Thursday, May 22, 2008

Birth Defects and Antidepressants

I was reading this article on the Science Daily website, and honestly, I found it to be quite unnerving. I can't be certain, and this is merely conjecture;however, I think this study was cooked up to help pass the MOTHER'S Act.

In a attempt to curtail postpartum depression numbers, the mainstream medical industry came up with the bright idea of drugging newly pregnant women with dangers Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI) drugs. This is a pretty bad idea, given the history SSRI drugs have (Columbine, Virginia Tech, etc.). My problem is, we don't yet know the effects these drugs have on the fetus and frankly, I am not for treating women and fetuses as guinea pigs. Here is an example of what SSRIs have done and what they can do:

By Michael Ollove
Sun Staff
Originally published May 22, 2003

ALTOONA, Pa. - Those who love Mitch and Cookie Grace are bleakly consistent in the metaphor they use to describe the couple's circumstance this past year. Invariably, they turn to the imagery of death.

"I see them dying right before my eyes," Sharon Mock, Cookie's younger sister, says in the back room of the Graces' cheery scrapbook store.

"It's like an ongoing funeral," is how Sam Ebersole, a longtime foreman in Mitch's contracting company, puts it outside the Graces' Tudor-style home in adjacent Hollidaysburg.

Other old friends, the Lingenfelters, for example, and Dan and Bonnie Bartley, also perceive the Graces among the living in literal terms only. A year ago, Mitch and Cookie, both in their mid-50s, were on the same track as most of those in their circle, contentedly advancing toward old age while enjoying the returns on lives earnestly lived. Many of those rewards they expected would come by way of their proudest project, their only child, Erika.
Even the Graces don't believe those blessings will arrive now. Contentment, fulfillment, pleasure - no one realistically believes those will be part of a future belonging to Mitch and Cookie. Their lives, Fran Lingenfelter says mournfully, seem only a slight variation on death itself. "I don't know how I'd go on," she concludes. "I'd be dead."

Maybe it should be expected that death would be the operative language in regard to the Graces. Death - or murder, more precisely - is what has sundered their lives. The homicides of two people they never met, never laid eyes on, had never heard of, marks their ruination. The remaining defendant arising from those murders awaits trial in a Maryland jail cell two hours to the southeast. She weighs barely 95 pounds, almost too frail to lift the chains she must wear when she is outside her cell. For these last 25 years, this wispy figure has been the be-all, the end-all in the once providential lives of Mitch and Cookie.

Not so long ago, The Altoona Mirror regularly heralded her unflappability on the basketball court as Hollidaysburg High's star point guard. Over the last year, Erika Elaine Sifrit, nee Grace, has moved to even more prominence in her hometown newspaper. She is accused of helping to perpetrate one of the most gruesome crimes in memory in Ocean City, Md., where she and her husband, Benjamin Sifrit, traveled last Memorial Day weekend for 10 days of relaxation....
The rest of the story can be found here.

For the next few weeks, I am going to post a special link that I urge all MUST sign! Click here if you are against this proposal.

Also, this is a good complementary article.

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