My First Pandemic
By Anonymous Our last Polio pandemic was from the mid-1930s to 1956. Anyone here in Quorn born much earlier than 1956 will remember it, probably vividly. The US bacteriologist, Jonas Salk, … Continue reading →
The shape of life: polio, disease and my mum
By Matt Gibbs My mother, Margaret Gibbs, is seventy years old and doesn’t look a day over sixty-nine. Aside from a pronounced limp on her left side, caused by polio, Mum … Continue reading →
Embraced by it long before understanding of anything around
By Sajid Hossain Yes, I’ve survived! Thanks to the Almighty for such caring parents, grandparents and uncles who did everything within their reach to help me. I was mischievous but not … Continue reading →
Walk This Way
By Suzanne Brigham Contracting polio at 13 months of age (66 years ago) had more of an impact for my family in the first 16 years than me. I knew nothing … Continue reading →
Vaccines and Viruses: A History of Pandemics
COVID-19 seems like a contagious virus without parallel, but Australia has been hit by devastating pandemics before. The Spanish flu killed 15,000 Australians in 1919, smallpox decimated the Aboriginal population, HIV/AIDS … Continue reading →
Believe in Yourself
By Maureen Maloney I am starting my story from March 2020 when the Corona virus Pandemic began. Isolation, not seeing loved ones, fear and of the unknown and death all seemed … Continue reading →
“Change of life” – at 20 months!
By Jen Pretty (Rev.) I have no memory of this place, although I lived here for 6 weeks many years ago, when I was only twenty months old. I have invited … Continue reading →
The after
By Colin Ogilvie Just a few words that express my problems seventy years after. Quite often, roughly monthly, severe aches (pain) occurs in various sections of the body which have been … Continue reading →
Beware of operations
By Jessie McKay I contracted polio when I was 3 but didn’t get the symptoms of post polio until I was well into my 60’s I am writing this to make … Continue reading →
Poetry and other things
By Bob Cowley I was a happy and popular toddler. Then, just after my third birthday, I got polio. I had it for eighteen months – confined to bed, hours of … Continue reading →