It’s Fall y’all. It’s a gloomy November day. It’s colds and flu season. To the parents who KNOWINGLY brought their kids to school, camp, after school activities practices with fevers, coughs, sore throats, nausea and vomiting….
Actually I am kidding. Why would I thank such foolish irresponsibility especially since this pretty much guarantees that your irresponsible choices will bring sickness here under the Big Top. Hurray, hurray, hurray. Thank you for being a selfish, irresponsible ass.
I know…it’s the season…it can’t be helped.
Blah, blah, blah…
I’m just going to enjoy a yummy, velvety bowl of tomato soup before I take of the first casualty of colds and flu season and stupid parents here under the Big Top.
NaPhoPoMo day 12
With no apology whatsoever, I am about to piss off a community of parents…the anti-vaxxers, and I don’t really care. Yes, of course you as the parent have the right to make an informed decision about the health and welfare of your child because you are the parent. I chose to breast feed. I chose to use cloth diapers. I chose to not circumcise. I chose to delay the start of kindergarten for two of my children and started another when she was 4 years old. All of these were decisions that my husband and I made as parents after careful thought and discussion…as parents do. And not one of these parenting decisions has affected the health and welfare of another person. Now a parent can choose to not vaccinate their children. That’s their choice. Unfortunately that choice can and often does affect the health and welfare of others around them…at their schools, playgroups, churches and random encounters with total strangers.
I’ve seen the consequences of this personal parenting choice too many times as an RN in the NICU. Nothing is more heartbreaking than watching a newborn infant fight for their life from a infectious childhood disease that can be totally preventable. It’s even more gut wrenching to be at that bedside with a grief-stricken parent who never would have imagined their thoughtful parenting choice would harm one of their own children, when they are the most vulnerable.
But now it is personal.
Fallon has Rubella, also known as German measles. She has yet to have received her MMR vaccine because at her 15 month pedi visit, she was sick so the doctor suggested to wait until her 18 month visit which would have been right about now, now when she is sick. So where in the world could she have picked up this lovely virus? Given the incubation period and the fact that we know no one in Fallon’s circle who is sick with this we track back to that dance competition in Davis where anyone could have been unknowingly coughing and sneezing and talking and spreading little Rubella viruses everywhere. Not a big deal for the majority of the people there who were likely vaccinated against Rubella or, like me, had Rubella.
Your Rubella droplets can’t hurt us!
But what about an infant or young toddler who isn’t vaccinated? Or perhaps a woman who is pregnant? What about her vulnerable unborn baby?
Looking at my sweet grand baby covered in an uncomfortable rash and thinking about Hollie’s newly pregnant friend who was unwittingly exposed, I say your argument is invalid.
With Hazel at her Baby Daddy’s for her birthday weekend, Hollie and Ben decided a surprise party to welcome her home would be a great way to celebrate her now being a five year old.
So we gathered and we waited for Hazel’s return.
A little underwhelmed, I know. In her defense, she was sick most of the weekend, which sucks. It sucks that when you are five and you are sick you can’t always be where you want to be…snuggled up with your François and Blue Blankie and your mommy as you should be when you are sick. It sucks even worse to be sick on your birthday. So Hazel seemed a little underwhelmed because all she really wanted at that very moment was her mommy.
Soon enough, she warmed up to celebrating being five because, after all, it was HER day!
and because some of her favorite people were there…
and there were presents…
lots of presents…
so many presents…
Of course there was cake…
with candles that were easily blown out…
because Hazel is the mature five year old.
This kid is so blessed, as she should be.
OMG, that beautiful baby face!
Unfortunately, it is Fallon’s turn to be sick.
The curse of a large family is that the sick germs, when they do get in, linger forever!
It’s really fun as summer approaches and your feverish body temp is ever so slightly above what the outside temperature is.
Poor baby boo!
Fallon just does not feel well…not at all.
I swear I stayed away from her while I was sick. I swear that I did.
But I have to add that there is a bonus to Fallon being sick and feverish like she is right now. The girl is not raging against the world. Not at all. Perhaps that takes too much energy.
I’m a horrible person right now because I am really liking this Fallon, aren’t I?
Oh sweet baby! Feel better!!! Mima loves you and is so sorry you are sick right now!
Title of this blog post should be sung to the tune of Twelve Days of Christmas if you choose.
On the first week of summer vacation mommy gave…
her nasty, raging, snotty cold that for her became a pretty bad sinus infection. Really I tried not to share my sickie germs with anyone. I washed my hands raw…as a NICU nurse does. I quarantined myself as much as possible yet five members of my circus act managed to get sick and were in a pretty bad way over the Memorial Day weekend. They’re blaming me…of course they are. Never mind that it seems that pretty much everyone here in my neck of the woods is suffering from the colds and flu season’s last gasp of just one more nasty virus. This, my friends, is all on me as far as my clowns are concerned.