Vaccination: A Mother's Journey
This is my journey….
I can’t say I believed in vaccination. I knew nothing about it, but
had it done anyway. It’s what you do, right? You do
what doctors and baby health clinics tell you and what your parents and the
media advise you to do. Well I did it, without so much as a question or thought
into it. Within moments of my son receiving his immunisations he was screaming.
This continued for most of the day and when he wasn’t screaming he was crying.
This was unusual as he was a very happy, placid baby, who was already rolling
over at 8 weeks and gooing and gahing at the first sight of his mother. The doctor
told me his reactions were ’normal’ and he’d be OK in a couple of days.
After the first day he had almost recovered
with only some irritability and restlessness noticeable. As the weeks passed he
continued to reach milestones and all appeared Ok.
At 4 months of age I dutifully took him for his
next round of vaccinations. This time he screamed louder and I could not
console him at all. I would breastfeed him, only to have him projectile vomit
it back up and still the screaming continued. He had never before vomited at
all, ever. After he had vomited 2 feeds I called the doctor and told her what
was happening and she said to stop breastfeeding and give him juice only. He
kept some of it down but still vomited often.
The next day I called the doctor and told her I
think the vaccines have done this and she told me ’ no, it’s just a
coincidence’ but to bring him back in, which I did. She referred me to a
specialist. While waiting for the specialist appointment in a few days, my baby
boy started doing strange things. He started arching his back and crying out in
pain. He was as stiff as a board. His eyes would roll into the back of his
head. He didn’t have a temperature. He had also started shuddering but he
wasn’t cold. (I later learnt from the doctor these were convulsions and
seizures). The vomiting continued and I was convinced to give up breastfeeding
by the clinic sister. He vomited up the formula also. I was getting very
scared.
We went to the specialist appointment and he
took some blood for tests and then we had to wait. His symptoms continued and
after several days word came from the specialist that the tests showed he was
allergic to wheat. I stopped giving him the cereal I had started him on weeks
before, but none of the symptoms went away. (when I thought about it later, it
was actually rice cereal anyway)
I decided to move to a large city to get more
help. Once I saw a doctor there he was immediately admitted to hospital for a
battery of test – many of which were conducted under anaesthetic, which of
course required my signature to say I have been notified that my baby could die
while under. I had not been advised of this, but I signed it not knowing all
the medical jargon as I needed to get my baby well again and trusted they knew
what they were doing.
By this time my dear little son had lost a lot
of weight and nothing I was doing (under advice from doctors and baby health
clinics) was working.
After months of tests in the hospital (he
stayed there) we were summoned in to an office to be told that they ’didn’t
know why my baby was deteriorating, but they estimate he will pass away within
a couple of months’.
Soon after I took my baby home to die.
It was an interesting time. You don’t notice
things have changed that much when you are with someone everyday. I would go
shopping and people would not look at my baby, but rather look the other way. I
remember going into the butcher and ordering what I wanted. The butcher refused
to take my money as his eyes were transfixed on my son. I didn’t understand any
of this. Just people behaving strangely I thought. I didn’t realise how sick he
looked – much like the starving babies on T.V. we are now used to seeing in
African countries.
My dear little boy was no longer rolling over,
gooing or gahing, in fact he wasn’t doing anything anymore. He was now over one
year of age and had not progressed past 4 months of age, when he had his last
immunisations. He had in fact regressed to a newborn state, although now he was
the length of a toddler. I carried him around in a sling close to my heart and
waited for the day he would leave me forever.
When blood started coming from his mouth and I
was not getting much sleep at all so I could watch over him, he was admitted to
hospital again. He passed away a few weeks later. Vaccination killed him, I
have no doubt. If he crawled under the sink and drank the same poisonous
concoction of heavy metals, formaldehyde, foreign proteins, multiple viruses
and a host of other toxins, the emergency room would have called it poisoning.
Because it was injected into his body, it’s called ’a coincidence’! Funny about
that, and I have since met many parents with similar stories.
A few years passed and I went on to have
another child. This time
I was not going to be complacent. I had over
the years researched the vaccination issue at length. I read the product
inserts and found the reactions all printed there so my suspicions were
confirmed by the drug company (the makers of the product) even if not by the
doctors.
I had been lied to and my concerns about his
immunisations were never followed up in any way. They were met with denials and
due to my blind faith in the medical profession I didn’t question.
I have since gone on to read hundreds of books,
some written by very courageous doctors who have bothered to investigate this
issue thoroughly, read medical journals and also watched some DVD’s done by
doctors all to warn parents about the dangers of vaccination.
I have 3 healthy, totally unvaccinated
children, who have never had a childhood disease. Unlike their vaccinated
friends who have often succumb to the diseases they have been vaccinated
against. I kept these children fit and well using what is provided by nature –
natural foods, clean water,
sunshine, clean air, exercise, adequate sleep
and a loving and nurturing environment.
A few simple facts for people to check out:
1. Japan stopped vaccinating young babies and
their SIDs rate plummeted to near none. SIDS in Australia mostly happens at 2,
4 and 6 months – a coincidence – I think not, some will definitely be
vaccination deaths!
2. The U.S.A. has paid out billions in
compensation for vaccine injury. Why do doctors here deny it is happening – are
they scared of being sued?
3. There is absolutely NO SCIENTIFIC PROOF a
raised antibody level equals immunity. Apparently doctors want scientific proof
of reactions, yet there is no scientific proof a raised antibody level gives
immunity. There is proof it does not, when most of the cases of whooping cough
are in the vaccinated as they are for this current epidemic.
It saddens me to know there are thousands of
babies out there being damaged, disabled or lost every year and they have no
voice to stand up against the powerful drug companies and, what is now an
industry, and scarcely a profession – medicine.
I suggest you all look up the definition of
safe and effective. You will soon learn it does not say what doctors and drug
companies would have us believe. While we have a system when vaccine side
effects are denied and played down and the risk of the disease is exaggerated
we will never really know the true risk / benefit ratio. But remember, the risk
was 100% when damage happens to your child!
There is so much information out there now from
people who do not have a vested interest in vaccinations – I suggest you look
into it thoroughly and put your fears to one side.
Education conquers fear.
If my son’s purpose on this earth was to teach
me to be a better, more responsible parent, he succeeded. Had he not lived and
died, I would possibly still be the complacent parent I was when I took him to
be immunised. For that, I, and his brothers and sister are forever in his debt.
Maybe one day, I’ll get to thank him. In the meantime I wonder what he would be
like today. When I was placing a 21st key around his headstone I could only be
sorry I wasn’t placing it around his neck.
My unvaccinated children are alive and well and
my vaccinated child is dead! That’s what I know and live with every day.
Yours in health and wellbeing,
Stephanie Messenger
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