Opinion: Measles almost killed me. Now I’m a doctor — and I’m scared of what’s happening

When I was in kindergarten in 1961, I survived a near-fatal case of measles. 

One of my siblings caught it, then another, and then me. They recovered quickly, but my clearest memory of that period is my father carrying me to our station wagon and rushing me to the hospital. I stayed for a month, part of it in a coma, my blood pressure dangerously unstable.

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