The relationship of polio to sanitation practices is interesting and takes a bit of an unexpected turn. The important point is underlined at the end of this brief history. (Bold in the original.)
So the improved sanitation wound up biting the tushies of the CHILDREN of the first generation to experience improved sanitation. I saw a TV show on this years ago and it blew my mind…
I can’t say if I subscribe to this theory or not. But a factor that probably contributed to this phenomenon is that mothers of Baby Boomers were sold a line that bottle feeding was actually healthier than breast feeding! Early Boomer bottle babies were given a concoction of Carnation evaporated milk mixed with Karo syrup. Later Boomer babies were fed “formula,” called Similac.
They were talking about the United States. I don’t recall being bugged more about washing my hands as the '50s progressed. True, parents were very afraid of public pools during outbreaks, but I doubt they cleaned up all that much.
The point is not that poor sanitation could spread polio, but that the vast decrease in cases can’t be explained by improved sanitation, certainly not in the US.
Over the years, The Son-in-law developed his coping skills with regards to his mom. He became MAJORLY passive-aggressive. And it is so ingrained, he does it automatically, with just about anyone, but especially mother-type figures.
I accepted this a long time ago, to keep the peace.
He really is a good guy.
But he is a master of the smile-and-nod, then does whatever he planned in the first place.
His good qualities are beyond reproach. He and The Daughter bought this house, with a downstairs bedroom and bath just for Mr VOW and me.
~VOW
The Daughter and I had a very civilized (translation: no yelling) conversation about this mess.
It was established that The Daughter and The Son-in-law are not angry with Mr VOW or me. (whew!)
This was one of those “snowball rolling down a mountain” situations, that began with Mr VOW welcoming Other Grandmother home from her trip. We had been under the impression she had gone to visit her twin grandbabies who live in the north-central part of the State. Typically, when she visits them she sends us pictures of the kids, and we do our obligatory gush and coo.
Instead, Other Grandmother sent pictures of this demonstration. Mr VOW makes the remark, “Nobody wore a mask?”
And the interfamily fights began.
There were heated texts between The Daughter and The Son-in-law and Other Grandmother. The shit hit the fan when Other Grandmother was informed her weekend visit with COTU#1 and COTU#2 would be postponed until Other Grandmother passed the 14-day quarantine period.
The Son-in-law essentially told his mother the decision was his to make, and he had a responsibility to protect his daughter (COTU#1, the kid with Type 1 Diabetes). He then blocked his mother from phone, texting, Twitter, and Facebook.
Yay, good for your son and DIL! Kids not only can contract coronavirus, they are also contracting a respiratory disease believed to be closely related to Covid-19. Good on everybody for protecting the kids.
It was a major, concrete reaction by The Son-in-law to Other Grandmother’s nonsense. As I detailed upthread, his major coping skill (which he has honed to perfection) is passive-agressive management. Over the years, this skill has enabled him to exist in a bubble of relative calm, until the storms died down and quasi-peace returned.
In this instance, though, not only is there a possible threat to his precious kid, but his wife (The Daughter) was having a major meltdown over the threat to her kid, and to HER DADDY as well.
We’ve had the same fusses around here. I just keep telling every one if they leave and come back I’ll be dead. Arkansas had it’s largest up-tick in COVID cases yesterday.
I know they all would love to go out and find some fun or just shop. I get it. I’m alittle stir-crazy myself. I just would rather not die of COVID.
It’s a hardship. But it could be worse. We have enough to eat and enough to do. I keep preaching that. (Altho’ the Disney Movie marathon is making me stabby:))
This thing will pass.
When reading SDMB threads about family problems I will frequently roll my eyes and mutter, “Stop putting up with shit from those abusive assholes.” Your son-in-law acted in correct, comprehensive, fashion, and I don’t need to roll my eyes, or mutter anything except, “Glory gee to Bezus!”