Now, a day later, I can barely raise my left arm. I feel like there's a small mountain growing out of bicep. But it got me to thinking... you infect someone to protect them from the diseases of the world around them. Could that be the way all immunity works? Do we have to be infected by the sickening things of life... hurt, dissappointment, anger, brokeness, jealousy... in order to build up an immunity to them when faced with the outbreaks? And does the dose we are given dictate the side-effects that follow? Pain, redness or swelling, fever, headache, tiredness, chills, body aches, sore joints, rash, swollen lymph nodes? Can the vaccine that's intended to make you stronger actually cause you harm in the long run? And really, when will I face a rusty nail that will take me out or a Bob Jones hottie with Whooping Cough?
And they didn't even give me a sucker for not crying.
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Recently, 'This American Life' had a show about parents who didn't vaccinate their son against the measles because they didn't want to risk him becoming infected, but then he put an entire town at risk when he got sick. It was an interesting debate.
So, on a less literal note, maybe we become "infected" in life not only to prepare ourselves for future struggles, but to protect those around us. If we've already experienced a hurt, maybe we'll be gentler when others go through it.
Or maybe I'm typing too much for anyone's good. Recap: I love you. Keep updating please. xx
I like the way you think emarie... you complete me ;)
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