My own developmental lesson began when doctors diagnosed me at age five with a congenital heart condition, VSD. They told my family that I had roughly a 50–50 chance of surviving until the surgery I eventually received at 12. The operation succeeded, as you can see. But for eight years, every night felt like a coin toss: If it did not land well, I simply would not wake the next day. It was difficult for a child to live with that reality, so I developed a psychological defence: I publish before I perish.