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Testimony
of
Jeana Smith
Before the
Government Reform Committee
April
6, 2000
Autism - Present Challenges, Future Needs - Why
the Increased Rates?
Mr.
Chairman and Members. I am Jeana
Smith. I live in Denham Springs, LA
with my husband Darrell and our four children... 5 year old genetically
identical twins, Jesse and Jacob, Garrett who is 3 and our grand finale'
Julianna, who is 16 months.
Darrell and I have always loved
children. For six years we tried,
unsuccessfully, to have a child and
decided that it simply wasn't meant to be.
To our complete surprise I found out that I was pregnant with twins ‑ a double blessing!
Perhaps, because we had tried so hard to have
a child, I took especially good care of my body while I was pregnant with the
twins. Our identical twins were born
right on time and completely healthy.
We were absolutely thrilled. Our
family was perfect.
One month later we found dark blood mixed in
Jacob's diarrhea. Jacob had never had
diarrhea before. We immediately took
him to the doctor who assured us the blood was from a rectal tear. He mentioned that in the chaos that
generally follows the birth of a baby, much less twins, we had been released
from the hospital without vaccinating the twins with Hepatitis B. He wanted to vaccinate Jacob right
then. We questioned him because it did
not seem right to give a potentially ill child a vaccine, but he convinced us that it was routine and safe. Not to worry.
Two
months later, Jacob received his second Hepatitis B vaccine and Jesse his
first. On this same day Jacob and Jesse
both received their first DTP, Polio and Hib vaccination. From that day, Jacob was constantly coming
down with one ear, respiratory or sinus infection after another. Jacob was constantly on antibiotics. As his
mother, I was heartbroken to see him sick or in pain practically all the
time. As a new mom, it was embarrassing
and frustrating to have a child that was always ill. I knew I was doing everything I could for him, and couldn't
understand why he continually ill.
Concerned,
we asked our pediatrician and he explained that Jesse was the dominate twin,
and this was perfectly normal for Jacob, slightly smaller, to have a weaker
immune system and to be prone to common infections.
Jacob met every developmental milestone that
first year right along with Jesse. They
were two peas in a pod and did everything together.
At only 16 months of age Jacob and Jesse received their first MMR vaccine, along with their fourth DPT,
fourth Hib, and their third Hepatitis
B. The following 24 hours both twins
slept most of the time with 100 degree temperatures, in spite of receiving the
recommended dosage of Tylenol every six hours. Just days later, Jacob
began exhibiting strange behaviors. He
was no longer excited or responsive when Daddy came home from work. He became preoccupied with certain
toys. He would spend long periods of
time studying the way their wheels would spin or whether or not they were lined
up just right. Any attempt to interrupt
or distract him was met with great resistance and an eventual fit. During this time, Jesse went along with business as usual.
Back to the doctor we
went again, this time with very serious concerns about the growing
developmental difference between Jesse and Jacob. And once again, we were met with the dominate twin theory. Jacob would probably be more quiet. Jacob would probably want to play by himself
more often. "Jacob is fine, stop
worrying."
Finally we could not stand the undeniable
difference in their language and communication skills. Something was most definitely wrong with
Jacob. He could not express even his most simple needs or
wants. He couldn't ask for juice or
something to eat. Jesse was chattering constantly. And at times, Jacob was so withdrawn that we
absolutely could not reach him.
In
a waiting room, in front of several other parents, we received Jacob's first
official diagnosis. The Director of
LSU's Speech and Hearing clinic callously and simply stated, "Mrs. Smith,
Jacob is autistic. There is nothing
that we can do for him today. You will
need to call back and make an appointment to see one of our speech
therapists." I will never forget
the day I heard those devastating words, the ones I knew were coming, but words
I would not allow my heart to tell my
head. I walked out of the office with
Jacob in my arms, sobbing and bewildered.
THIS IS COMPLETELY IMPOSSIBLE my mind screamed. Autism is genetic and Jesse is fine. What is going on with my baby?
Because we were facing the overwhelming news
that our perfect‑looking son had a serious life‑long disability,
the word of one "expert" was simply not good enough. We continued
seeking answers. Three more diagnosis'
quickly followed.
Jacob is a beautiful child who has abnormal
sleep patterns and has lived with continuous physical pain. His lack of sleep keeps me up all hours of
the night, and by the time I finally
fall asleep, it is time to wake the kids up for school and start the day. We
are constantly working with Jacob to help him understand the outside world so
that we can maybe go to the grocery store, the mall, the gas station or
McDonald's without him getting hysterical from sensory overload from all the
fluorescent lights and sounds.
What
may sound like water dripping to us may sound like a massive water fall to an
autistic child. What may sound like squealing tires to us may sound like the
Indy 500 up close to a child like my son.
On days that he is "overloaded" from sound, colors or lights,
we can't go anywhere. Autism does not only isolate the child that it
affects. We can't take the family out
to dinner or out to have fun. When the other children may be waiting in
anticipation to go have a day out with mom and dad, one of us will have to stay
home with Jacob because he is so agitated.
If one child has a school program and Jacob is frustrated, then we have
to see that crestfallen look on the child's face because both mommy and daddy
cannot go, since one has to stay with their brother. We know if we take him in public, there will be a scene.
Little things such as this "rob" life's enjoyment from our
other children.
Unlike
most parents of autistic children, I don't have to wonder what my child would
have been like. I see what he would
have been through Jesse every day of my life.
I see Jesse excelling in school, and his social activities. He will be starting a tee ball team this
summer. I will have to find a
babysitter to watch Jacob so that our family can attend Jesse's games.
This may not seem like a
lot to some people, but not being able to do things together is
not fair to the other children in the family. We have had to explain to Jesse
and Garrett what Autism is. That is not an easy concept for two small children
to understand. And it is not easy knowing that someday when my husband and I
are gone that one of our children may have to take care of Jacob for the rest
of his life. We should not have to prepare our children for that possibility.
But we have to think ahead. What happens if Darrell and I go somewhere together
and something happens to us? Who will
take care of Jacob and see to his needs? Who will understand what he is going through? Who will defend Jacob when we are not there
to do it and he cannot do it for himself?
Who will understand his frustration if we someday aren't around? These
are things that keep us, as parents, awake at night worrying.
For
us, there is no denying that in Jacob's case of autism, the answer does not lie
in genetics but in a catalyst. The
thousands of hours of research that we have spent searching and retracing his
regression continue to point to the fact that the road to Jacob's autism began
when his immune system was damaged by the Hepatitis B vaccine he received when
he was ill. The final blow was the
adverse reaction to the host of vaccines he received by 16 months. We are certain that for Jacob, the catalyst
was his vaccines.
With Jacob's initial diagnosis, many doctors
and professionals suggested that we put him on medications designed to mask
autistic behaviors. WHAT AN
OUTRAGE! To give our small child
drugs to cover up what was actually happening inside his body did not make
sense. We wanted to find out what his
body was doing and treat that first.
We were blessed with a wonderful Doctor in
Louisiana, Dr. Stephanie Cave. She
ran blood and urine tests to find out
what amino acid, vitamin and mineral deficiencies and immune system
dysfunctions Jacob had, along with his exposure to heavy metals, invasive
fungal infections and extensive food allergies. The results were shocking.
It was amazing this little guy was able to do as well as he did.
After placing Jacob on a structured,
nutritious diet, supplementing his deficiencies and working to restore his
immune system, Jacob is giving perfect eye contact and beginning to initiate
and interact in conversation. He has made incredible strides. Jacob is still autistic. There is no doubt about that. But he is only five. The progress we have seen inspires us to
shout from a mountaintop the hope available to so many children! For him, it is
evident that autism is not always a traditional congenital genetic disorder. It
can be an acquired syndrome. And that
is why I am here today.
There is a huge epidemic of autism in this
country with countless parents that
believe, as I do, that their child's autism is the result of a vaccine
reaction. I have talked to thousands
of parents and they know their children!
They are not looking for a scapegoat.
They are looking for answers and truth.
They tirelessly look at every possible reason their perfectly normal
child could slip away so quickly. If
parents were looking for an excuse for why their child could be snatched away
so quickly, they certainly would not choose to put the blame on something they
did to protect their child and keep them from harm.
I can't bear the thought
that, after waiting so long and being so careful carrying my twins I was so easily persuaded to
immunize Jacob without knowing all I should have. I should have taken the time to find out his risk of contracting
HepB, I didn't. I should have found out
about all the toxic metals that are used to manufacture the vaccines. I didn't.
I should have known back then what I do now. I didn't. I trusted his
pediatrician, I trusted the CDC. I was
persuaded to believe I was doing the best thing I could do to protect my child.
I
can assure you that this epidemic will not go away until we address it. Every scientist, doctor, researcher, parent
looking for answers and resources
should never have to question where their funding will come from. It has to be here now! If you don't deal with this today, how will
you deal with it in 15 years?
Three
years ago when Jacob was diagnosed, autism affected at least 1 in 500
children. Now it affects one in 300
children nationwide. In some places it
affects as many as 1/127. Today,
Coast to Coast the school and service systems are over run. In California alone the tax dollars will
cost 2 million dollars per child diagnosed with autism. Last year alone almost
2,000 children were diagnosed with autism and added to the already ....
system. We cannot run from this. The numbers are rising. The numbers are real. Autism and the
children, and adults and families affected by it are living in the towns and
cities of every person in this room.
I implore you to act now. You do NOT have time to wait another year
for another hearing and another panel of parents and experts to advise you that
an epidemic is waiting in the wings. We
are swiftly and silently losing a generation of children to a disease that
could possibly be avoided. While we are
taking our children every afternoon to the therapies that they need to make it
through the day, or charting the 15 supplements that we have to give them in
order to keep their body chemistry afloat, or monitoring every crumb or drop
that enters their mouth in the hopes that it does not contain a trace of gluten
or casein, or educating the teachers that work with our children everyday, or
fighting the school system to make sure that our children get the education
that they are entitled to, or arguing with the insurance company about the fact
that yes that very expensive test was absolutely necessary in determining the
best course of medical intervention for my child, or working two jobs to pay
for the multitude of services that our children need because the government
can't keep up with the demand, we need YOU on the front lines demanding answers
from the medical community. We need YOU
on the front line requiring the pharmaceutical companies to come up with the
research that they should have done decades ago. We need YOU to fund the independent scientists so that they can
maintain their objectivity in investigating the possibility of a connection
between vaccines and autism. We need
YOU to help fund the research that will ultimately lead us to a cure for these
kids.
Please, let this country be the leader in
seeing the percentage decrease not increase.
Just
like Jacob, these children are not without hope. They can get better.
Jacob is doing better than we ever imagined. But we have fought, and scratched, and struggled to get him the
things that he needs. A child with
Autism is a puzzle for us all. And each
piece of the puzzle is incredibly important.
But closing your eyes and relying on 40 years of medical rhetoric that
has dismissed autism as a mere genetic, psychiatric disorder will keep parents
like me from having the answers that we certainly deserve. Good science research into the
autism/vaccine connection must begin NOW in a serious and accelerated way, with
independent research institutes like the M.I.N.D. Institute at U.C. Davis
leading the way.
Every
night Darrell and I tuck two beautiful
little boys into bed. On the outside
they look just the same. Their bed
covers and pajamas match, their cheeks and hair match, There is nothing on
their body that does not match, even their toes are the same. As Darrell and I sit in between their beds
we talk with Jesse about his day. He
gives us all the details of his day at school and tells everything he did with
his friends. He talks about how excited he is for the birthday party at
his cousins house this weekend. He
talks with Darrell about working on his batting swing to prepare for T ball
this summer. As he drifts off to sleep,
we turn to tuck in Jacob. We know, even
at only 5, Jacob will never be able to enjoy the simple pleasures of childhood
the way Jesse does. He will never be
on a sports team. He cannot enjoy the
fulfillment of birthday parties or friends.
The difference is real! We know
Jacob's autism will not go away! When
they fall asleep, we once again can see two beautiful matching faces and know
what should have been. It is the only
time their faces match. Even though
they are identical, Jacob's countenance left when he was 16 months old. The light behind his eyes was replaced with
a blank, lost, bewildered stare.
I cannot count the times Darrell and I have cried quietly in between their beds
while they sleep. We cannot imagine
that anyone else could understand such grief.
Tomorrow morning, or perhaps, in the middle of the night we will be
awakened by the reality of their difference,
by the reality that Jacob is
autistic.
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