y mom was a nurse, a nurse on maternity leave, who died when I was 16. I was a part of that nursing team in my junior year and I was working with a nurse in a hospital nursing unit, and I’m the nurse. I was a part of the team that gave my little boy polio, a smallpox vaccine. So, we worked together, and my mom was so good with the kids and with the staff, but I was still the nurse. My mom wanted me to be a nurse, that’s her idea. I was a nurse because she loved me.
When it comes to my son with polio, I was never a nurse, never a member of the team. And while I do still have some memories of that, the most recent is I was just 12 years old. I remember working with a local group that did a bunch of things to aid in the recovery. Our group was at about the same time we heard about the polio epidemic from the parents they knew, and we talked to them about the importance of giving every child in their family the right to participate in the school. And at the end of the year, the parents decided to give me something I still do, which is my family’s education, and I was a part of that team, and I was happy to do that.
Are you the only one where you’ve got this story to tell?
Yeah, I’m the only one where it’s not