Yeah, reality.

Is there a vaccine for this shit?

My son is working on a cemetery restoration project, and one of the rules in the official guides to this sort of thing is to refrain from digging along the fence/borders of the burial ground. The reason is because infant/small child deaths were so prevalent, that often there’s a line of small, unmarked graves in these…

It’s a mystery for the ages but I think that each author/blog can ungrey you by following you. You also get ungreyed when an ungrey commenter replies to you or you get enough stars but that’s only for the thread. I think enough stars from fellow greys may also ungrey you, but again, only for that thread. I am sure…

My mother is 80 and from a South American country. She said to me when my daughter was born that I should make sure “the baby gets those inoculations because you don’t want her to get sick, ok, gordiflona? You have to protect her. You are her mother.”

PPS is TERRIBLE. Mom has had both of her hips replaced, has significantly diminished lung capacity (something like 67 percent), has a lot of trouble with balance and walking up/down stairs, has nerve issues in her feet and temperature regulation issues... I remember when I was little she’d take these ridiculously hot…

My mother was actually very lucky compared to many as she was eventually able to walk without the crutches or Braces. My grandfather was a ranch hand when she was little so he had her out riding horses and swimming in troughs and she benefitted from a lot of extra physical therapy that many didn’t have access too.…

as of May 28, 2008, there were approximately 30 patients in the USA still using an iron lung.[28] That figure may be inaccurately low; Houston alone had 19 iron lung patients living at home in 2008.

Kind of makes the dead white kid in the Nationwide insurance commercials look tame by comparison.

My mom is also a polio survivor. Post-polio syndrome is so heartbreaking, coming back again for those who survived, after they have endured so much already, and for many at a time in their lives when they are again the most vulnerable. Best wishes to our mothers and all polio survivors, and may the anti-vaxxers rot in…

My mom was one of the first kids in her hometown to get the polio vaccine. Once it was available in their area, my grandparents had my mom and uncle vaccinated. My grandmother had a very difficult time carrying a pregnancy to term, they were not about to lose the two kids that they managed to have.

Hugs to you and your mom. My mom had polio as well, although I think she ended up with a significantly less severe than your mothers. I don’t understand how anyone can possibly deny the usefulness of vaccines after seeing the disease’s effects on the human body. These people must be so insulated from the world that…

this was good. it wasn’t great. i mean, it didn’t blow me away. this was pretty normal. it was fine.

That’s just the horrible parasites in your brain that want to kill us all talking. It’s a scientific fact that if you die, your cat will start eating you immediately, starting with your eyes. Dogs will at least give your corpse an appropriate mourning period.

Cats are fine if you like having something in your house that you feed and take care of, while getting nothing but disdain and the occasional bout of gratitude. What I’m saying is cats are basically just teenagers. No one should have both.

My mother had polio. My MOTHER. I am one generation removed from polio and I get to see how the pain of having suffered that illness has affected her throughout her life. I see the scars that cover her legs from the Braces she had to wear as a child and the surgeries she had to endure. Giant Frankensteinlike like…

One of my favorites too! This kind of stuff is my JAM. *rolls up sleeve* please vaccinate us against the dreaded gray, Kelly! ;D

A row of tiny headstones in the burying ground behind the Oxford Congregational Church commemorates the Moore deaths.

My mother contracted polio as a toddler. She has vague memories of her treatments, but I clearly remember my aunt telling the story of the day my mom came home and they all cried and cried in relief.

Oh, no! Burneko, I thought you were cool! Turns out you’re just another shithead :(