Polio (1) | Im Sommer kam die Angst

Als Paul Alexander an einem warmen, regnerischen Nachmittag im Juli 1952 ins Haus gelaufen kam und klagte, er fühle sich nicht wohl, erfasste seine Mutter sofort die Angst: War ihr 6-jähriger Sohn an der Kinderlähmung erkrankt? Tatsächlich hatte ihn das Polio-Virus erwischt. In der ersten Folge einer Serie über diesen Erreger, erzählt der heute 76-Jährige über sein Leben mit der Krankheit. Mit dem Arzt Paul Offit spricht das Team über die Bedeutung die das Virus damals für die Menschen hatte. One of the Last People to Live in an Iron Lung Is a Longhorn Paul R. Alexander: Three Minutes for a Dog: My Life in an Iron Lung The man in the iron lung Der Podcast ist ein durch die Hörerschaft ermöglichtes Projekt. Wenn Du gerne zuhörst, kann Du dafür sorgen, dass der Podcast weiter besteht, besser wird und regelmäßiger erscheint. Außerdem gibts dafür einige Extras! Vielen lieben Dank! Es gibt folgende Möglichkeiten zur Unterstützung: Höre Bonusfolgen, werbefrei und früher! Pandemia+ bei Steady oder bei Apple Podcasts. Supporte das Team und Pa Die Recherchen für diesen Beitrag wurden von der Riff freie Medien gGmbH aus Mitteln der Klaus Tschira Stiftung gefördert. Transkript Zitate Paul Alexander Paul Alexander 1 I was playing outside as a six year old one rainy day. I felt a little bit bad. I ran to the house. I was going to tell mama I didn’t feel good. She was mopping the kitchen and I was playing in the mud barefooted which I usually did. I came in the backdoor to the kitchen where mum was mopping and she turned and looked at me and said what was wrong my son. “I don’t feel very good at all“ and she said, “Oh no, God, please“, because she knew it was polio. Paul Alexander 2 So mum put me to bed and as each day passed I would loose something. First of all my feet and legs would go, eventually my arms, my hands, I couldn’t move them, and then I couldn’t sit up. I got sicker. Fever shot through the ceiling. I got a high fever. My back hurt. I was in a lot of pain. It took six days for me to loose all my abilities. I couldn’t move at all. Paul Alexander 3 Some hours passed and again the doctor came through and examined me I guess for his final report. For some reason he picked me up in his arms, ran upstairs with me and put me in the iron lung in which I have been ever since. Paul Alexander 4 I regained my conciousness. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t swallow. It took everything, absolutely everything. So that was the beginning. I stayed at the hospital over 18 months…. and I couldn’t do anything but lay there which I did very well. ...It was the worst experience you could possibly imagine. There were big wards, big rooms that had dozens of iron lungs all with children and at first I couldn’t see them. I didn’t know where I was, what was going on because I couldn’t move and you know I went from playing in my house to total paralysis, inability to breathe and I was trapped in something I had no idea what it was. So that’s were I lived. It was hell, awful. Paul Alexander 5 They would take scissors and try and cut my fingernails so they cut my fingers. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t cry. I couldn’t yell. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t do anything. I had to let them cut me and bleed all over. That was horrible, absolute torture. Paul Alexander 6 I didn’t have really any reason to live in that environment. So it was almost Christmas. Mum came in and said doctor we want to take him home. The doctor said you might as well because he is not going to live more than a couple of days. He won’t see Christmas. They got a generator and they put an iron lung and the generator in a truck and they drove me home. When I got there (laughs) my brother came to my little tent. I was in a plastic tent that covered …