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Unprotected People Reports: Polio |
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"I Awoke One Morning Unable to Walk" |
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| One day, three-year-old Sharon Karber
awoke unable to walk. It was 1953. Polio had reached epidemic proportions in
the United States, and Sharon had become another polio victim. This is her
personal story which originally appeared in "Michigan Immunization Update,"
spring 1997. It is entitled, "Through a child's eyes: a child's polio
experience." As Sharon says, "this is a true story told through the eyes of
one child who experienced a crippling vaccine-preventable disease and was
rehabilitated. Not everyone was as lucky." Today, Ms. Karber, a registered
nurse, is a nurse consultant at the Michigan Department of Community Health.
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Through a child's eyes: a child's polio
experience
For me and my family, the crippling effects of polio will never be
forgotten. It was the spring of 1953, and a polio epidemic was occurring in
Michigan and the rest of the country. During that year, 2,346 polio cases
were diagnosed in Michigan, and, at almost three years of age, I became one
of those statistics. I awoke one morning unable to walk and had to be
admitted to Mary Free Bed Rehabilitation Hospital in Grand Rapids, where I
spent the next seven months.
I recall seeing my parents through a glass door during my stay at the
hospital. As I learned later in life, polio patients were quarantined in
order to both protect the polio patients from acquiring respiratory
infections from visitors and in order to contain the spread of polio to
those with whom they might have contact. Eventually it became normal to see
my parents only on weekends because they had to travel two hours, one way,
to see me. Rehabilitation therapy during those seven months included hot
packs to my legs, whirlpool treatments, passive leg exercises and learning
to walk with braces and crutches. I was discharged from Mary Free Bed
Hospital after seven months of therapy under the condition that my mother
would continue to administer my leg exercises. This meant that three times a
day she would place me on the kitchen table and massage, stretch and
strengthen my leg muscles.
Grade school years were very difficult because of my braces and crutches. It
was impossible to run and play like other kids. I required leg surgeries
(including four weeks in a cast) every summer until I was 12 years old in
order to correct deformities, reposition muscles, and reattach tendons for
better leg and foot control. Eventually I graduated from needing braces and
crutches, but then came the mis-mate orthopedic saddle shoes. I remember
pleading with my mother to buy me regular shoes but the answer was always
"no," because the shoes had to be orthopedically built and had to
accommodate a two shoe-size difference in foot size.
Junior high school was my first normal school experience. I had at last
reached my maximum ability where nothing further could be done to improve
the functioning of my legs. I was now able to compete in gym class, wear
normal shoes, and cheerlead with the best of my peers. My residual physical
limitations were minimal, but what a long road I had traveled with that
polio villain!
My experience with this disease was nothing compared to what my parents
endured seeing their child go through years of physical limitations and
rehabilitation. Until the day my mother died, tears would always come to her
eyes when she told her side of this story. To write my story now, as an
adult and as a mother, makes my heart ache for my mother, who suffered
emotionally because of my disease. Physically losing parenting
responsibilities of her youngest child and then having that once-normal
child return physically disabled from a disease that a vaccine could have
prevented (had it been discovered earlier) caused terrible guilt for her. I
strongly believe my rehabilitation and level of functioning today would not
have been possible without her unending devotion in performing my daily leg
exercises, compliance with years of physician visits and consents for
numerous surgeries.
Today, I have my own family and am a nurse consultant for the Michigan
Department of Community Health working with the Immunization Division. My
life has come full circle as I now spend much of my time as a strong
advocate for immunizations. I believe the work I do to educate health care
providers in Michigan about the importance of vaccinating all children on
time will help prevent potentially devastating diseases. It is my hope that
no child will ever have to suffer any disease that can be prevented by
vaccines. This is a true story told through the eyes of one child who
experienced a crippling vaccine-preventable disease and was rehabilitated.
Not everyone was as lucky.
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| 11/9/98 • REPORT #5 |
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