I suppose it was only a matter of time before I met one. A McCarthy-ite.
Today, at my son’s group therapy, a new mom was there. We were the only two in the waiting room. Within two minutes of exchanging pleasantries, she announced that she fully believed that it was vaccines that caused her sons to have autism. I tried to just be nice and not really comment, but then she started to say some really stupid things. Like it’s never been proven that vaccines work.
“Well, um, no,” I say. “Look at small pox. Once they started vaccinating, they damn near wiped it out. It’s so rare here in the states, it’s nearly extinct.”
“Yeah, but you can’t prove that,” she insisted.
I blinked and frowned and said, “No, yeah, you can. It was killing people all the time. They started vaccinating, and then people stopped dying from it. It’s proven.”
She hemmed and hawed a bit, and then muttered about how there was just an outbreak of measles at a school in New York. “So, see, even vaccinated kids die from it.”
I frowned a bit again. “I’m pretty sure there was a big outbreak because a lot of those kids there were not vaccinated due to the scare of autism. I could have sworn I read about that and that’s why it killed a girl.”
She backpedaled a bit and started talking about some doctor’s blog she reads and how she was looking into all the stuff they put in vaccines and “there are so many problems that they just don’t tell you about. Like the ton of people that were killed because of the swine flu vaccine.”
“Huh. I hadn’t heard about that. I knew a few people, seniors to pregnant women, who got it and were fine,” I say. Honestly, I wouldn’t know anything about what she’s talking about. I didn’t follow info like that.
“Yeah, but you just don’t know. My third son didn’t get vaccinated and it’s like night and day. He’s completely different from his brothers,” she insisted.
I smiled and said, “Isn’t that funny? My daughter is the same. She and her brother are completely different. She’s even labeled as gifted.”
“See? Isn’t that amazing?” she asked, enthusiastically.
“Yeah. But, I mean, both my children were vaccinated.”
She paused and then laid it down with, “Well, you just never know. I mean, even Jenny McCarthy–”
“Oh, yeah, but you know it’s believed her son was misdiagnosed,” I jump in. “All signs point to a disorder or something –I can’t remember its name– that mimics the symptoms of Autism.”
The lady seemed gobsmacked at that and asked, “Did she announce that?”
“I’m not sure if she admits it, but, I mean, before she got a diagnosis for Autism, she claimed her son was a “crystal kid” and that they both resonated on the hue of indigo or something like that,” I said. “I think she was like any mom desperate for any reason as to why this happened to her child.”
After that we both agreed it was a topic that is still hotly debated and started discussing violence in video games.
But, you know, I was kind of glad that happened. We both spoke, we both had differing views, and once we hit a place where we both knew the other wasn’t going to be convinced, we left it alone and moved on. That was refreshing. Very polite. I hope no child that is unable to be vaccinated due to allergies or chemo, etc., has to be around her kid, but otherwise, she seemed like a very polite person.