I entered the world at 2:17 in the morning of that day.\u00a0 The doctor held the slime-covered newborn me by the feet and gave my ass a resounding slap.\u00a0 I screamed bloody murder.<\/p>\n
At the time, I could have done without the reminder that it was time to start breathing.\u00a0 I would have been perfectly content to let the doctor wait until I stopped gurgling and twitching then hook shot me into the stillborn bin.\u00a0 What did I have to live for?\u00a0 I was too young to drink and the bars were closed at that hour anyway.<\/p>\n
Forty-six years on, my appreciation for life has improved.\u00a0 With a little effort and a lot of luck, I’ve managed to carve out a decent existence for myself.\u00a0 I have food, shelter, and friends, plus enough of a sense of humor to carry me through when things don’t go my way.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I entered the world at 2:17 in the morning of that day.\u00a0 The doctor held the slime-covered newborn me by the feet and gave my ass a resounding slap.\u00a0 I screamed bloody murder. At the time, I could have done without the reminder that it was time to start breathing.\u00a0 I would have been perfectly … Continue reading 8\/25\/62<\/span>