My great grandma bled for all 7 months of her pregnancy and gave birth to a premature 1.5 lb baby in 1928.
She was born at home and was delivered by her own grandma. She was presumed dead and put in a cigar box and set in a cold, back kitchen. My great grandma insisted she heard a baby cry and to appease her, the cigar box was brought back to her.
The baby was crying. She was itsy bitsy tiny, had no fingernails and you could see through her eyelids. She could fit in her mother's hand.
She never went to a hospital. It was later found that babies born at such a small weight that were hospitalized went blind due to the oxygen concentrations in the isolettes.
The baby was fed with an eye dropper and lady's hankies were used as diapers. She survived and thrived. She is 84 today.
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