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May 2022

My story is no story at all. I come from a big family of 13 children, and I was born in the Netherlands. 

Image of a steep street path

My mother had glaucoma, but not my father. All my sisters have it, and some brothers, not at all. 

I take drops for my glaucoma. I am 96 years old, I walk straight, and am living on the high side of the road with fifty or more steps.  

I am by myself, as my husband passed away three years ago, and I no longer drive a car. 

All together I am very well except for my eyes.