eah I’m fine 🙂 I never talk about it much because it didn’t define me; .I was a premie and wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for prenatal care as it existed in 1972.
If I was born in 1971 or earlier, it’s very likely I would’ve received that AWFUL drug they used to prevent miscarriages that resulted in deformed limbs and death. [they banned it Federally 2 months before I was born – I checked a few months back… and even THEN, there’s always the chance that the hospital might have “snuck it in” believing that it worked]
Or they could’ve pumped up the oxygen too much and I’d have be entirely blind.
So I’m grateful each day. I know I shouldn’t exist. Yet, here I am 🙂
So.. maybe it *did* define me 🙂