As a child, I had measles, mumps and rubella.
It wasn't considered a "big thing" then. We all got it along with chicken pox, whooping cough etc. (I'm 48 years old now;)
All the Mum's used to bring the kids together to "expose" them and just get it over and done with. Best friend and I both got measles at about 2 years old.
We all had these viruses and pucked, vomited, whinged and pooped.
Aged nine (almost 10) my very best friend and another close friend and I were out riding. We were on a 14 odd mile hack/circuit.
My Best friend started to act strange (all of a sudden, completely out of the blue).Just silly answers to mundane conversation, we thought she was just trying to be "funny". Then..
She got off her pony and weed on the grass; in full view on the roadside. She removed all her clothes. She picked up conkers from the floor in her discarded clothes; and tried to force feed them to her pony. When he wouldn't eat them she took up a fallen branch (almost as big as Her) and tried to hit him on the head with it.
It was panic. We didn't know what the hell was going on, or what to do. I got hold of the pony's bridle and headed off down the road; to a safe distance. She kept trying to catch up to hit her own pony. Other friend cantered off and tried to find a house and a telephone.
Eventually everyone came, but it was a very very long time in my young mind.
It was like a Horror film.
My friend died two days later from viral encaphalits (sp) caused by measles.
When I had my DD (now aged 11) the MMR debate was alive and kicking at it's foremost really.
I booked 3 seperate jabs in France, DD was going to be due her MMR three weeks later; but I'd already decided on seperate jabs and made travel arrangements .
4 days prior, there was a measles outbreak in the next village and a child died. I booked a emergency MMR the following day.
I was scared. I tore my heart out but decided that I would rather risk an autistic child than a dead child, no matter how small the risk associated with contracting these illnesses.
My Dh had to go with me for the jab. I was so scared.
I have no real advise. I can say that it was of the toughest hardest decisions that I have ever made. It reduced me to jelly; and I was scared shitless.
But also be aware that your decisions affect other people; and not just yourself.