Let me rephrase. Anyone messing with my kids, talking about my kids or harming my kids is one of the things that gets my attention pretty quickly, and not the attention that's full of my charming personality, either. Claws come out, the Bitch face goes on, and if there's a sharp object near me, there's a chance I'll grab it.
My protective Mama Bear side was triggered yesterday, and I'm not even sure if there's a damn thing I can do about it, which frustrates me even more.
Y'all have to keep in mind that I'm a tree hugging hippie at heart. I allowed my kids to get their initial vaccines when they were born, but have fought tooth and nail against them since then. I won, until they both started school. Then I had to bow down and let them get the basic vaccines, the ones required for school, but declined all of the optional ones.
I don't like vaccines, sorry. I've done my research about them, and am not a big fan of my kids getting injected with diseases to stop diseases that aren't even around anymore. There's no telling what the long term affects of these vaccines are, either, especially these new ones that keep coming up. What if I'm allowing someone to inject something into my kid that 30 years down the road makes them sterile and I don't get grandbabies? Yeah, I'm the mom that worries about that crap.
Out of all of the shots that have been offered to my kids over the years (keep in mind we are military, so we get offered them right and left, sometimes before the general public), I have been adamant about declining 2 of them: the chicken pox vaccine, and the flu shot. Why? Because kids get chicken pox, it's what they do. I had chicken pox when I was 4 or 5, and then had a second outbreak at 13. I didn't die, I didn't suffer
greatly. I had to wear oven mitts on my hands for a few days, got showered with gifts and got to lay on the couch and watch TV all day while my parents waited on me hand and foot. It's like a rite of passage for kids. Same with the flu. Yes, you feel like ass for a few days, yes you run a fever and more than likely will be hurling up everything you attempt to eat, but it's the flu for crying out loud. Every time Hubby gets the flu shot (and he's required to), he gets the freaking flu for a week. So what's the point of the damn vaccine?
Go ahead, blast me in the comments below, I've heard it all before. 'Don't you want your kids to suffer as little as possible?' It's the flu, not the Zombie Virus. They'll make it through just fine. Hell, The Ginger even had H1N1 (Swine Flu) when it came around. I waited on him hand and foot, and yes, we had a scare or two with it because of dehydration. Would I have taken that away from him if I could have? Of course I would, I'm his mother. But if genetics play any role at all, if my kids get the flu shot, they'll just get the flu. 'Don't you want to protect your kids?' Yep, I sure do. I will protect them from pedophiles, bullies, things that go bump in the night, zombies, themselves, and each other, but I do not want them injected with a disease to prevent a disease, when the long term affects are unknown. If it means them getting the flu in the immediate future, then that's fine, because I've protected their lives down the road.
So what does all of this have to do with my Mama Bear side getting activated yesterday? Well, we picked up a copy of The Girl's shot records from the clinic on base, and there it was... She received the chicken pox vaccine in 2003 and a booster in 2009. My blood immediately started to boil. Every time I have gone in for shots with my kids, I have specifically asked what shots they were being given and why, and each time the chicken pox vaccine or the flu shot was mentioned, I have told the immunization tech that my children were not to receive either of them. Here it was, in a code that I didn't understand (it was thanks to the letter from the school board, which gave the name to the chicken pox vaccine and its abbreviation that I made the connection), that my daughter had been given not 1 but 2 shots without my consent. I immediately grabbed The Ginger's shot records, and there it was on his in 2005 and a booster in 2009: the chicken pox vaccine.
Words honestly can't describe how I felt when I saw that. Not only was I not told that my children were receiving these vaccinations, they were done against specific directions from me. I understand it's just a vaccine, a vaccine that hundreds of thousands of kids are given, a vaccine that is aimed at protecting my children, but it's a vaccine that I didn't authorize my children to have, and was given against my wishes as a parent. You can think I'm overreacting all you want, but I feel that my children have been violated, by the US government nonetheless.
I said in the beginning that I wasn't sure there was a damn thing I could do about it, and that's true. For one, the administering technician's initials are missing from both of the original vaccination records; there are tech's initials next to the boosters, but I can't fault them- they didn't do it in the first place. I'm sure if I were to report this they could dig and find out who the administering techs were, but that was 9 and 7 years ago; chances are that airman is long gone in civilian life right now. For two, the damage is done. It's not like I can have them extract the chicken pox vaccine from my children, though I would love to videotape that reaction at the clinic, "Excuse me, is it possible for you all to suck this vaccination out of my kids, please? We didn't want it, so if you could remove it, that would be great..."
So at the moment, I'm stuck in this state of being pissed off that the government did something without my consent, to my children- which is a huge no-no, and not being able to do anything about it except accept it and move on. I don't like 'accept it and move on'. It makes me feel like I don't have control of things. A mother should always have control of things when it comes to her kids, especially when my kids are only 10 and 7 (were only 1 at the time the vaccines were administered to them). I want to say something to someone. Let them know that I'm not happy, that I did not authorize those vaccines, get it on record just in case something happens in the future. I can't prove that I didn't want my kids to have these vaccines, though. I always just expressed it at the time of vaccinations. I never put anything in writing to be carried in my kids' files. The thought has even crossed my mind that my kids haven't actually had these vaccines, that they went in to have them, the tech inputted them into their chart in the computer, but when I told the techs I didn't authorize them, they didn't administer the vaccines but didn't remove that from their charts. When I mentioned that possibility to Hubby, he completely agreed that there is a distinct possibility that happened. Just because a person is military doesn't mean they aren't lazy and don't feel like doing paperwork (or undoing paperwork in this case). It happens more than y'all think.
Despite being pissed as hell, I can't help the silver-lining side of my personality, which is screaming that everything happens for a reason, so I need to just relax. The kids are vaccinated against chicken pox, which means they can't kill their father (Hubby's never had chicken pox, so if he were to get it now, at his age, it could kill him), so that's a good thing. And of course, the 'adult' side of me tells me to leave it be, because you have to pick and choose your battles, and this is one battle that is pretty useless to fight. Bitching about it just makes me that mom that bitches about stuff that can't be changed, and I don't want to be that mom. Plus, now we didn't have any glitches with enrolling the kids in school. That's one less headache.
One thing's for sure- from now on I'm attacking things as they happen. The next time the docs tell me my kids have to have vaccinations, I'm breathing down the immunization tech's neck, asking a million questions, and getting all up in their business. If something is going on that I don't like, I will remove my kids immediately before the damage can be done. If that means putting something in writing to be put in my kids' medical files, sobeit. I'm not standing by anymore while other people make decisions for my children, especially when that decision hasn't fully been tested in labs and could be the shot that starts the zombie apocalypse.
Hahaha, laugh at it now, but
Honestly, while I'm much more calm now about the whole situation, I'm still thinking of doing something about this, to at least let the base know what's happened. I'll continue to weigh the options and see if it's worth it, but I do have that huge part of me that can't be quiet about something that bothers me so much. I'm extremely thankful for my blog when something like this comes up- it's a great outlet for me to at least get my thoughts out, organized, filter through it all, and get opinions on it.
We'll see how it goes, but as always, let me know what you think below!