On Friday, Dominic and I went on a quick trip up the Pass to
see a friend of mine who, with her little ones and husband, was visiting. Its
about a 45minute drive, and so pretty. Dominic
had a fantastic time playing with the 2 large dogs who are part of their family
while I visited with my friend. He also
managed to NOT have a complete meltdown when I wouldn’t let him go play in the
creek that crosses their property (this is huge. He LOVES water)
I’ve known this woman since college, and she has been one of
my “family of heart” for many years.
I remember before Dominic regressed, talking to her about
vaccines. How we were waiting until he
was 2 and then doing 1 shot at a time because I didn’t want to overwhelm a tiny
baby with so many known neurotoxins. I
remember her kind of cocking her head with the “really, Joy” look, until our
teacher looked at her and said “she’s not kidding”. I wasn’t
anti-vax at that point, I was just anti-vax schedule. It seemed stupid to throw so many challenges
at such a newly developing immune system.
When Dominic regressed and we found ourselves at the start
of the therapy and treatment marathon (which we are still running), she was one
of our angels. We talked about it again
in depth shortly before she got engaged to her now husband – did I really think
the shots were the culprit? And at that
point I knew they were part of the bigger picture, along with family history of
autoimmune, years of toxins in our bodies, and chemicals all around. And she listened.
I got to snuggle her 3 month old on Friday and play with her
toddler. Both of whom are unvaccinated
and will remain that way. She’s a
Thinking Mom now, too.
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