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Right what yous need to know about The Delta Quadrant is that she did Newcastle Drag Idol a couple of years ago, was MINT, then got eliminated when she did a lip sync battle where she spent the whole thing pretending to be on a work call, which the judges just did not get. ICONIC
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The baby is only part of the birth. There's another birth that almost nobody talks about. The PLACENTA. For 9 months, your body grows an entirely new organ, an organ with one job keeping your baby alive. It delivers oxygen, nutrients, hormones, filters waste and connects two completely different circulatory systems without ever mixing your blood. Then, minutes after your baby is born that organ detaches from the wall of your uterus, and when it does, it leaves behind a wound roughly the size of a dinner plate. About 10 cm across, that is why you bleed after birth, because your body is healing a wound. At the same time, your uterus, which stretched enough to hold an entire baby, is working around the clock to shrink back down to its pre pregnancy size. Those after pains you're feeling those contractions, they are your uterus, squeezing itself smaller while compressing hundreds of open blood vessels to stop the bleeding. Now imagine this. If you had a wound that size anywhere else, on your body, on your arm, on your leg, your back, would anyone expect you to be back at work in a week? Would anyone expect you you to entertain visitors? Cook meals, carry a baby day and night smile for photos and get your body back, of course not. You'd probably be in the hospital on a drip. People would tell you to rest up. They'd expect weeks of recovery, yet when that exact wound is hidden inside your body, the world acts as though you should be back to normal almost immediately. 6 weeks later, you go for your postpartum, check up. Many women think it's a milestone that says, wow, you've recovered. It isn't. It's simply checking whether the bleeding has stopped, whether the placental wound has healed and whether your uterus is recovering as expected. It is not a certificate that says your body, brain, hormones, identity or even nervous system have all returned to normal. So if you've ever been wondering, why haven't I bounced back yet? Here's the better question why were you ever expected to bounce back from something this enormous in the first place? Your body is recovering from one of the most extraordinary healing processes a human being can experience. Give yourself some time and space to recover.
Two months before she killed her children with exercise bands, Lindsay Clancy told her prescriber she was unable to determine what was real. Disoriented, forgetful, confused, disconnected.
They kept writing scripts.
Here's what she reported and what they gave her, in order.
Mid October 2022. A psychiatrist starts her on 25mg of Zoloft. Within days it's doubled to 50.
She reports she hasn't slept in 48 hours. Racing thoughts. Worsening anxiety.
20 October. She reports heart palpitations and says her mental health is getting worse.
They take her off the Zoloft and prescribe Ativan and Benadryl.
16 November. She goes to the ER with insomnia, anxiety and heart palpitations.
She's sent home with trazodone.
20 November. Her mother in law rings a perinatal behavioural health programme.
Lindsay tells them she's "very frustrated, scared" with extreme insomnia and racing thoughts. They prescribe Prozac.
24 November. She reports the Prozac is making her insomnia worse.
So they add Ambien, Remeron and Klonopin. Three more on top.
The very next day she tells the practitioner she's unable to determine what's real. Disoriented. Forgetful. Confused. Disconnected.
Nobody stops.
28 November. She's getting three hours of sleep. Disoriented and scared.
They prescribe Seroquel. Her husband testified last week that this is where "her big spiral started".
2 December. She reports she's suicidal and hearing things.
Three days later she rings a crisis hotline asking to be admitted. She's told she doesn't meet the criteria.
6 December. She and Patrick go back to the practitioner together. He tells them she's far worse since starting the Seroquel.
They increase the dose.
20 December. Back to the ER, suicidal. The next day she admits herself into a programme and is removed, because the doctor says she's just overmedicated and doesn't have a mental health issue.
She admits herself to a different hospital. She's discharged with trazodone.
10 January. A psychiatrist prescribes Valium, then amitriptyline.
On 24 January she reported hearing a male voice say: "This is your last chance. Kill the children so you can kill yourself."
Her kids were 5, 3 and 8 months.
13 psychiatric drugs in four months. She reported it was getting worse at every single stage and every single time the answer was another drug.
Not one person in that chain asked whether the treatment had become the illness.
This was not a mysterious psychiatric event appearing out of nowhere. It was a progressive collapse of brain function under postpartum stress, extreme insomnia, autonomic overdrive and relentless pharmacological interference.
The warning signs were explicit: racing thoughts, palpitations, worsening anxiety, disorientation, derealisation, suicidality and hallucinations. Yet every sign of deterioration was interpreted as a reason to add, switch or increase another drug.
Psychiatry cannot keep pretending that SSRIs, benzodiazepines, antipsychotics, sedating antidepressants and hypnotics are inert tools with no capacity to induce activation, akathisia, paradoxical reactions, delirium, withdrawal states or psychosis. These outcomes are documented, and this is not the first case in which severe behavioural disintegration followed escalating psychiatric polypharmacy.
The most disturbing fact is not that one clinician made one mistake but that an entire system repeatedly watched her lose contact with reality and still treated the worsening condition as proof that she needed more chemical suppression.
At some point, the treatment became part of the disease. The establishment does not want that sentence said out loud, which is exactly why it needs to be said louder.
En 1918, Mary Turner, una joven negra de 21 años, estaba embarazada de 8 meses, cuando su marido decidió plantar cara y acabar con su patrón esclavista blanco tras años de torturas, por lo que fue linchado hasta la muerte.
Mary protestó públicamente contra el linchamiento de su esposo... y en represalia, una turba de racistas blancos la secuestró, la colgó boca abajo, la quemó viva, le rajó el abdomen, le sacaron el feto para aplastarlo y luego acribillaron su cuerpo con 60 balas.
Nunca olviden el origen de EEUU, así es como se construyó ese pais, con la sangre de los nativos y la esclavitud hasta la muerte de los negros.
राजस्थान की 13 वर्षीय मासूम बच्ची, जिसने 32 दरिंदों की हैवानियत झेली, आखिरकार 5 दिन तक ICU में जिंदगी और मौत से लड़ने के बाद आज इस दुनिया को छोड़ गई।
यह केवल एक बच्ची की मौत नहीं, बल्कि इंसानियत की हार है।
अब यदि इस जघन्य अपराध के दोषियों को फांसी से कम सज़ा मिलती है, तो लोगों का न्याय व्यवस्था से भरोसा उठना स्वाभाविक होगा। ऐसे अपराधों पर त्वरित और कठोर कार्रवाई होनी चाहिए, ताकि कोई भी दरिंदा कानून से बच निकलने की हिम्मत न कर सके।
मासूम बच्ची को भावभीनी श्रद्धांजलि। ईश्वर उसकी आत्मा को शांति दें और उसके परिवार को यह असहनीय दुख सहने की शक्ति दें।🥹🙏🥹@
यह जितने 32 से 32 हैं उनकी एक ही सजा है हत्या उनकी हत्या कर देनी चाहिए ताकि दोबारा कोई ऐसा जगन अपराध न करें
बेटी तुम्हारी आत्मा को शांति नहीं मिलेगा तुम्हारी आत्मा शांति तभी मिलेगा जब वह 32 इस दुनिया से छोड़कर चले जाएंगे
ओम शांति🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭😭😭😭