The Sound of Vaccine Injury
May I call you Jimmy? I feel like I know you, having invited you into my home so many times. Laughing with you. Crying with you when your Uncle Frank died. Reveling in your numerous guest appearances on The Howard Stern Show. Loving the updates from the fabulous parties you throw for him and Beth. I'm a fan, Jimmy. You make me laugh and Lord knows I need to laugh. So.... about this foray into vaccination politics. Can I just ask, "WTF?"
I know you have a beautiful baby daughter named Jane. (Love the name, so much better than Kumquat or Des Moines.)
I also know you have grown children by a previous marriage. (We "anti-vaxxers" don't just use the Google to find "myths and debunked lies" about healthcare, you know.)
Your first set of kids were fortunate to have missed the autism juggernaut that was churning forward when they were young, heck, when my girls were young. The rate was increasing each year from 1 in 5000, to 1 in 500, 1 in 250, 1 in 188, 1 in 150, 1 in 88 and onward. I'm sure you count your blessings. Every parent does.
Baby Jane is probably sleeping through the night now. Isn't sleep the greatest freaking gift ever? I mean it - sleep deprivation is a form of torture for a reason! All that infant crying has probably started to subside a bit - giving you and your wife Molly a chance rejuvenate after a hard day of writing comedy to make people like me, people who have a tough slog every day, laugh.
The sound of a baby's cry will never be a memory for my husband and me. The first sign of vaccine injury in my 18 year old daughter (that's she in the photo above, her birth to the right) was a shrill cry that set in hours after her birth dose of Hepatitis B vaccine. That vaccine had 12.5 mcg of mercury - far more than a 6 pound infant girl could handle. I have the piece of paper I signed from Doylestown Hospital authorizing that shot - I never questioned vaccination. I never got informed consent either.
If baby Jane received a birth dose of Hep B, you can thank Lyn Redwood of Safeminds for the fact that Hep B no longer contains the full dose of the mercury-based preservative called Thimerosal. You see, Lyn, a nurse, watched her son decline into autism from vaccine injury, started asking questions, counted the mcg of mercury on the vaccine schedule and informed YOUR government that there were hundreds of mcg of mercury being injected into American infants in the early 1990s. If you can imagine, NO ONE at PHARMA OR CDC or AAP BOTHERED TO COUNT the cumulative dose of mercury. Kookamonga, right? I know! And in 1999, without a recall, since that would imply liability and wrong doing and we all know vaccines are made from fairy pee and unicorn farts, pharma started to produce "mercury free" vaccines, while selling the full mercury dose vaccines at the same time.
Back to my kid.
Miss G as I call her, came home from the hospital unable to nurse without biting me to a bloody pulp after 24 hours of perfect latching. And she developed a high keening wail that sounded like the banshees themselves in the midnight forest. There's a study that explains what the birth dose of Hep B did to baby primates. It destroyed their ability to suckle, shot oral motor planning to smithereens and brain injured them.
I did not sleep.
18 years later, I still do not sleep.
Below is a 2 minute file of Miss G crying yesterday - because of another snow delay here in Connecticut. She has autism - and while she can speak pretty well by full autism standards, her anxiety and overwhelming need for routine (shattered by yet another storm) launch her back to an infant/toddler screaming tantrum stage on a regular basis.
Put this on a loop. Listen for 18 years. Let me know when you stop laughing. Taunting. And please, pray your baby Jane never suffers a vaccine injury. I will too. I wouldn't wish what has happened to my daughter and so many of us on a dog. Not on a dirty lowdown dog. We "anti-vaxxers" don't roll that way. We don't wish ill on other people's children. Because we know the agony.
You have vaccine rights as her Dad. Molly has rights as her Mom. There are bills that threaten to take away your right to make healthcare choices for your daughter. Today it's vaccination. Tomorrow? Thanks.
Yours in health,
Kim Stagliano is Managing Editor of Age of Autism. Her new novel, House of Cards; A Kat Cavicchio romantic suspense is available from Amazon in all e-formats now. Her memoir, All I Can Handle I'm No Mother Teresa is available in hardcover, paperback and e-book. Look for 101 Tips for Parents Raising Girls with Autism this Spring, written by Tony Lyons, with contributions by Kim.