I'm now out of a terrible argument with my other half about the corona vaccine for our 5-year-old daughter.
He said we did not have to be first in line, I insisted we not wait another minute.
We compromised on another week to schedule a vaccination appointment.
What to do, hello home is also important.
As the daughter of a doctor, who is unfortunately no longer with us, I know up close even today what a tremendous mission it is to be a doctor.
I see these people as angels of choice - those who have chosen to save our lives and ease our pain and suffering, which are not lacking in this world.
As a child I remember how my father was called to deal with terrorists as well.
In the doctor's oath saving lives is above all, and so it should be.
Therefore, it is difficult for me to see people around me, in this case parents in kindergarten, and in society as a whole, who challenge the recommendations of the experts.
These are exactly the same people who run to the emergency room when they are in distress and take medication according to the doctor's recommendations, and the same women who swallowed every doctor's recommendation for nine months when they were pregnant.
Many today claim that "we do not know enough," and I certainly understand the basis of the claim.
But I do not remember them reacting that way to any painkiller or other vaccine given to their children.
There are those who are intimidated by the word "new."
It scares me not to listen to someone who understands much more than I do.
My dear friends and partners to fate, these two years have been a nightmare for all of us.
Not long ago we sat at home with the kids, biting our nails lest we die of corona or stay in quarantine, and prayed that the experts would invent a vaccine for us.
They did it.
Thanks to this vaccine we can today live our lives almost as usual.
The thought burns in my soul that only a fifth and cruel wave - this time of children - will encourage parents to vaccinate their children.
True, everyone is free to decide on his own body and the body of his children, but the final exit from the corona, rather than rest breaks like now, is up to us all.
This is called solidarity, and we, the Israelis, excel in times of war.
Its a war.
I wonder how those who did not care for their children will feel and their children will begin.
On the other hand, they must be wondering how I would feel if I stored my children, and that would have other consequences.
Well, I'm going to feel like I put my trust in medicine.
The same medicine that has never disappointed me, and thanks to which I write these words.
Thanks to her I survived encephalitis at the age of 15, with 40 percent mortality;
Thanks to her I stand on my feet, after she reconnected my neck that I broke in a car accident;
And thanks to her, a healthy baby girl was born to me after the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck at birth.
I am willing to put the health of my daughter in the hands of medicine, because the alternative is to put it in the capricious hands of the corona.
I well remember the last medical advice my late father gave me: "When you have a medical dilemma, choose one doctor you believe in, and go with his recommendations to the end."
In this case, I'm glad I did not even have to pick one.
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