The Day I Risked My Daughter’s Life To Save Others
January 5, 2014 19 Comments
Just thinking about that day makes my stomach turn and my hands go sweaty.
It was an otherwise normal day. The morning was a blur of frenzy as I tried to get ready for work while entertaining a 1-year-old in a plastic, jumpy play thingy. I’ve never liked mornings, and this one was no exception. Two cups of coffee and I knew things would look better.
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As I buckled my daughter into her car seat, a small thought began to nag at me. Voices of friends, family, and internet strangers started to swirl in my head as I made the 10 minute drive to the building that held my daughter’s fate. By the time we checked in I was frantic, although you would have never known from the outside. When our name was called, I scooped her up and took her into the room that would make her cry and wail. I knew my heart would break.
When it was over, I watched her carefully. She seemed the same. Over the next few months, I looked for signs of sickness. In the end, we came out the other side unscathed.
That was six years ago, less than a year after Jenny McCarthy became a vocal anti-vaccine spokesperson.
While the rational side of me KNEW that the MMR vaccine did not cause autism, I couldn’t help but be bombarded by her face telling me that I was wrong. The rational side of me did the research to the best of my non-scientific ability and I had concluded that vaccinating my children was the right decision, but the loud roar of the anti-vaccination movement could not be avoided.
The day that I took my first born to get her MMR vaccination, I was scared. Six years later, I am mad.
I shouldn’t have been scared by a beautiful, eloquent spokesperson that refuted science and held up her beautiful son as evidence. Her son that, according to her, became autistic after receiving vaccines. The son that, according to her, recovered from autism through chelation therapy. The son with autism that, according to her, caused her divorce. I know all of this because she was EVERYWHERE – on the news, on talk shows, online. I couldn’t escape from her if I tried.
Six years later, a report surfaced that McCarthy admitted her son was misdiagnosed with autism and suffered instead from Landau–Kleffner syndrome, a common misdiagnosis. A week later she slammed that report refuting it’s truth, and all links to the original reports have been disabled (good job, lawyers). Regardless, it’s too late for me. Personally, I don’t believe her son had autism and was cured by an obscure therapy any more than I believe her claims that the MMR vaccine causes autism.
I do, however, blame her for my fear of vaccines. I also blame the media that gave her airtime.
A few weeks after my son was born in 2010, a newborn died of whooping cough at my hospital during a horrific outbreak in our state. The outbreaks were concentrated in areas that had low vaccination rates. Once again, I was scared. Not of Jenny McCarthy’s dire warnings, but of the thousands of children that were not vaccinated because their parents were afraid; a fear that may have been triggered by Jenny McCarthy.
This fear continues to be propagated by the anti-vaccination community that will sell you thousands of dollars in supplements and call the government and Big Pharma evil money-mongers despite contributing $32 billion of revenue to the US economy in 2012 alone.
That day, six years ago, I was told that I was risking my daughter’s life by vaccinating her but I chose to do it anyway because the evidence told me that these vaccines were more likely to save other children than hurt my own.
Please share this so other parents know that they are not alone in their fear. I applaud the families that vaccinate and thank them from the bottom of my heart for saving the lives of others with their decision.
If you are concerned about vaccinating your children, here are just a few excellent resources to consider.
**A Population-Based Study of Measles, Mumps, and Rubella Vaccinations & Autism** please read this if nothing else
The Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia – Vaccine Education Center
Blurb My Enthusiasm 