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Reconsidering The Gardasil Shot

Ok, so the first comments I have ever received from posting my blog post on twitter were angry ones. But to be honest with you, I was so excited to actually get a comment, I was ecstatic!

Then I read these ‘said’ comments that were posted on my blog. Even more frantic comments came through on my twitter.  They are from hurt/devastated/angry mothers whose child has taken the Gardasil shot, had a bad reaction and consequently,  have died.  Good grief.  At first I thought to myself: Don’t we all take risks when we do anything?  I mean seriously, people die from bad reactions to Tylenol for Heavens sakes.  Is it just a fluke thing, something none of us can control?  As I sat up in my bed watching the Monday night’s The Bachelor and all those young girls make complete nerds out of themselves, I clicked through each link I had been sent from the grieving mothers.  One by one I read desperate and devastated mothers explain their stories of how their child went from happy, healthy and alive to sick, worn down with pain and sometimes dead.

I felt my stomach tighten in a knot  as I watched a girl dressed in a white brides dress skip through the Bachelors house and happily accept her rose. We all want to see our daughters happily skip along in that wedding dress, don’t we?  With so many opinions, how do we know what is right for our child? I have many, many friends that have given their child the shot and there were absolutely no side effects at all. But Then, I think of myself and what kind of mother I am.

After all, I am the mother who has never ever taken her daughter to have her ears pierced.  It’s not that I don’t like pierced ears, I love me some sassy bling.  But… You’re not stabbing my daughters ear lobe with that knife like thing.  I’ve told her all along if that’s what she wants to do, she can wait until she is 12 and her daddy can take her.  I will have no part in doing something that causes her even the slightest bit of pain.

I’m also the same mother who just the other day when her 17 year old son started showing his tail in the movie theatre and refused to answer my texts of his whereabouts, (he thinks I’m too over protective – sheesh!) I simply informed him that he had 60 seconds to return to me or I would personally go up to the manager of the movie theatre, explain that my son is most likely being mauled by a sick and perverted pedophile and could he please close down the entire movie theatre where we could go from theatre to theatre to save him from the clutches of this deranged derelict that has kidnapped him.

(Wouldn’t that the only reason he’s not answering my texts?  He’s being strangled/beaten/molested?)

Think I’m being a lil overzealous?

The kid returned to me in 53 seconds.  Not 60.

My children have good reason to fear that their single momma will follow through on her threats.  When pushed, that is.  If they forget, I can always remind them of the time they disobeyed me at Disney World’s private island Castaway Cay when they sneaked out a lil too far snorkeling.  Boy howdy doody were they surprised to hear a loud whistle blow and then their very own names called out on the giant mega phone: “Jake and Isabelle, you have gone out too far.  You’re mother is waiting for you on the beach.  Please return to your mother immediately.”  Every kid on that cruise ship watched in horror as my two children trudged through the water, their snorkel masks dragging the oceans waves and back onto the beach. The rest of their day was snorkleless.  Harsh? They broke the rules.  Period. Oh yea, my kids know the rules: don’t mess with the single momma.

So, with all this said, here is my take on the Gardasil shot:

It just isn’t worth it.  At least not to me. I can’t take the chance that my child might be the one who has the bad reaction; that maybe they wouldn’t be returned to me…ever. I think everybody has to do some real soul searching and figure out what is right for their children. This is simply what I have decided for us, my teeny tiny family of three. (Small but mighty!)  I included the links that I read through.  I think this is all of them.  If there are any more, feel free to send them to send and I will post them.

After reading those gut wrenching links, the only shot I’m considering is one like this lil guy below. 🙂

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