When I was little I was given my immunizations. Well, at least the infant ones. My siblings eight-ten years later, however, did not get theirs. I remember when my brother and sister came to live with me that was one of the things I had done. There was a lot of changes for them. We were orphans. They chose to live with me, their big sister who was big as a houseboat with her first pregnancy. Yes me I was giant. Actually, I just felt like I was giant even at eight months I looked maybe six or seven months along when I was actually nine months.
I knew that my parents had joined into the belief that we didn’t need all our immunizations. Maybe it was due to the scare tactics some use blaming unfortunate gene pool or DNA problems that cause defects physical or mental. Or maybe they just didn’t believe in the need for being immunized. Maybe because we rarely went into the general population. Maybe because the belief is that you trust in God and what happens is his will. Whatever the reason they didn’t get them and I had an unbiased fear of having my children be immunized. Really it made no sense. Our family had witnessed first hand what some of these illnesses can do. My uncle had mumps as a child and due to that terrible fever, he was sterile never able to have children.
I got my siblings immunized and enrolled in school. I immunized my children but missed a couple because I bought into the fear. I had read the article how during the 70’s many Europeans decided against immunization and as a result, a terrible Polio outbreak occurred. I still let my fear stand in the way without ever actually researching anything. Social media would on occasion have field days spouting fear and scare tactic information without ever having legitimate documentation.
Recently there was an outbreak in our community and neighboring towns of Meningitis. I was unsure if I should have my children vaccinated. A couple of youth died as a result and more were hospitalized. Clinics were held to immunize those that needed it. I didn’t want my children to get sick and die. They had been in contact with those that had been exposed, most likely to the one that passed away. So I finally did research. I went onto the gov’t website for information. I googled and read other articles. Noticed the difference between the ones that talked without real links or information to back up their claims opposed to the ones that did.
I chose to immunize my children. I was grateful that I had that choice. I know some countries are opposed. Their religion opposes it. The funding isn’t there. The education isn’t there. I am grateful to live where I have the choice. Where I can learn and make the decision. I can only imagine how Immigrants feel when they come to Canada and have the choice. So they don’t have to see their children suffer from Polio, potential die from Meningitis, become sterile or deformed from other diseases easily avoided by a couple immunizations. I am grateful like many Canadians to have the choice and the information to help make that choice.