The Daily EO: February 5th, 2014

What felt like pinpricks for my husband, felt like plastic injection molding into my arms.  He went first – announced “Doesn’t hurt!” and easily slipped his shirt back on.  I am the other hand, had to hold firmly to the chair with other arm to avoid violently reacting to the cheery nurse stabbing my arms with her life saving medicine.

But I have this strange feeling of being protected – like getting a power up on a video game – a little glowing shield all around me.  Ha ha! Hepatitis A!  Watch me walk right through you!  I can engaged in risky behaviors – like eating food from a street cart in Costa Rica without repercussion!!  (Though I’ll admit the traveller’s diarrhea could get me  – I couldn’t stomach the $85 for a 67% reduction in chance)

From time to time I reflect on the great gift that we have been given in Canada and North America.  Few families have to watch their children die from what seemed a cold or fever at first.  Rubella, Whopping Cough, Smallpox, Polio, Measles, Mumps, Influenza – we don’t need to worry about our children (or ourselves) catching these diseases.

Or do we?  For some reason – despite the risk to society – some parents choose not to vaccinate their children.  And while this may on the surface appear to be a decision that affects only that child – it doesn’t.  It increases disease prevalence, and creates a situation where other children – who may be only 97% protected due to their vaccination – could catch something that could maim or kill them.  Suddenly – historical sounding diseases are showing up again because selfishly some families want to impugn the rights of others to impose the minority opinion on the rest of us.

Yeah, I know – I’m opinionated on this topic.  And I don’t even get a flu shot.  So you could say the same about me risking others with my flu-y self.  But seriously!  Come on!

February 5th, 2014 Extra-Ordinary:   I secretly like my smallpox vaccination scar.



The Daily EO: June 26th, 2012

A couple of days ago, I railed to my husband about something that was not politically correct.  On and on I went.   I knew I was in a safe environment and I knew if I said something that sounded biased and unsympathetic he would clarify with me.  It’s nice to talk with someone who knows you.  With whom you can explore differing points of view without causing offence.  I called my mom about the discussion to get her perspective, and after thinking and discussing all day, my opinion firmed up.

I do not think that Karen Klein should be getting money for being a sub-par bus monitor.  I think the children who tormented her, behaved badly.  I hope this is a kick in the pants to those who love these kids to intervene before the children become self-absorbed adults with no concept of considering the impacts of their actions on others.  And unfortunately, I’ve met some adults like that.  I don’t want more.

But what really pisses me off is that I didn’t share this opinion on this blog or in person or anywhere..  I was concerned about going in the face of public opinion.  Afterall, to date over $650,000 USD has been raised for her through micro-financing.  When people speak with their money, you know they actually mean it (or they are just rich and can afford to pay for “meaning”).   I didn’t think I totally understood the situation – I hadn’t even watched the entire video.  I also didn’t want to be caught up in the internet meme of the day, jumping on the bullying bandwagon so to speak.

Today, the Huffington Post published a editorial blog by Chris Kelly and he thought just like me.  Just like me!  Why the hell didn’t I say anything?

June 27th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Keeping my opinion to mostly myself.  And that is very strange indeed.