Measles does have consequences. I should know. It happened to me. The memories of my childhood are faded but some things you never forget. The year was 1960 and I was in the third grade.
I remember my mother being on the telephone and me crying; I had a headache and stomach ache. Soon I was in San Jacinto Methodist Hospital in Baytown, Texas. I don’t remember much about the stay other than I was drowsy and confined during the biggest snow storm ever. All I could do is look out the window and see the flakes that accumulated on the windowsill.
Two spinal taps were done. The is a procedure where a needle is inserted into the spinal canal in order to collect cerebrospinal fluid which is then tested to help diagnose diseases of the central nervous system.
Then I recall being at Texas Children’s Hospital in Houston. How long I was there, I don’t know. My parents died years ago; I wish I could ask them more about my stay. I remember being seen by a psychologist who asked me what animal I would want to be and I answered with my favorite bird, the Goldfinch. When he asked why I told him so I could be free.
My doctor was a short balding man who continued to treat me after my hospital stay. He had a colorful pediatric office with murals on the wall; the color red being predominate. I saw him for quite some time after I was released from the hospital, occasionally getting a test where my brain was hooked up to electrodes. I took a yellow pill for years that I chewed; it tasted chalky.
That year I missed so much school that I
While I was fortunate that I didn’t suffer any lasting physical effects, I did suffer emotional ones. I became more reserved, not as outgoing.
Give your child the gift of a measles vaccine.