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    My Sister’S Demons
    My Sister’S Demons
    My Sister’S Demons
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    My Sister’S Demons

    By Carolyne S. Green

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    After experiencing this mystifying illness fi rst hand, the author
    hopes that there will be something in this book that will inspire
    other caregivers to not falter or loose hope when the situation
    looks bleak and they feel as though there is nowhere to go
    or no one to whom they can rely on for help; but to never
    give up because there is always help somewhere. Her fi rst book
    entitled Ten Years of Finding Peace was published in 1997.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateFeb 28, 2012
    ISBN9781468553666
    My Sister’S Demons
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    Carolyne S. Green

    Carolyne S. Green is a graduate of North Carolina Central University in Durham, North Carolina. Upon completing her undergraduate degree, Carolyne began a teaching career that spanned over four decades. Her early teaching career began in the state of Virginia. She later would move to Maryland where she taught high school Health Issues and Medical Science classes. She was listed in Who's Who in American Education 2006-2007 and Who's Who Among Human Services Professionals 1988-1989. Throughout her teaching career she furthered her education by taking graduate courses at Towson State University and Bowie State University. Carolyne is retired and lives in Clinton, Maryland. She is married to George A. Green; she has one daughter Natasha and two grandsons Armond and Daurent who reside in Midlothian, Virginia. After experiencing this mystifying illness first hand, the author hopes that there will be something in this book that will inspire other caregivers to not falter or loose hope when the situation looks bleak and they feel as though there is nowhere to go or no one to whom they can rely on for help; but to never give up because there is always help somewhere. Her first book entitled Ten Years of Finding Peace was published in 1997.

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      My Sister’S Demons - Carolyne S. Green

      © 2012 by Carolyne S. Green. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      All material in this book are derived from the author’s years of keeping a log, actual doctor and hospital records and events as related to her by her sister Gwen.

      First published by AuthorHouse 02/20/2012

      ISBN: 978-1-4685-5367-3 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4685-5366-6 (ebk)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2012902788

      Printed in the United States of America

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models,

      and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      This book is printed on acid-free paper.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      CONTENTS

      Dedication

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Reflections

      Dedication

      This book is dedicated to the memory of my sister

      Gwendolyn R. Owens

      September 28, 1939-August 19, 2011

      Special thanks to my grandson,

      Daurent Granger for his assistance.

      Chapter 1

      Our Family

      My sister was the middle child of our family. I am the oldest, and there is a younger sister who was born late in life. She is ten years younger than me. We were born into a middle-class family in a small town near the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The town was so small that everyone knew everyone else, and the telephones stayed busy with the small-town gossip. As a teenager I grew to dislike the town so very much that I was elated when I finally finished high school and went away to college. This meant I only had to be in that place on holidays and maybe the summer. Little did I know that I would end up spending eighteen more years there after college, merely because the school board there was the first to offer me a teaching position, and I took the first offer. This delighted my daddy so much.

      Living in this small town was made bearable because of our daddy. He was a loving, caring, and fun person, and I really think everyone of every race in the town loved him. Everybody knew him and his children, often talking about the family in a negative way because, even though we were middle class, my daddy had so much class about him that it carried over to other members of the family. This did not set well with some individuals because they assumed we thought we were better than them.

      In our household also was my daddy’s mother. Grandma A. was more like my mother than my biological mother. She took care of all her grandchildren, but I always felt I had a very special place in her heart. For the first ten years of my life and the first seven years of my middle sister’s life we lived in the house with my grandma. This was a small house with very little room for privacy. There were no conveniences of modern-day life as we know it now. For example, there was no central heat; instead, there was a large wood-and coal-burning stove that warmed the entire house. My sister and I had a bedroom that opened to an extended bedroom; this was where my parents slept. Our parents had to walk through our room to get to theirs. I did not begin to realize the inconveniences of this arrangement until I got older, somewhere around nine or ten. In spite of this, we always had a well-balanced meal on the table. My mother was an excellent cook. This is the one thing she did well. We always had nice clothes to wear, and we were always neat and clean.

      My grandmother took care of my sisters and me when we became ill; she always seemed to know just the right things to do. Our mother seemed to have been lost as to what to do with children being ill. She did take us to the doctor when necessary, but it was always Grandma A. who sat beside our bed when we were ill. She always had some home remedy to give us to help the cause. For example, when my middle sister, who the book is about, and I had chicken pox at the same time, Grandma A. went into the woods and found some sarsaparilla root, brought it home, made a pot of tea, and had each of us drink it. This was supposed to shorten the duration of the chicken pox. When we had colds, she would wrap us in Vicks Vapor Rub and feed us teaspoons of whiskey and sugar. When I had severe headaches, she instructed my sister to sit in a chair in the room while she rubbed me with camphor oil and fed me beet juice. I don’t know what the significance of that was, but I always went to sleep, and when I woke up, the headache was gone. My sister said she was always fearful when I got those headaches because I would talk about things that made no sense.

      As time went on, our mother got a job working outside the home. My daddy also changed jobs, because he wanted to have more for the family. At the time the family only consisted of his two girls, but this would change soon. We had a baby sister born years later. My sister was delighted to have a baby in the house, for she had always loved babies. She was noted for going to neighbors and bringing their young babies home with her. DuPont, a nylon manufacturing plant, was located in our small town, and this changed the entire personality of the town. DuPont began offering jobs that paid much more than the factories, and they also had jobs that were suitable for women, other than their doing factory work. My daddy got a job there, as did my mother, and financially things began to improve in the household. My mother did not get to work for many years because she became pregnant with our youngest sister when she was going through menopause. After that she left DuPont but did return to work, first working in a drugstore eatery making pies and other items that we would now call fast foods. She was well known around town for her pies, and later began making pies for private customers. She hired a lady in the neighborhood to take care of our youngest sister and to oversee my other sister and me when we returned home from school. My mother would not stay at this job very long, because a lawyer and his wife had their eyes on her, and they soon approached her to come work for them full time. If you have read or seen the movie The Help, this is what she was.

      With everyone in the house working, I found myself at the age of eleven coming home and preparing dinner. This was a chore I loved, because I liked to cook. My middle sister was a pain in the neck during those times. She

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