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When I was nine, doctors told my parents not to expect me to live beyond the year.


I did.



When I was twenty-one, my doctor told me I should not have children.


Today I have two man-boys.


When I was twenty-eight and giving birth to my first baby boy, an X-ray tech came up to my room to meet me and said (sort of enthusiastically) that my lungs "look like an old,

old man dying of severe emphysema."



I said "Ta-Da!"

A few years back, a doctor (not mine) saw an X-ray of my lungs and said, "Holy sh#@"


I beamed and said, "I know."


Years ago multiple doctors told me I would need a lung transplant before fifty.


Today I am fifty-two with my original set God gave me.



"When I stand before God at the end of my life,

I hope that I don't have a single bit of talent left,

and say, I used everything you gave me."

-Erma Bombeck

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