This is the part of our story that I don't want to write. This is the part of our story that I wish never happened. This is the part of our story that changed everything.
On August 30th, 2019, my son received the polio vaccine and on September 10th, he received the MMR and varicella vaccines. For those who don't know, the MMR vaccine is supposed to prevent measles, mumps and rubella and the varicella vaccine, chicken pox.
Dictated to me, by our radical government, I complied.
A week after the MMR and varicella, my son had a fever, no cough, no sore throat, his sisters or classmates weren't sick. I thought, maybe it was an ear infection. I brought him to the nurse practitioner at our doctors office, no ear infection, supposedly just a virus.
Well, the fever, up to 102, wouldn't stay down. 5 days of 24 hr tylenol/ibuprofen kept his temperature at 99. For 5 days, my son laid on the couch, lifeless. He had no appetite, excruciating headaches and red glossy eyes. He missed days of school. When his fever finally broke, he went to school. The school nurse called and said he had a bloody nose that she could not control, by the time I got to the school, it stopped.
The next day, my son was just tired, I was hopeful this was all over. I was wrong.
The following night, he woke up at 2am screaming and crying, "my leg hurts mommy, aren't you going to do something?!". As he was screaming out in pain, I massaged his leg (which has helped in the past when he had "growing pains"). This time, it gave him no relief. His father and sisters were woken by his wailing. He was in extreme pain, screaming, crying and incoherent. I was about to take him to the ER when I was finally able to get him to swallow tylenol. He then fell asleep. That is when I knew, without any doubt that my son would never receive those vaccines again.
Well if that wasn't bad enough, don't worry, our story doesn't end there.