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Great, one more thing that's my fault. Wait 'til The Boy hears this, he'll never let me forget it.
Yes, I took Prozac when I was pregnant. Why?
I was depressed, and my psychiatrist prescribed it for me (and told me it was safe)...and it did help with my depression.
Decades ago, doctors theorized that autism was caused by "refrigerator mothers" - mothers that were cold and unfeeling toward their children.
Now, it seems, it's caused by happy moms who took 'happy pills'.
Do you remember the study that said that traces of Prozac, among other pharmaceuticals, are present in drinking water?
Could THAT be the reason why the incidence of autism is rising?
Please forgive me for purchasing Prozac, ingesting the medication, throwing pill bottles in landfills and flushing to send my pee back to the water treatment plant for reuse.
When writing this post, I looked up the studies and found that I was also inadvertently drugging the streams and rivers, too. You can read about that crime here.
I didn't mean any harm, honest. And I have been antidepressant-free since early 2008.
Now, in addition to my untreated depression, I'll have untreated anxiety, as I await the punitive knock of the EPA on my front door.
Maybe I need to put a Pay Pal 'Donate to pay June Freaking Cleaver's Fines' button on my blog.
Please accept my profound apologies.