I am so tired. I know I should be rejoicing that Dr. Sanjay Gupta, finally acklowledged we should maybe look at the vaccine schedule, maybe start thinking about spacing them out. And the language read in a paragraph written by the devil at the CDC was just a tiny bit different, a little more yeilding, but I feel like I'm in that bad dream, where you're running but you can't run fast enough. You know, like you're under water.
It's all too damn slow.
Little Hannah stuck out her arm for her mom to stroke, just like Riley does, for "softies" to calm her down.
I lost count of the pharmeceutical ads during the broadcast. I think it was four? In one hour.
The lies about thimerisol being removed from childhood vaccines.
I'm just sad.
And tired.
It's futile to beat your head against a wall and try to force people to hear you.
I'm out.
