Tuberculosis Menigitis
Marian Sue Pense, a beautiful little 22 month old girl, with curly blonde hair, came into our world as a half-sister in August,1956. My step-grandfather had tuberculosis, and my paternal grandmother always told my brother and I to stay outside and keep our distance from Mr. Clarke. Of course, the was our step-mother's dad, and she wanted to visit him and take the baby to visit. We took so many TB tests, always negative, that I felt like a pin cushion. My little sister had to take them to. Then my dad died May 29, 1958, and my paternal grandmother was totally lost. He was her only child.Marian Sue became really ill on July 4, 1958, while we were all drinking chocolate milk and watching a few fireworks. They took her to the hospital, and kept her. The doctors could not figure out exactly what was wrong, because when they asked my step-mom if she had ever been exposed to TB, she answered no. When asked if she had taken TB tests, and what were the results, she replied they were all negative.My grandmother said many times she wished she had reported that my step-mom had lied to the doctors, but she just wasn't thinking clearly so soon after Daddy's death. A friend of my grandmother and grandfather, saw them one day at the hospital, where he was on staff, and asked who they were there to see. They told him Marian Sue Pense. He then told them if someone, anyone, had just told them early enough that the baby had been exposed to TB, they could have done more than just treat the menegitis they thought she had. Marian Sue died on July 22, 1958. This illness took her so rapidly. Please, if you have been exposed to, or have a positive test , don't be ashamed; do something. Tell people the truth. That is so much less painful than lying and loosing someone to this killer disease.
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