[PowderMonkey]

"My parents were advised by doctors to leave me at the hospital to die."

Hoisting a Martini toast in your behalf this evening. I was not quite five pounds and born three months premature at a time and in a place where preemies simply didn't survive. My parents where told likewise. The prayers of the Missionary Sons of the Immaculate Heart of Mary where answered, and saw to it that I was brought home. Cheers!

[perplyone]

I’ll raise a glass of Mountain Dew for you (I’m a teatoataler by choice). Cheers and Praise God!

[ought-six]

“I was not quite five pounds and born three months premature....”

You were a big preemie. I was less than 4 1/2 pounds at birth, and I was a five-week preemie.

[trisham]

I weighed five and a half pounds and my elder sister weighed five pounds. These days babies of much lesser weight live and thrive. If the medical profession had accepted the reality of the time, that wouldn’t ever have happened. The fight for life takes many forms.