Brooklyn Back When - Open Thread

Terry, now I feel scared on top of feeling sick!!! I wish I spoke to you sooner. I waited a week to see him, I hope it's just fluid in the ear. Let you know later......debbie

OMG Terry, how horrible. I don't trust any doctor and never have. When my father was sick, the doctor said that he had a hernia, since he had a lump. When he was going into surgery the doctor realized that all his glands were swollen. Diagnosis, Leukemia. He died at th VA within the week.

When my mother who had had a stroke and had cancer got ill one night, my sister called her cemo doctor and told her that my mother was vomiting for hours, and had the worst headache of her life, the doctor said to put her in bed to sleep. By morning she was in a coma with a massive stroke. She died after 26 days in the Methodist. There we had to fight them to take her off the respirator.

So I don't trust doctors and never will.

OMG, sorry for such a downer.

I KNOW U HAVE TO BE YOUR OWN DOCTOR SOMETIMES. When David was sick in and out of hospitals chemo, radiation,ports etc etc. i became a very aggressive person. to watch someone die for 2 years is horrible. He was so strong he should have not lived that long but the kids kept him alive ME i almost put a pillow over his head. lol ONLY KIDDING. To be a caregiver is the hardest job ever bu I believe god gives u the strength to do it. I made sure he got everything he needed. I fought over tissues can u imagine a nurses aid saying I already =gave him a box but he had used them those little boxes u can blow your nose 3 times and they are gone. Well reported her and many others but guess what every single person that worked at lutheran and methodist loved him. They used to say thank God u are not our patient. lol
U can not imagine how many nurses and hospice people came to his funeral he was loved by so many people. David grew into a wonderful man considering the hard life he had as a kid. Well it was RFEAL TUFF FOR ME AND MY KIDS but everyone of us goes through this s__t or some other s__t.
GOD is good I have a good life good man and a wonderful family. It is not always a bed of roses but who cares we have to enjoy every day because it is a gift. I wish I could cut and paste the note I got from my friend that lost her college kid last week.It is on my email. It makes u put things into perspective. Anyway TODAY IS HALLOWEEN and we must enjoy ourselves.
Love, Terry

GREAT IDEA JUDY,
HOW IS YOUR MOM SENT HER MY LOVE. UNCLE CHUBBY CALLED ME THE OTHER DAY TO SEE HOW I WAS DOING. I HOPE HE IS DOING BETTER HE CAN NOT GET OVER MY AUNT MARIE'S DEATH AT ALL. LOVE TERRY
I CAN NOT WAIT TO FIGURE OUT PHOTOBUCKET

We also used to think that if we went to the cemetery at night on Halloween, we would see all the spirits flying around and mingling with each other.

By the way, the coffin

ALL I CAN SAY IS WOW!!!!!
I remember when burgarama ANOTHER MEMORY was there my dad was eating in there on his lunch and he heard kids saying that they had stolen skulls from graves. CRAZY i would be afraid that the people would haunt me after doing that. Another thing I remeMber is when they were working on 20th street underground they said there were coffins under the street because there was a stream under 2oth street and because of the hill from up 20th street near the cemetery the coffins would slide down. NOW i dont know how true this is but thats what i heard through the years. Love Terry

HAVE A GREAT DAY EVERYONE,
OFF TO MUSIC CLASS AND MIA IS GOING TO BE LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD AND THEN TO MOMMY'S SCHOOL FOR A PARADE ON 12TH AVE WITH MOMMY'S CLASS AND THEN HOME TO MIA'S AND THEN THE CAR THANK GOD TO THE VZ TO MY HOUSE AND MY NICE COMFY LIVING ROOM. OH WAIT THE DOOR BELL WILL BE RINGING I FORGOT. I WILL BLOW SOME BALLOONS UP THEY LOVE THAT INSTEAD OF CANDY THEY GO CRAZY AND SO DO I. TALK LATER LOVE TERRY
DEB,
GOOD LUCK AT THE DOC.

By the way, the coffin was small, so it was a child's that someone opened.

Suzie: I missed you last night obviously, lol, and wished I had your phome number to call and check on you. Sorry, I am a worry wort.

Yes Marilyn, it's true, but we both went through the experiences I mentioned above, and it was horrible. I still dream that Daddy is still alive somewhere in the hospital and it was just a cruel joke on the doctor's pary.!!

Talk to you later Suzie ..................... Maybe unless I am worn out by the grandkids and trick or treating.

Judy Giordano-Banjany I think that was a good idea you had, It is nice to know a little something about our fellow Park Slope neighbors.

Well here is my story…..

My Life:

I was born at the Methodist Hospital in Aug of 51
My Father was John Gagliardi
My Mother was Nettie Miele
I have one brother John Robert Gagliardi
Went to St John’s up to 6th grade, then transferred to PS 146.
Went to PS 10’s then John Jay HS
I lived on 5th Avenue bet 21st & 22nd street for 35 year
Moved to Marlboro, NJ & live there for almost 20 years.
I have one Daughter, Stacey 34 & 3 Step Grandchildren - Max 6, Julia, 3 and Scarlett 1.
I worked for AT&T for 24 years then retired, but really should still be working…
I live with my soul mate John
We live in beautiful Florida now & loving life, but I still miss the ways of the old neighborhood.

We had a language all our own, like Gravy (yes that is what we called in in my house), How about American bread vs. Italian bread. I think we were the only ones that called wonder bread American. No one else anywhere ever hung out on a stoop! Played Buck Buck, stoop ball & coco-leave-e-o (sp). Those were great times that only fortunate people can relate to.

We were very Blessed, and I thank God every day for that privilege… [-o<
Susie - I have (O-) Blood too, isn‘t it great that we can share with so many people… lol…...

Love to all,

LIZZIE WELCOME BACK MISSSED YOU. HOW IS MARRIED LIFE? YOU ARE IN PA. NOW? IS THIS CORRECT:)

OOPs... I meant 22nd Street.....