Dear Autism

Dear Autism,

Today you kicked the neighbor, colored on the walls, overturned chairs and ripped pillows to shreds.  You launched off countertops, scratched my son's legs bloody, spit on the mirrors and windows.  You eliminated all the food my son tried to digest in the form of black paste.  You took bite after bite of an apple, spit the fruit meat into the air, then smeared it into my son's hair and face.  You took his speech and replaced it with two solid hours of blood curdling screams. You attempted to break down the front and side doors with all your might.  You opened the car door while our vehicle was in motion, risking the lives of everyone on board.  I know now, a five point harness means nothing to you. You threw family photos across the room and held the shattered glass right next to my son's beautiful brown eyes.  The eyes, you and the Rubella virus are destroying just a tiny bit more with each passing day.  Worst of all, you took my son's joy.  Our Noah is delightful, kind-hearted and loving.  I know you laughed when his three year old brother Liam, shook, screamed and cried, "I hate it!  Make it stop Mommy!  I...I...I hate him!"   I think you particularly enjoyed that.  Let me tell you something.  I know who sent you.  A rapidly growing subculture of intelligent and professional parents around the country know too.  We know about the select few, growing richer and richer, profitting immensely off of a generation of chronically ill children that just "happened."  We understand the legislation that caused this, the motives of doctors turning a bind eye to it, and the politicians and capitalists benefitting from it.

If you are wondering, this peaceful moment for me to write was made possible because the effects from the levo-carnitine our precious Noah needs to take to counteract the effects of the  mitochondrial disease you caused are finally starting to wear off.  Instead of kicking, hitting, screaming and trying to escape the house, he is simply running, spinning and spitting.  Yes, this constitutes, "a peaceful moment".  So friends, please send this to everyone you know who many have a family history of allergies, asthma, autoimmune disease or ADHD.   You could save their children's lives.  I know with all that I am that Noah wants to spare every human possible the pain and suffering he endures daily.  I too, do this not to cause fear or vent--I do it to EDUCATE.  I do not want to rob you of your sense of safety and well being.  On the contrary, I want to provoke you to become a specialist in your child's health.  I have in my possession over 30 studies that show the link between autism and vaccines must be further investigated.  I would be delighted to send them to you.

Best, LJ Goes