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    How We Grow
    How We Grow
    How We Grow
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    How We Grow

    By Florence Condidorio

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    The story starts with my earliest memories as Florence DiSalvo and continues through my teenage years. The story then turns when I am 16 and becomes the memories of Joseph and Florence Condidorio and their family to the present time. This story tells of the many experiences we encounter over these many years. We do tell when each of our 10 children are born as the story progresses. We do not tell all the experiences of the lives of our children as they have a right to their privacy and they have a right to their own stories to tell. We also use very few names of people in the story. Also please be aware that the sequence of events in the story may be a little off, as many of them happened so many years ago.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPage Publishing, Inc.
    Release dateSep 7, 2023
    ISBN9798889603917
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      How We Grow - Florence Condidorio

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      How We Grow

      Florence Condidorio

      Copyright © 2023 Florence Condidorio

      All rights reserved

      First Edition

      PAGE PUBLISHING

      Conneaut Lake, PA

      First originally published by Page Publishing 2023

      ISBN 979-8-88960-371-9 (pbk)

      ISBN 979-8-88960-391-7 (digital)

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      A Dream, a Vision, a Reality, a Sensory Park

      About the Author

      Chapter 1

      This is the beginning. My memories begin as a five-year-old child, who came down with polio.

      We were at my grandfather and grandmother's house in Canada, visiting my mother's family. We were there to help my grandfather as my grandma was ill. One morning, I woke up and was feeling sick. I got up and started to walk; after a few steps, I fell down. I got up again and started to walk again and took two or three steps and fell down again. After two or three days, I was still walking and falling down after a few steps. My grandfather and my mother became very concerned and took me to the doctors. They explained the situation to the doctor. He examined me and said that I was putting on and that I was looking for attention. After that, I got a lot of attention from all my aunts and uncles living at the house, but I continued walking and falling down after a couple of steps. After some time, my grandfather and mother decided that they needed to take me to see a different doctor. We went to see the second doctor. They explained to the doctor what the problem was and what the other doctor had said. The doctor said to me, Little girl, walk across the room. I remember that part vividly. Of course, I did that, and after a couple of steps, I would fall and get up and start walking and fall again. The doctor told them I had polio and that the family would have to be under quarantine. He also told them they would have to take me to the hospital so I could be taken care of there. Of course, I did not understand all of what was being said or understand what was happening. At the hospital, they put a cast on me from my toes to the hip. After that, I couldn't remember much of anything, returning to my grandparents' house or how we returned to the States, as my parents didn't have a car at that time. Unfortunately, over the years, I forgot to ask my mother about some of the questions that I had.

      Chapter 2

      I will share with you the memories I have now of what went on after our return home.

      For a while, our family stayed in our home as we were all quarantined. Next, I remember sitting on our porch at home, in a chair, with my casted leg elevated. Many relatives and neighbors came over and sat and talked with me. Next, I remember being told that I had to go away to a hospital to learn how to walk again. My father was Genesee County's first deputy sheriff. I give you this information because the sheriff's car pulled up in front of my house one morning. My father carried me out in his arms to the sheriff's car and placed me in it. I remember my mother at the front door crying. I was transported in the sheriff's car to the Ithaca Hospital as my parents still did not have a car.

      I remember when we got to the hospital, the nurse put me in a large crib, and my father kissed me goodbye and left. I cried, and the nurses tried to console me. We had supper and then went to bed. I lived there for six months. I remember feeling very sad and crying a lot. Several times, when my parents were able to borrow a car, they did come to visit me. I remember feeling so happy to see them. I do remember playing with two little boys named Jimmy and Raymond.

      I was a bed wetter. One night, one of the nurses was very upset with me because of the bed-wetting. She threatened me, if I wet the bed one more time, she would put a diaper on me and show me to all the adults in the hospital with the diaper on. I can remember being afraid. This did cure my bed-wetting. I do remember many of the nurses were very nice.

      One time close to Christmas, they did take us on a horse-driven sleigh ride. The other kids and I were having a good time on the sleigh when a nurse asked, Okay, how many of you are ready to go home? I was the only one who raised their hand. The nurse said to the other adults on the sleigh, She thinks you mean to her own home. The other kids knew that we meant to the hospital.

      Finally, the day came when the nurse said to me, Your dad and mom are going to come and pick you up today. I was so excited I could hardly wait. I was able to walk that time, and I knew my parents would be so happy about it.

      As the years passed, I was quite a sickly child. I had constant sore throats and swollen glands. At age twelve, my mother realized that I was limping more and more. The doctor determined that I needed to have a cord lengthening of my polio leg, which is my right leg. They performed the surgery at Children's Hospital in Buffalo. One night while in the hospital, I called the nurse because I had to go to the bathroom really bad to have a bowel movement. She brought me the bedpan. I tried for a long time but could not go. She came to get the bedpan and told me I was just looking for attention and to not bother her anymore. My problem was that my whole right side was affected when I had polio, and even the muscles in my stomach did not function well. I had problems with constipation since I had polio. At that time, I made the decision that I was going to be a nurse and a good one and never hurt children.

      Chapter 3

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