Written by Martha Valiquette   A week after my precious son was born, I was in a straitjacket, face down on the floor of a rubber room. Helloooooo postpartum psychosis. I would shuffle down the hall, stooped over and drooling.  Aware, but unaware.  This was the doing of haldol or haloperidol – a strong … Continue reading Locked Up In D.C.
A Postpartum Psychosis Story