Baby boy got his second set of shots yesterday. We’re giving him all of his vaccines, just spreading them out some. The Dr. Sears alterative schedule. My doctor was all, “Hey, we have combo shots, so it’s less shots over time.” But it’s still a lot of medicine at once in that tiny little body.
My train of thought on this is twofold: Obviously he needs his vaccines. I’m a pretty strong believer in modern medicine and I don’t think vaccines are part of a grand conspiracy to give all the kids autism or secretly inject them with nanytes to create the next super soldiers. I also really trust his doctor (she’s the one who found my aneurysm).
BUT, I’m still scared. I’m scared I’m wrong about the autism thing and I’m scared that all those injections will overload his little system and do something wonky. Doing it on the alt. schedule, it’s more visits and more days with shots, but it’s less all at once. I hate how much pain he’s in when he gets the shots and I hate seeing him get feverish and achy when its over. So part of me wants to do it like everyone else and have less days with pain. Even though it’s more medicine. But the part of me that’s scared is stronger. That makes me feel selfish, that I’m hurting the baby more this way. The mother guilt? It’s stronger than any guilt ever.
It’s not the same as when you and I got jabbed. Not at all. Back in the 80s, we received eight doses of three vaccines, no more than 2 on the same day. Now, it’s more than FIFTY of 12 vaccines, with 5 or 6 in a day* Is it crazy to think that this might be too much?
I know so many children, most children actually, are just fine on the regular schedule. And it’s ridiculous to think I know better than my amazing doctor because I read a book. The last doctor’s visit, she convinced me to do the combo shots, and against every bone in my worrying body, I relented. She came back five minutes later to say they had run out of the combo shot. Probably coincidence, but in my head I thought it might have been some kind of divine intervention telling me I was doing the right thing by spreading them out.
Anyway, he came home and fussed and cried for two solid hours. I tried every soothing technique I knew. I finally gave him some Tylenol (sigh.) and he fell asleep for a long, long nap. Poor baby. Some people say Tylenol is bad because he’s supposed to get a little feverish, since fever is the body’s way of building resistance. I don’t know. It’s all so heavy, you know?
*Taken almost verbatim from The Vaccine Book: Making the Right Decision for Your Child (Sears Parenting Library) If you want to read more about the alt. vaccination schedule without buying the book, check out this link.