Most of her problems I am not able to spell or pronounce. I'm no doctor.
Well, seriously. I'm no medical professional, but I think I have a pretty good idea of what happened.
And it's very sad, very tragic.
Perhaps the cousin was born with a tendency towards dwarfism--nothing wrong with that; my favorite great-grandfather was a dwarf. The cousin was born in 1964-1965, somewhere around then. During the mid-1960s was when certain drugs were being developed; "growth hormones" and somesuch.
The cousin's parents were wealthy, and not unacquainted with medical advances.
The cousin's already remarked many times about the trips she took to a hospital in New York City when she was still a little girl. She's never said what those trips were for, but a pretty good guess is that she was being injected with all these new drugs so she'd grow more.
Well, these early drugs were imperfect and had all sorts of side-effects. I think it would've been better if the cousin's parents had just left it alone, instead of subjecting her to all these chancey procedures. Really, I do.
It's possible all these drugs made the cousin grow in the wrong places, rather than the right places.
It's very sad, because really, she's a great deformity.
But then and again, because of her arrogance, her pissy attitude, her "I-am-God" bearing, one doesn't feel nearly as sorry for her as one would if she were a more pleasant sort of person.
