As you can see, I was a tiny baby forty-seven years ago. These images were taken 21 days after my birth, when my weight was back up to a healthy level. When I was nineteen my mother told me the story of my birth, and the events that followed. The day I was circumcised I apparently didn’t eat much, being somewhat cranky about the procedure. Each day thereafter I wasn’t strong enough to eat enough, and I steadily lost weight. From a birth-weight of roughly 6 pounds I dropped to 5 pounds. My mother realizing something was wrong called the doctor on a Friday afternoon.
He was able to give her the last appointment of the day, and immediately had her start feeding me with an eye dropper every 2 hours. Neither she, nor I, got much sleep, but I did start gaining weight. By May 28th, when these pictures were taken, I was back up to 6 pounds 8 ounces.
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