People shimmer like beehives. I was born in the Exeter, New Hampshire, hospital three months prematurely, in March 1955. My identical twin brother lived exactly one day. Taken together we weighed five pounds, but with the death of my twin, my own weight dropped. Within a week my weight stabilized, and then I began to grow.
Many children born prematurely in the fifties and early sixties suffer from visual impairments.
The tiny blood vessels of the retinas are formed in the last trimester of pregnancy, so if a child is born prematurely, the retinas are often underdeveloped. In my case the retinas were scarred. My eyes dart uncontrollably and often appear to be jumping in my head. What a normal person sees from a distance of two hundred feet, the blind person will see from twenty. With that eye I had enough muscle control to place my nose on a piece of paper and perhaps make out something if the print was dark and large.