October 15, 2005, started like any other beautiful fall day. We rose early and went to my son Nathan’s soccer game. While we were there, my mom called to say that CVS Pharmacy was having a flu shot clinic. My dad was having knee replacement surgery in a few weeks and could be vulnerable to infection. We wanted to be sure that I did not get sick. After the game, I drove to the CVS store and registered for the shot. While I was there, my brother Jeff came in for his shot as well. We received the standard disclaimer form. Nowhere did it say this would be the last normal day I would have for four years. The truth is, I did not put any thought into whether to get the shot. It was just a quick decision, but one that would change my entire life. If I had taken the time to do a little research, I like to think I would have skipped the shot. I had taken the shot one other time with no adverse reaction when the Health Department had offered them at my church. Within days of getting the shot, I knew something was wrong. I called my parents and told them to skip my son’s orchestra concert on Tuesday. I wasn’t feeling right and didn’t want to get my Dad sick before his surgery. When I set up at a craft show with my friend Jackie on Friday night, I complained of a tickle in my throat. I woke up terribly sick the next morning. The first appointment I could get with my family practitioner was Monday. By Monday, October 24th, I felt like I was going to die. Read More Here: fhfn.org/a-mothers-flu-shot-nightmare-unedited-version/
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