IN YOUR CORNER
Sky-high municipal bill? Maybe the meter reader was faulty
I didn’t truly know the emotional anguish until I got a R36,000 rates account
“How could you know that?”
It was 1997 and I was seated across a desk from an obstetrician who’d just told me I should banish all thoughts of home birth because the pain would be far too intense for me to bear.
Clearly I wasn’t the first newly pregnant woman to question how a man could truly understand childbirth pain, because he shot back: “I have the fingernail marks on my forearm to prove it.”..