Ugh. Today I had to take the little man for shots. NJ changed their laws to include an additional dpt and meningitis shot for kids going into 6th grade. I can tell you right now, that I was fundamentally against putting extra vaccinations into my child, for many, many reasons.
I’m not going to get in depth about the reasons, because others have done it far better than I could. But the fact is, without proof of a religious reason or a letter from an MD I was not going to get away with not getting my son shots, unless I chose to home school him.
I seriously thought of telling the school that my religious beliefs kept me from getting him shots. Let them try to prove that one wrong! At the same time, I had to look at the big picture of that one: a court case and public ridicule, possibly (probably) media attention, and my son being kept out of school until it was resolved – which could go either way.
Though I have respect for people who choose to home school their children and do it in a serious way, I know that is not for my child and me. First of all, I just don’t have the training to teach my child who has so many issues. Honestly, I don’t have the patience to do it, either. The biggest reason, though, is his absolute need to have the social experiences that come with going to school. No matter what job you have in your life – from president to bagger at the grocery store – social skills are important.
So that left trying to get a letter from an MD that said they thought it would be detrimental to my son to get these shots. Well, no luck with that. While his psychologist would have gladly written a letter, she is not an MD and it would not have helped. I’ve gone through doctor after doctor to try and find someone who would write the letter, with no luck.
Today was the last shot, as he either had to have the shots by Monday or be kept out of school. We went to our family doctor, who all but rolled his eyes when I asked for his opinion on the matter. I wanted to hit him. He was so condescending, in a “oh, no, it’s one of those moms!” kinda way
Let me say that I am not an over reactionary mom. My kids rarely go to the doctor. I’m not running them there for every sniffle, every scrape. Nor am I the type that tries every “fad” answer for autism that comes along. I consider myself to be someone with their head screwed on pretty well, but at the same time, not a sheep who does things just because they are told that you are “supposed” to.
So the doctor’s reaction just totally pissed me off. I had already come to grips with the idea that I was probably going to walk out of the appointment with my son having the shots. I just wanted to see what his opinion on it was. I didn’t need to be treated like a freak.
But I bit my tongue (to better prove to him that I wasn’t “that” mom), and agreed to the shots, asking for the package inserts to the shots for my records. When the nurse came back in with the shots and the labels, she handed me one, and then told me that I couldn’t have the other, because it was their only copy. Okay…so I asked her to photocopy it. She tells me that it’s too big to photocopy the whole thing. So I ask her to photocopy the ingredient list. She sighs and stomps off to do so.
Meanwhile, I am sitting there steaming. About to jump up and choke the living shit out of someone with the blood pressure cuff. I may be wrong (I don’t think I am, though) but I’m pretty positive that the doctor’s office is legally obligated to provide me with a copy of that insert at my request. I’m pretty sure the bitching, moaning and eye rolling is not part of the obligation.
Forgive me, a-hole doctor’s office, for being concerned about the effects of something that is jabbed into my child’s arm. You can roll your eyes at me while I find a new doctor.