A friend posted recently about an email she received. Apparently the sender was questioning whether my friend’s child was truly sick, while at the same time offering advice on how to treat this “imagined” illness.
Charlotte’s can of whoop a** for for the day: 1) Do not email me a nasty email b/c you know many of my friends will set you straight if you say it on my post. 2) Do not accuse me of only posting things for sympathy and that if my kid was really sick, I would have rushed her to the ER. Some parents know that if you get dressed and prepare for the ER, you don’t have to go. If you wait and see, you leave in a rush and it’s insane. 3) Do not say that if I didn’t give my child Benadryl and other “toxic, inhumane chemicals” that she would be so much better. The toxic chemicals of vaccines probably made her body spin out of control. The toxic, inhumane chemical I inject in her arm every week has given her a much better quality of life. The toxic, inhuman chemical I gave her last night was to clear her nose and such so she could go to sleep. 4) Do not tell me that if my kid was really as sick as I claim, that I wouldn’t expose her to the germs at a public school. She deserves and needs a “normal life” and if that means public school, then so be it. 5) Do not tell me to get a job so I can afford private school or I should homeschool since I don’t seem to do anything anyways. Shall I go on? I will leave this up so you can read it, apologize to me, then I will delete you. Shame on you!!!!!
Now I know lots of moms who have kids with juvenile arthritis. By and large, we are all trying to give our kids as normal a life as possible. Part of that “normal” is letting our kids do what other kids do as much as physically possible. That doesn’t mean they do it the same way, or as well, or as often, but they do what they can, and we allow it so they can forget for a while that they are sick.
Sometimes we feel like we are beating our head against the wall, and with some people we may as well be. We never give up trying to educate those that will listen, and trying to ignore those that won’t. But we absolutely will not permit otherwise sensible and caring adults to judge how we treat our children’s illness, and dictate what those children can and cannot do.
OK, I’m finished being mama bear. I’ll pull my claws in now.