My Birth

Wow. I'm glad I was too little to remember my birth. Ugh, what if we remembered every single thing from the moment our lives started? Uck.

Anyway, so I was born on September 14 at 9:03 in the morning (thus explaining why I am not a morning person!) I was born about two weeks early, which, y'know, isn't that bad.

One night for family home evening we were watching home videos, and someone had taped just after I'd been born (hallelujah that they didn't record the whole process!!!) Anyway, so they were taping the part when the doctors took me into a room to check me out. And, watching this, any non-blind person could tell that I was not getting enough oxygen. My breathing was too shallow, and not in the right area (more up by my throat) and, I WAS PURPLE!!! And like, a long time later some nurse said, "Uh...Is she supposed to be breathing like that?" GRR!! I COULD HAVE DIED!! Well, the crowd of my family by the window watching me didn't notice either. But, still!

Turns out that my lungs were not fully developed. So off I went to Primary Children's Hospital (by ambulance because the chopper was waaaayy to expensive!)

I was at Primary for about 2 weeks before I finally got to go home. So, I had a very rough start to my life.