Autism Watch: 2007

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Did you know that there’s no such thing as a penicillin allergy? Or a peanut allergy? Isn’t it amazing?

I know, you’re thinking, what? She’s cracked..the move has pushed her over the edge. But I assure you, I’m not.

After all, if we follow the “vaccines are fine, you anti-vaccine people are bringing back diseases and you’re harming society” theory of late, if vaccines are safe for everyone, penicillin, peanuts, you name it,  must be okay for everyone, right?

If vaccines can’t cause adverse reactions in anyone — you know, that conglomeration of preservatives, aluminum and aborted fetal cells — then penicillin, peanuts and anything else that results in rashes, hives or anaphylactic shock can’t cause adverse reactions either. I mean, really, if they’re good for ‘most’ people, then they must be okay for everyone, right?

Now we know this isn’t true. We know allergies exist — some mild, some deathly. We don’t go around telling them that the side-effects of ingesting an allergen are really something else. No, of course not. Instead, we created epi-pens and we adapt our environments. Most importantly, we don’t scoff at those who suffer and tell them they’re wrong, that peanut really didn’t just make them swell up to the point of needing an injection or an ER trip. We don’t tell the person covered in itchy hives that he’s wrong, after all, that penicillin doesn’t make everyone sick, so therefore it can’t make anyone sick.

Not everyone who gets vaccinated has autism; not every person who takes penicillin breaks out in hives or has to be hospitalized. One’s accepted, the other isn’t.

Someday, a study will be done that compares the physical attributes of babies/small children about to be injected with a long list of things that are illegal in mascara and dog vaccines and food. It will take into consideration their immune system and the possibility that their bodies have something wrong genetically that doesn’t allow the vaccine ingredients to be processed properly. You know, like those with allergies experience when they ingest an allergen. It won’t just study the vaccines, but the effect those vaccines have on compromised immune systems or otherwise physically-strained young bodies. There’s a vast difference between studying the effects of vaccines and the effects of vaccines in conjunction with the bodies in which they’re being injected.

Someday this will make sense to those who are willing to listen. In the meantime, if you don’t believe vaccines are a problem, you’re welcome to your opinion, as long as I’m welcome to mine. I just want no more children and families to have to go through the nightmare of an autism diagnosis.

And if this is your first time reading my blog, I’m not a reactionary who talks about nothing but vaccines. I usually focus on the day-to-day life of dealing with a disorder that’s vastly misunderstood, and my amazing child who is a gift to my husband and I, a blessing that words can’t describe. I don’t go on rants a lot, but the “anti-vaccine” commentary gets on your nerves after a while. They just need to get the terms right — we aren’t “anti-vaccine,” we are “pro-safe vaccine.” Vast difference. (I don’t know a single “anti-vaccine” person, just people who want vaccines that we feel safe putting in our kids’ bodies.)

Swine flu. It kicks your butt, and that of your entire family. No more than any other flu, and certainly not worth the vaccine, but nonetheless, it not only kicks your butt but it kicks it to the curb four houses down, into the gutter, through the sewer and out into the ocean 67 miles away. Four weeks later and I am still sporting a mild cough.

So there you have reason number one that I’ve not been blogging. My eyes were spinning at the end of the day, as I still worked during my bout (except for one day where even blinking and breathing was painful), and I was caring for Barnacle Boy, who scared us for a couple of days when the fever continued to hover around 103. Both the girls ended up with it, then the husband. Other son ended up with some cough and congestion last week, but that’s as far as it’s gotten. He’s oh so lucky.

I love Christmas. Why do I say that, you wonder? Because I love it more than Halloween..yet Halloween turns out to be this huge busy deal and before you know it, October’s gone and I’m wondering how to spend Veteran’s day with the kids who are out of school, yet I’m not because I have the Monday before off. Halloween this year consisted of two major parties, a few smaller events, and then the Trick or Treat Fest of the year at our house. We have this ginormous maze constructed in the front yard, from the curb I’d previously been kicked to through the yard, the driveway and out the side of the yard to the other street, complete with roaming monsters of the Freddie Krueger and zombie-type, scary movie music, and screaming … adults. A lot of the kids collected candy at the end of the driveway and backed away hoping Freddie didn’t see them.

Yet, I am <quietly> glad Halloween is over. I’m still tired. We went off-roading the weekend before Halloween and had, let’s just say, a little accident. Wear your seatbelts no matter how slow you are going, even if you are driving over a rut in a driveway. (No, that’s not what happened, I am just making a point. Heed my point, really.) Rollbars make nasty, ugly, sore and painful indentations on your eyeballs, eyelids, cheekbones, foreheads and noses. Trust me on this. Once you get the blood out of your clothes (and the off-road vehicle’s seats), you will not want it there again. I’m still sporting a crescent under the eye and eyeshadow is one of those things I have to really, really consider before I apply.

This past weekend was another huge Halloween party, this time adults only. (Unless you count the 20-somethings…my two oldest kids and their friends…who crashed it around 11:30pm just to see why Mom and Dad looked forward to the party all year.) Good thing my costume came with sunglasses to cover most of the bruise. I was Trinity, and husband was Neo. We were simply awesome.

So, how is Barnacle Boy doing after all this? Well, a few days before Halloween, he had to have an emergency baby root canal. (This was the, hmmm, 4th, I think?) He was not happy. Dh met me at the dentist and said he did great in the procedure. I drove him home, with him being the quietest (and creepiest) I’ve ever seen him while awake. He went to school the next day and recuperated impressively fast. Then the week got more and more chaotic during pumpkin hunting, then carving, cookie decorating and guests. Come Monday night, he was DONE. We got through the evening of clean-up and declared yesterday and today guest-free days. The cell phones were turned down and tv choices were BB’s. I even made a mad rush to Target to get Stratego, the game he had to have after playing it the last night of his two-year program he completed last week. (WAY TO GO, DUDE.) He came home from school, opened it, and declared it THE WRONG STRATEGO. (There really is one Stratego though. I know this because I researched it.) Pieces went flying, mad words were said (by him…not me…I stood there in amazement thinking “Don’t ruin The Wrong Stratego, I can return it!”) and an hour later, he was calmly eating an Oreo as we prepared to leave for his parent-teacher conference, where we proudly learned he’s academically more than a grade ahead but in need of more help for social skills, classroom participation and appropriate conversation. Always something, right?

That’s pretty much a uber-fast version of the last month and I know I’ve left things out, but I guess I need something else to blog about on a slow day in the future, yes? I know it will happen, and the fact I’ve admitted that is step 1 in my Blogger Improvement program. Admitting you have a problem is key. I admit it. My name is Dee and I am not the best blogger lately.

But that will change. With autism, there’s always something to whine about, complain about, or just sigh about. And with an awesome beautiful kid, there’s always things to brag about, be proud of, and happily share. I just need to find the time.

I belong to a couple of groups where I interact with a lot of other parents of autistic children. While my son would be called “high functioning,” if we used the term, we mix together because so many of the basic elements of autism are there. The difference is severity and level of improvement. Some parents struggle to potty-train their children and get them to eat, while others struggle to get their child to stop using potty language when mad or to eat more than just a boxful of waffles cut a specific way with a certain kind of peanut butter, then syrup, on them. At times, our worlds couldn’t be more opposite.

We began to get our son help at an early age, as soon as we knew that we were facing an actual problem as opposed to just being different due to a premature birth after a difficult pregnancy. We’ve tried a litany of things since then, and each day, we work on more specific issues: not expecting immediate gratification, not melting down over little things, not having to control every conversation, eye contact, remaining verbal when upset, etc. Our son has shown such vast improvement in the last four years, I wonder at times if I took him to a new doctor and said “not sure, something’s just different,” would he still be diagnosed autistic?

A friend of mine told me a few weeks ago that she doesn’t believe autism can be cured. Well, neither do I. The word “cure” is pretty strong stuff. I think a child with autism can definitely be recovered though. And to do so doesn’t mean he/she was never autistic. Dh and I had a long talk about this, and we came up with our new terminology for BB — he has “Induced Autism.” To us, it’s different from the classic/severe autism that results in non-verbal children who are not able to function at an independent level and who see so much less improvement from the daily treatments.

If I was nervy enough, I’d say it was “Vaccine-Induced Autism,” but I’m not sure if that’ll result in getting the blind eye turned on me whenever I say it. So, I’ll stick with “Induced Autism,” meaning it was caused by something other than genetics. Some toxin, vaccine or other thing injected/put into his system that his body can’t handle. To me, that isn’t negating the heartbreak that the family of a severely autistic child faces by way of not dealing with the same types of daily living issues we do — I can’t fathom that, and I feel bad sometimes saying “autism” about my child who so clearly speaks well and looks ‘normal,’ whatever that is, a lot of the time. (The good thing? Almost anyone that’s had a little time with us, long enough to say he looks ‘normal’ is around us long enough to later see one of the meltdowns or issues and agree ‘ayep, something going on there. Definitely.’)

I do hope that one day, classic/severe autism and high-functioning autism are separated more clearly. My son, four years ago, was a checklist for autism, tick, tick, tick, going down the list, checking off things that fit. Now though, with so many years of learning, therapies, supplements, you name it, behind him, not so much. To see him in a class with other autistic children is like seeing two extremes, and I’m not sure it’s fair to either.

So from now on, it’s Induced Autism. I really believe his autism was caused by something that his little premature body just couldn’t deal with. What, who knows..a vaccine, probably, but I’m not sure that’ll ever be proven. I just know that he fit the autism criteria to a T four years ago, and with a ton of help, he’s way better than he was. We’re extremely fortunate, I know that, but I do believe it’s not just because we’re lucky. I think his autism isn’t going to be found necessarily in a gene but in his immune system, his intestines, and the way his body all handles the intrusion of something unwanted into his body as a fetus/infant/toddler. We’re just dealing with a different kind of autism, and it requires different help.

No clever title for this one, just a one word question from a worried mom.

These last few weeks, BB’s been ‘off.’ No one thing seems to be the cause. No changes in diet, no new meds, supplements, treatments. No new activities. Something’s just off.

Today, I’ll wonder every time the phone rings. Will it be the school? If it yes, will he be sick, or will he be having a meltdown? Will I have to pick him up?

I am thankful for a few things despite what appears to be one of those downs on the rollercoaster of autism. I am thankful for a good school nurse who works with our son, and with us. She comes up with good ideas to help him stay the whole day of school, and to make that day easier for him. I’m thankful ds can tell us what’s going on in his day, though speech doesn’t equal communication so I really wonder what we’re missing as he interprets things differently and is so literal, he may miss the big picture. I am thankful for a good school admin to help us make some changes for the upcoming year. It’s clear now he needs more social skills help, and we can’t risk starting a new school year without it. I am also thankful we live so close to the school and that my job/employer/supervisor allows me the flexibility I need to take their phonecalls and run over there as needed. And, I am thankful for Clairol, a haircolor I can do at home on my own schedule at a price that won’t make me compare it to how many doctor appointment co-pays or expensive child’s slip-ons I could buy with that money.  (Gotta be thankful for the little things, and be willing to laugh at where your mind can go sometimes, too.)

Every day, getting BB out the door to school is a battle. It’s not that he’s entirely uncooperative. It’s not that he’s refusing to walk away from the TV or computer like he used to. It’s that he’s so stressed about school it appears to be causing anxiety that’s manifesting in tummy aches and other physical issues. It’s hard to explain, but you autism parents will get it: he will get so upset about something, to him, he feels like a tummy ache but it may be tension. Or, it may outright be a tummy ache because he’s so upset about something that it really is making him sick.

When I left him at school yesterday morning, I again left him at the picnic table. Alone. I hate it. I’m so tired of leaving my sweet, funny little guy alone in a sea of children. They walk past him and he tries to play but they run off. Or he calls to one of them and the child(ren) ignore him. He’ll get a couple “hi” or “hello”-s when hanging up his backpack, but if my son responds (obviously, an issue we need to deal with) they still aren’t the ones wanting to play with him. I’m glad for those kids but I want him to have someone that says “Yay, xx is here! Let’s play!” Don’t we all want that when we go to work or anywhere on a regular basis? I tried a different tack and told him that those kids that didn’t want to play with him were missing out. “You’re a fun kid!” “Mom, only to adults am I fun.” What do you say to that?? He’s right, adults love him, but adults aren’t in second grade.

As I sat with him at the table, he told me he was tired of getting picked on. My hair stood on end. Picked on? Was it finally happening? I’d worried about this for a long time, someone teasing him for something he can’t control. Kids tease, and I expect this, and he’ll have to learn, but to tease him for a physical thing — a tic, a stim — just shouldn’t happen in second grade, yet it is. And by a surprising child, one who earlier in the year seemed to be an ally who understood him. So much for that. Apparently she sees him make a face, mimics it, and they laugh. He went on to tell me how he’s tired of other kids not including him, and this one girl talking about him. (“But, she made a mistake she doesn’t know about. She tells xx and he tells me what she says!”) It’s time for a change. I can no longer leave him unhappy, wondering, hoping that his day gets better and that he doesn’t stress himself into a tummy ache.

On Monday, the phone rang from school. He’d hit his head on the table but we’d told him to make the whole day at school without a nurse visit, and he of course took it so literally, he thought he’d be in trouble. Poor little guy, of course you go if you’ve got a boo-boo. Tuesday, the phone rang. Twice to the office for a tummy ache. Once he talked about it, he went back to class. I already have a mail from the school about excessive absences, but what do you do? How do I fix this? If he’s sick, he needs to come home. If something there is making him sick, they need to resolve it. So now we work together to find out why, and hope the rest of the year goes quickly.

And on other fronts — his appetite has increased so he’s eating bigger, fuller meals. He’s easily upset by things, and you just never know where a conversation will go. Will he blow up? Yell at me? Not want to talk to me for half an hour (or more) because I asked him to stop picking at the dry skin from his lip licking? At therapy last night, he had to be pried off me, and then wouldn’t come out from under the table. He refused to cooperate and had what was probably his worst night there in 15 months. Yet, when we got home, after the bath that I practically had to hogtie him to take (he goes into this non-listening mode where he completely ignores us and it’s really convincing), he pulled out “Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules” and read out loud for a while. And read good! What an ability to sound out words he doesn’t know, which aren’t many, and to hear him laugh at a book….ahhh, not much better than hearing your child spontaneously laugh.

So things aren’t all bad, but what’s causing the regression? The stress from school? Just going through a phase? We see the neuro next week to have the MRI and bloodwork discussed. I want to talk about the anxiety then, too, see if he has any ideas. We’ll work with the school, and continue to talk to ds. It’s so difficult when things seem to be in one of ‘those’ phases.

If you haven’t seen it already, try to find a transcript or clip from Larry King Live on Friday night, with Jenny McCarthy, Jim Carrey, and Dr. Jerry Kartzinel. Oh, and Dr. Bernardine  Healy, the voice of reason who understands that we parents need to be heard, that biomedical treatments shouldn’t be ignored, and that vaccines may be one of several toxins in our world that are contributing to this huge increase in the number of children with autism spectrum disorder. Leave your opinions or biases behind as you watch, and listen to the numbers. It makes sense.

Gotta run. He just woke up and I need to go give him a cuddle snuggle…something about his eye hurting….

Tomorrow’s Barnacle Boy’s MRI appointment. We’ve done the social story, we’ve talked about how he’ll be at school late, and we’ve burned the CD for him to listen to during. I think we’re set, except for the one thing I can’t plan for or prevent: a meltdown.

The last couple of weeks, bb’s been having a lot of ‘short fuse’ moments. Out of nowhere, he blows up, usually over pretty small things. No clue when it’s going to happen, it just does. In addition to the verbal assault, his weapon of choice is a swift sharp kick to the shin. Ouch.

I have no idea what’s causing it. Meds not strong enough since he’s had a weight gain? Aggressive phase? Not feeling well?

Right now, I’m leaning towards not feeling well, though we have no real idea as to why he doesn’t feel well. He’s getting the headaches still, but they’re not 24/7. Residual feeling from headaches?

I picked him up early from school (again) yesterday. Fever of 101.7, though my thermometer here at home showed 98.7.  Looks like I may need to consider a new thermometer while we’re at it. He went to the nurse a few times again today, no fever but not feeling well. He’s going to take a pain reliever and see if he can make it the rest of the day. The message we’re trying to send is that coming home from school is only for when you really don’t feel good. None of us think he’s faking, at this point; you can see his eyes seem not quite right, and we can tell he’s not feeling well when he says he has a headache, but he also is not the best at communicating his physical feelings.

So what now? We’ve tried to get him to explain his feelings to us, but we get a lot of “I just want to be left alone.” We can’t read his mind, and that apparently irks him. (It irks me, too, but I can’t let him know.) He says he feels his friends are ignoring him. He says that we don’t let him do the things he wants to do. He says a lot of things, but where are we, really?

I’ll be glad when tomorrow’s MRI is over. The doctor can then read the results of everything (bloodwork, too) and see if there’s any physical reason. Then we’re looking at how to treat the headaches/migraines.

Meanwhile, I wore my Green Our Vaccines t-shirt yesterday. What better opportunity than St. Patrick’s day, for a non-green/non-Irish person? I’m still reading, with interest, the back-and-forth between everyone on vaccines, and I still believe that we need to re-do our vaccine schedule along with removing the garbage in them. Did you know they pulled mercury from dog vaccines because it’s a neurotoxin? Apparently dogs are more important than kids, pregnant people, and the elderly who are supposed to get the flu shot. Who knew.

I’ll update after the MRI. I’m coming back to work right after, so it won’t be an immediate update…I’ve been so bad at updating anything lately, this is nothing different. We are going camping this weekend, and bb’s really looking forward to it. Being outdoors seems to really help him, though there’s always arguments because he feels other kids leave him out. What’s new.

Wow, has it hit the fan this week! I can’t think of a more politically correct way to say it that wouldn’t make me censor my own blog. Jenny McCarthy’s hitting a nerve, and as we all know, words are like peroxide — you can pour it all over your body, but it will only sting where there’s an open wound. You can call me fatty or smelly or stupid, but it’ll only bother me if I am fat, if I smell, or if I am indeed stupid. So when Jenny is out there saying that we want safer vaccines and people are getting mad, I have to wonder, why?

Safe vaccines. There, I said it. It’s really simple. There’s no ‘anti-‘ in that — there’s simply the word safe. Why is that so hard to understand? Why fight it?

Let’s make up a scenario. We have a baby, we begin injecting it with toxins (such as aluminium over 10x the recommended safe amount for a newborn) in the first few days after birth, and proceed to give it another 30 or so vaccines by the age of two. We don’t do any tests to see if the child’s got a weakened immune system and could get sick from any ingredients in the vaccines, we just figure we’ll prevent our child from measles, mumps, chicken pox, etc. Our doctor says it could happen, so it must be true! Then a couple of years later, we wonder why our child’s losing speech, constantly having rashes or diarrhea, and is banging his head on the floor while pulling out his eyelashes and screaming when you move his line of toys or screeching when you turn on your overhead fluorescent light. Oh, wait, that’s not a scenario, that’s real. Let me do the fake scenario.

So here goes, the futuristic scenario: people open their eyes and realize that even if there really is not 100% guarantee that autism is caused by vaccines, having safer vaccines can’t hurt. Formaldehyde, ether, aluminum, thimerasol, and aborted fetal tissue is removed from the vaccines and, sit down, the VACCINES STILL WORK.  These vaccines continue to decrease the risk their child will get a fever from chicken pox or itchy from the measles, and decrease the risk that polio will return. One thing that may happen is that the insurance companies or the parent may pay more of a co-pay towards the vaccine. Or, here’s the shocker, major pharmaceutical companies, one of the most profitable yet protected (immune, ironically, if you’ll pardon the pun) industries in the world, may make a few dollars less. But the big change? The risks related to these vaccines — the numbers printed on the inserts of vaccines, that every parent should be reading already — will decrease. Less children will be suffering seizures, swelling, infections, dying. Pretty significant, wouldn’t you think?

Those of us who are “Jenny Followers” do so proudly. She’s saying what we’ve wanted to say for years but we just aren’t celebrity enough to get the attention. She’s spent weeks with doctors and renowned scientists learning facts about vaccines, illnesses, autism, diet, nutrition, etc. She’s simply the messenger. (In fact, I’d venture to say that Amanda Peet, the “other” side of the current argumental coin, is just a messenger, too…but she volunteered for the role, whereas Jenny was thrust into it by her son’s autism. Jenny’s lived the life, Amanda’s learning it secondhand. Jenny’s been doing it for a while, Amanda’s brand new. So before I hear another person spout off “why are you listening to Jenny?” I want to know why they’re listening to Amanda Peet? She knows about as much about vaccines as any first time mother of a baby. Big deal.) I don’t care if Jenny was a nude juggler in a Martian circus act and speaks in gibberish. If she can get a point across, great. Pretty narrow-minded to think people are only worth listening to if they’ve got a medical degree.

Even if you don’t feel autism is related to vaccines, I honestly don’t care. I’m already neck-deep in autism and its side-effects, so I don’t expect you to understand. I’ve got friends that can’t even find two minutes to ask me how my son is doing, so I can live with a stranger who has a different opinion. But think about it, really think about it. If vaccines can be made without toxins, and the diseases are still prevented, WHY NOT? We want vaccines — we just want our child or your future child or grandchild or Godchild or friend’s child or niece or nephew to just not be the acceptable collateral damage that there are so many of today.

And essentially, that’s what my son is when you look at numbers and say “my son’s not autistic, and he was vaccinated.” Better me than you, right? Maybe my son has a weak immune system, or maybe he was genetically predisposed to autism in some other way, and maybe vaccines didn’t have anything to do with it, but why take the risk? No studies have ever been done, ever, to test the full load of all the current vaccines on small children. (Why? Who wants their child to be that guinea pig?)

Lastly, if that can be a real word for just now — don’t blame unvaccinated children for your illness. If your vaccine worked, you wouldn’t have any worries. Unvaccinated people are only at risk themselves if the vaccines really work. And truly, measles is a walk in the park compared to severe autism.

Don’t let the point of this latest issue on CNN and everywhere else be lost because you’re choosing between Jenny or Amanda or because you’re hung up on their lack of credentials or scientific proof. We all know formaldehyde, ether, aluminum, and other things aren’t in food or any other thing around your body (or your dog’s) because it’s not safe. So why does it belong in a vaccine? It doesn’t. Safe vaccines with a safe schedule harms NO ONE. That’s the point. Safe vaccines. If you remember nothing else in this fiasco, remember those two words: safe vaccines. That’s all we want.

I read a lot about vaccines and autism. It’s unavoidable anymore. Because it’s my job as a mom of a child with autism to stay on top of research, trends in autism, autism politics and the autism community. (It’s not a choice in my eyes; everyone can do what I do, it’s a matter of priority.) I have my feelings on vaccines, and that is plainly that there are too many parents out there who have seen their child literally change within hours of receiving a vaccine. People can say that correlation isn’t causation or that there’s no ‘proof,’ (though reading about Simpsonwood or RFK Jr’s Rolling Stone article might really be an eye opening experience….though I’m sure there’s some ‘proof’ or excuse as to why that won’t count) but the thousands upon thousands of parents who see change has to count for something. (And why go to the expense/time/effort to make pharmaceutical companies immune from lawsuits due to vaccine injuries? Any other industry protected from lawsuits for a product they manufacture, much less a ‘mandatory’ product?)

But, to get to my point. There is a contingency out there who is anti-vaccine, and probably won’t get them no matter how safe they’re made or what changes occur in their ingredients/schedule. And many of them will do so for reasons entirely unrelated to autism. The rest of us are pretty much pro-vaccine — we just want safe vaccines. That means safer ingredients — and we’re not talking necessarily about the ingredients that prevent whooping cough, polio, etc., but the other ingredients, the things that can easily be changed. It makes no sense that there’s opposition to removing aluminum, formaldehyde, and other nasties from vaccines if it won’t decrease the efficacy. (Oh, that’s right, money!) Instead, people would rather focus on calling us names and trying to argue our point than actually looking at the ingredients and looking at ways to appease both sides of the vaccine controversy. We also want to break up the schedule a bit so our children’s bodies and immune systems aren’t expected to handle so much at once. There are ways to do this, and the fact it’s being so hotly argued should make people wonder. It’s an easy request, why not consider it?

In my reading, I see where a lot of people write about us as though we’re some small fringe group of people providing misinformation. Fact is, there are such vast amounts of people who are behind this, it’s not going to just go away. And if misleading information is a concern, there should be equal concern about why the real facts about vaccine side effects aren’t more readily available — bigger print, not buried in medical jargon, or not omitted from commercials. The Gardasil vaccine in particular comes to mind. Oh, and that ‘necessary’ flu shot that still contains thimerasol.

And now Amanda Peet has jumped into the fray. Why? She’s just like any other parent who chooses to vaccinate, except she’s got some celebrity status and is using it to tell us to ignore celebrities. So what do people do? Listen to her? What a paradox, so hypocritical yet really clever! It’s amazing that, like other celebrities who speak up with absolutely no experience about what they speak, suddenly they are experts who attempt tell us what to do…when their real career is in pretending to be someone. Hmmmmmm. Too bad when she says to listen to doctors that those shows that air her ridiculous commentary don’t name some other reknown doctors who believe that vaccines need to be changed, that toxins in our environment contribute to autism, and that the “1 in 10,000” children at risk for side-effects or whatever is simply too much. 

One thing to consider is that those who speak out so adamantly in favor of vaccines, many of them are heavily involved with the vaccine industry, so if conflict of interest is a concern, look in that direction. If I’m selling a product, of course I’m going to try and make it sound good or it’ll affect my bank balance. (And those of us who want safer vaccines get nothing from it other than safer vaccines, so it’s important to keep in mind the motivation.) Some people who hang out with the celebrities or doctors who encourage vaccines as they stand today have close relationships with the pharmaceutical people. Check it out, it’s rather surprising.

In the end, safer vaccines aren’t going to help our kids that already have autism. For some reason, that fact is frequently overlooked. We want our grandchildren’s generation to experience only decreasing cases of autism. We want babies soon to come to be protected against deadly diseases but not to also have to deal with learning disabilities, autism, seizures, or whatever else can happen from too much garbage injected into small undeveloped bodies.

If vaccines work, unvaccinated people aren’t going to hurt the vaccinated at all. Another important thing to remember. This “herd immunity” thing is thrown around like some big league word when in reality, following along with the herd means doing what everyone else does. No, thanks.


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