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“My mother gave birth to a premature baby in 1969, in Italy. It was around noon, and all the doctors had gone to lunch, so she was left alone for a while, thinking, ‘What the heck do I do?'”<\/p>\n
“She gave birth in a private hospital, yet it turned out that only the public hospital had a preemie ward.<\/p>\n
So she had to be transferred to the public hospital in order for the baby to receive the proper care. When the baby was put into the incubator, a priest came over and wanted to give it its Last Rites. My mother said, ‘No, she is not going to die!’ So the priest scurried away and asked my father, who, having been raised Catholic, gave in.<\/p>\n
Anyway, 55 years later, I’m perfectly fine!”<\/p>\n