Sasaki:
I don't know. The next day we were led away
somewhere, so we were separated, the two of us. Then, at that region's
Yaguchi School, we were put up for a night or two, but there was no
medicine. And from the country we took my sister, or tried to help her.
Then we went there for, I think about a week. But the doctors were no good
since there wasn't any medicine. Then my husband asked if we could return
from the countryside. So I alone went out to my husband's hometown. But my
older sister and her family went into the Hiroshima hospital... it seems,
and my sister had two children. One child died the
day after the bombing. I don't know where he is buried. The girl was a
first year student in elementary school, by the
current system, she came back crying. I don't know where she went. Then my
sister and her child went back to the house, and then out to my husband's
hometown. If that didn't work out, I thought I would return to Hiroshima.
For one whole year I was bedridden. Then, since I didn't have anything, I
had no family there, I went to employ my husband, since we didn't have any
children. At my husband's hometown we were there for about half a year. Then
we went out of the house until thirty four year (Showa 34, 1959?) he/she
died. Then I came here then I received money to live here. But
I had some worries about this, I received this orthopedic treatment, and
this grain diet, because this is the people's park. This is not my
native place, It wasn't on the basis of my...
but was on the basis of this eye examination, the inside was taken from the
finger, it seems, from the nail, then it came to
this state. It spread to three fingers. Then, if there is a cut, look, this
is just a small cut, it takes two months [to heal] It won't let up. Then,
this inner problem won't go away, you know? Whatever problem there is, it
will come [to an end?] in half a year. I am praying [inoru] until good
things can come. But it was fortunate that I was able to live this long, it
must be my karma from a former life I had no children, it was just the
two of us with my husband....December 24, he fell sick. Before that,
for two years,...Then things got to be like this. I pray everyday that
things would get more comfortable, but, when things are like this I guess
it's better to die. But I can't do that either. I wish things would get just
a bit better, but I can't eat anymore, you know. I strive and strive... I
can't see too well now, but I had some operations for cataracts. Now I can
see very faintly, but nothing clearly. Somehow I can tell if someone is a
man or a woman, but I still can't see clearly. I can't watch TV or read
newspapers or anything.