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Saying Goodbye
Saying Goodbye
Saying Goodbye
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Saying Goodbye

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Watching a loved one die is heart-breaking and can do mental & emotional damage to the person watching.

This particular story is about my parents and their diseases. It's about me watching them take their last breath and the suicidal thoughts I suffered after. It has helpful information and website links for researching these diseases and possible cures.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 14, 2019
ISBN9781393734789
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    Saying Goodbye - Sandra Rains DeBusk

    DEDICATION

    I dedicate this book to my parents,

    Leonard E & Crystal D Rains

    I cherish my memories of you

    PREFACE

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    My mom and dad moved us from Cincinnati Ohio, to Hillsboro Ohio, and then to Sinking Springs Ohio.

    It was exciting when I was a child, I mean we moved from the city to the deep country and it was so beautiful!

    As a small child we always came to Sinking Springs to see my grandma and pa in the country, on Pin hook Road. They had a nice farm on 65 acres, a lot of the acreage was wooded, which I dearly loved!

    Traipsing around in the woods all day and going camping in the same woods with Grandma and Grandpa and mom and dad. My siblings and I would play up till they said bedtime and we slept so good in the tent listening to all the night critters and wild animals. Even though they made noise all night long it seemed that it was still silent enough to hear a pin drop. It was so wonderful being a child back then.

    CHAPTER ONE

    We as kids, had exceptionally good parents.

    Mom and dad loved us, and we knew it.

    Anyway, one time we were all headed to the country to see my grandma and grandpa, and it was at night or after dark if my memory serves right. I was just six months old and my sister Terri was almost four years older, and Debbie was two years older than her and so that made Debbie the oldest.

    My brother Scott wasn't born yet.

    We had our dog Tiny with us, she was a Boxer Shepherd.

    Now, how I can remember this is beyond me because like I said before, I was only six months old, but I do remember bits and pieces very plainly.

    We were in a busy city, it may have even still been in our own city, Cincinnati. But as we drove along, dad at the wheel and mom beside him in the passenger’s seat, holding me, we were just driving along, and I can remember streetlights, the big tall ones they had alongside the roads back in the 1960's. The next thing I remember I was being pulled out from under my mom’s seat by a fireman dressed in yellow.

    A drunk driver had swerved and hit us head on, and my mom was thrown forward and her head went through the windshield. Seatbelts were not enforced back then.

    My dad said that when he went later to look at the car we had been driving, that her hair was still stuck in the glass and blood was all over the front seat from mommy’s head going through the windshield and also in the rest of the car from Tiny 's teeth hitting the back of my dad’s head and Debbie and Terri being thrown around.  Debbie's nose was broken, and Terri had a busted lip and goose egg on her forehead. Dad’s head was not only bleeding, his knee had hit the dash or something and his chest hit the steering wheel hard, breaking a rib or two and maybe even crushing a lung.

    But later dad and mom told me that there had been no fireman in yellow at the scene of the accident and yet, as I said earlier, I can distinctly remember him pulling me out from under the seat.

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