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Meet Larry..

Larry 1Meet Larry, 63. Larry underwent a ‘triple bypass’ operation last Christmas, which involved spending 26 days in the Mater hospital, Dublin. Open heart surgery is known to be a very serious procedure; not least because the sternum (which is opened during surgery) can take up to 12 weeks to heal. Cardiologists acknowledge that Heart surgery is life-changing, both physically and emotionally.

Larry was a good guy, the eldest of six. He was relaxed, funny, and easy-going, with a wife whom he knew since they were teenagers. He had 4 children and 7 grandchildren who adored him. Following Larry’s triple bypass, as is common following big operations, he started to feel a little down. He was prescribed an antidepressant Lexapro (Lundbeck’s poison and the same drug Shane was prescribed). He took Lexapro as prescribed for about a week. He told his son that his head felt like it was exploding, that it wasn’t in sync with the rest of him and that he was ‘all over the place’.

Larry went back to the doctor and his medication was changed, this time to a newer antidepressant, Valdoxan (AKA Agomelatine, manufactured by Servier) and the Benzodiazepine Xanax, another potentially dangerous drug. Larry was prescribed this drug despite recent reports that Valdoxan is associated with serious hepatotoxicity (liver damage) and that caution is advised when prescribing for overweight/obese patients. I’m sure Larry wouldn’t mind me saying that he was more like Pavarotti than Rudolf Nureyev. Either way, I’m not quite sure why any medical professional would prescribe this drug considering the doubts surrounding its efficacy and the possible dangerous adverse effects. Warning here.

According to Larry’s family, following the later prescription for Valdoxan and Xanax, he became manic, unable to function; the simplest of tasks became mammoth. He behaved bizzarely, for example: he wouldn’t allow his wife out of his sight, insisted on holding her hand at all times, seemingly afraid to let go. This was totally out of character for the usually easy-going Larry. As usual, this change was put down to the after effects and trauma of this huge operation, not the mind-altering drugs which are prescribed to unsuspecting patients, including Larry.

On 27th Febuary 2013, Larry took a rope into the garage of his old family home and less than the required 12 weeks it took for his sternum to heal, this easy going 63 year-old man was dead.

There are 2,370 suicides and 1,539 Cardiac arrests reported as a drug- reaction (of Xanax) in the RxISK website. Valdoxan (Agomelatine) is not on the RxISK website because it is not approved by the FDA in America. This drug has been called ineffective, potentially dangerous and ‘a dog’ and had 3 (acknowledged) suicides in clinical trials, before it was even approved. For more of Valdoxan’s dodgy trials and other dodgy dealings with this IMB approved drug, retired psychiatrist and scientist ‘1 Boring Old Man’ explains it here.

The Valdoxan patient information leaflet (PIL) has the usual IMB inadequate suicide warning, although directed at under 25s:

 A meta-analysis of placebo-controlled clinical trials of antidepressants in adult patients with psychiatric disorders showed an increased risk of suicidal behaviour with antidepressants compared to placebo, in patients less than 25 years old. Close supervision of patients and in particular those at high risk should accompany treatment especially in early treatment and following dose changes. Patients (and caregivers of patients) should be alerted to the need to monitor for any clinical worsening, suicidal behaviour or thoughts and unusual changes in behaviour and to seek medical advice immediately if these symptoms present.

The fact that the so-called psychiatric ‘experts’ in Ireland deny that these drugs can cause suicide, arguably negates the above warning. Even though Larry was aware of Shane’s case and the role that antidepressants played, he, like most people, trusted that the medical professionals knew better.

RIP Larry.

Lexapro PIL

Valdoxan PIL

Xanax PIL

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Christmas 2012

Santa 2Merry Christmas.

This Christmas blog is another of my ‘mad mother’ ramblings and done particularly with Shane’s friends and family in mind.

For those of you who think of us, feel sorry for us, and are there for us; I know that my obsession with  corrupt Lundbeck and ‘dodgy’ psychiatrists, must make it seem like we live a miserable existence. That is sometimes true but not always, and increasingly, some days are happy days. I love my son as much as I have always loved him; that’s it, nothing to add to that. Thank goodness for my ‘mad’ family, who (never a family to pussyfoot around the elephant in the room), tell it like it is, whether we like it or not, and keep us grounded.

Stuff that makes me happy…

Christmas 2012

This year is the third year without Shane. The fourth Christmas where we don’t have to wait for him to come home from handing out dinners to the homeless of Dublin. Instead we are jumping into the freezing cold Irish waters doing a charity swim in his honour (actually, if he was here now, I’d strangle him myself!). The feeling of dread which now accompanies the word ‘Christmas’, is not because Shane is not around but because it reminds me Santa 1that I have to do ‘that’ swim. I can imagine him laughing at us while we struggle to get the courage to jump in and then struggle to get dressed, with fingers and toes blue and numb from the cold. Even his poor granny braves the freezing Irish seas in honour of her much loved grandchild. His grandad, although he loved him just as much, will have the blazing fire lit and sausages on the pan, but will claim a dicky heart once a year (on Christmas day). His uncles, aunts, cousins, along with his younger brothers, will all brave the freezing waters on Christmas day in remembrance of Shane. Tony uses the excuse that he wouldn’t want to embarrass himself with an inflatable ring…HA!

We are/were Christmas lovers, from the gaudy decorations, the multiple tacky santas and the funny presents; Christmas could never come soon enough! I will always miss the ‘Mac’ lipstick and my yearly notebook from Shane, but wherever he is, I’m quite sure he’s okay. Maybe there is no reason for that feeling but it’s there all the same. He appears to me in my dreams, the same Shane, always laughing, and probably as per usual, not with me but at me. That makes me happy. I will even miss him waking the younger ones up at 2 AM, because he was more excited than they were!


We went to see Santa in Bridgewater and I couldn’t believe it; he wasn’t an impersonator but was the real Santa. Henry and Lucy were fascinated, he gave them lots of time and assured them that their presents were already in his sack. He said he used to live near Redcross (where we live) and named lots of  people Santa 3that they both knew. This, of course, must have been before he emigrated to the North Pole.

Liam, their older brother, came with us because the two smaller ones insisted, so he stood at the sideline, hoping nobody he knew would spot him at Santa. Well, Lucy (5) decided to tell Santa that Liam had said a ‘bold word’ when we were in Berlin. Santa was not impressed and told Liam so! He wagged his finger and told him he was putting him in his ‘naughty boy’ notebook. It was good to see Liam going purple while we all laughed, including the crowd in the ‘very large’ queue. Shane would have loved it, in particular Liam’s discomfort!

That was a good day.

Santa still has the power to make me happy!

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How many Coroners does it take?

Here’s one I missed. This was sent to me by my English friends who also lost their son to a Citalopram Induced death. Their son, having never suffered from depression, was put on this dangerous drug for ‘stress at work’. A few days later he was dead.

There have been numerous Coroners around the world that have voiced their concerns that SSRI’s are causing people to become suicidal. You can see some of them here (although only the Coroners concerned with Citalopram).

In 2006 Coroner David Osborne voiced his concerns at the Inquest of John Rudd, 62, who just days before his death had started taking Citalopram. Mr Rudd, a retired lorry-driver, died after being hit by a train. His wife said that her husband “had never thought about committing suicide or had been depressed.”

Mr. Osborne said there was no evidence that Mr. Rudd intended to commit suicide, but since Christmas he had dealt with the cases of six people who died shortly after being prescribed Citalopram. The Inquest was in April which meant that, in the previous 4 months, SIX cases had come before him relating to a Citalopram Induced death. That’s one Coroner, in one district! How many other cases have come before other Coroners? How many Citalopram Induced deaths have there been since? Shane and my friend’s son and countless others I could mention, are just the tip of the iceberg.

The Coroner also said ““We have no evidence of intent to commit suicide so I think the proper course of action for me in this case is to record an open verdict” and “In most cases the people had been prescribed that medication (Citalopram) for a short period of time – days or weeks – and then they took their own life usually totally out of the blue”.

Even now the ‘Irish College of Psychiatry’ deny that these drugs can cause suicide. Up until today, despite Prof Healy and Declan Gilsenan informing the Irish Government of the dangers of these drugs, Kathleen Lynch and James Reilly have done nothing. How many Coroners does it take before these people will do the job they are paid to do? This is not the first time that this was brought to the attention of the Irish Government. In 2006, three members of ‘mind freedom Ireland’, along with Dr Michael Corry and John Mc Carthy testified about the dangers of psychiatric drugs in ‘The Dáil’ (Irish Parliament). Link. The previous Government did nothing about it either. I wonder if they could be found guilty of manslaughter?

James Torlakson, whose daughter Elizabeth also died by walking in front of a train, also believes her death was as a result of Citalopram. Her autopsy report stated that the presence of Citalopram (Celexa) in her body was the other significant factor contributing to her death (the first being the train).

Another man who died by walking in front of a train was Ian Fox. Coroner Dr Andrew Reid said he accepted that Mr Fox had jumped in front of the train, adding: “I’m satisfied he did so while the balance of his mind was disturbed while suffering the adverse effects of Citalopram.”

Depressants or antidepressants?

Link to Article.

Another Article on Mr Rudd.

Citalopram, the wonder drug…’wonder how it was approved drug?’

Ian Fox

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Were antidepressants involved in this latest Irish tragedy and the death of Anthony McMahon?

What makes an ordinary human being lose the plot?

What made Anthony McMahon, a man described as a hard worker and the “Salt of the earth”, open fire on two unarmed Gardai before fatally shooting himself? The two Gardai had stopped Mr McMahon’s van at a checkpoint after receiving reports of him driving erratically. Mr McMahon grabbed a double barrelled shotgun and pointed it at the officer, a struggle ensued and shots were fired before the officers sprinted for cover. The patrol car was hit at least four times. Mr McMahon then discharged a final shot – wounding himself fatally in the head. A suicide note was later found in Mr McMahon’s clothing at his home. The only explanation offered was that he was said to have been very agitated in recent days over a family matter.

Mr McMahon, 44, Tipperary, a taximan and carpet fitter, was separated with a teenage son whom he was very close to. His family were said to be in a state of shock and bewilderment.

The Irish Examiner quoted a family friend as saying “he had been treated for depression in recent months”. Sound familiar?  What’s the first line of treatment for depression in Ireland? Antidepressants! What side effects can antidepressants have on some people? Suicide and homicide ideation.

Mr McMahon was, according to friends, a hard worker who kept to himself. Before getting a taxi licence he worked as a carpet fitter. He was said to be financially “comfortable”. A neighbour said: “His late mother left him the house and he had one brother and two sisters. He loved heading out the country with his dogs shooting pheasants. His son, who is now in his early teens, went everywhere with him and it’s very sad.”

A colleague said: “I heard that just before Christmas he needed carpets for a job and the carpet place in Dublin wouldn’t deliver them so, Anthony went up and got them himself, because he didn’t want to leave the woman of the house down. He’d have done anything to help you. Salt of the earth. It’s very sad.”

OK at the risk of sticking my nose in, was this man recently introduced to antidepressants and if so, will the causal effect of these drugs on this tragedy be investigated?

Irish Examiner Article here.

Irish Independent Article here.

Limerick Leader Article here.

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Life as we know it!

Today in our house.

I know people are curious, as I would have been, to know how life goes on after the death of a son or daughter and particularly when suicide is involved.

Life in our house goes on as normal. Tonight as Tony came home from work, about 6pm as usual, the lads met him at the door to see what he brought home: sweets, biscuits or maybe a big kiss, sweets being preferable.

As he came in the door Lucy had her head down and started to cry…then panic stations, she had succeeded in putting lego up her nose! It took plenty of tears, sn*ts and about 10 minutes to retrieve the flippin thing. Phew!

I was at the time trying to get my head around an assignment on the defence of provocation in Ireland before college at seven, wondering what the flippin hell I’m doing in college when I haven’t a clue how to write a 3000 word essay!!! I’ll worry about that tomorrow.

 I was driving home, all pleased with myself, that I had managed, by some miracle to pass all my Christmas exams, listening to East Coast Radio, when a song came on (you just call out my name, and you know wherever I am, I’ll come running) had me in floods…could be any song really! 

I don’t know whether it’s an Irish superstition that usually these things happen in 3’s? While I was in college, Jack almost blew up the microwave trying to melt the chocolate spread, with the foil bits still attached to the edge, and then the shower blew up when Tony was in it. (wish I was there, I’d say that was hilarious)

It was all pretty funny; but does superstition not state it’s supposed to happen in 3’s? So should we not have some dispensation as we will always have the first one…Shane’s still dead. Sorry for putting a dampener on this, it was a pretty funny evening but japers, how can life be normal?

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Sinead O’Connor and the Irish way of diagnosing bi-polar.

Ireland, the land of medicating people for distress, the land of protecting abusers; why are the victims of Dr. Denis Lane O’ Kelly still waiting for an apology and/or some sort of redress. Irish TV (RTE) did a documentary, behind the walls, where victims of this man spoke of the horror that he dished out on already vulnerable women. Why are the esteemed psychiatrists and medical professionals, who were working with Dr. O’Kelly, still at Waterford and why are questions not being asked or answered? Why has the Irish government not set up a Tribunal of Inquiry into who knew about this Psychiatrists actions? Why has the HSE (Health Service Executive) not fully investigated the sexual abuse that numerous women have accused this man of inflicting on them?

Going off track as I am prone to do…

Sinead O’Connor writes on her blog where she was diagnosed as being bipolar,…at the time i went doctor an said im suicidal. In front of me he rang the local ‘nut`house’ as we in Ireland insist on calling them. He says to some doctor “Ive Sinead O’Connor sitting in my office and she says she’s suicidal, what do you think?” when he put the phone down he told me the doctor had said “well from what I read about her in the papers I would say she has bi-polar disorder. Welcome to Ireland“.

Nothing to do with her childhood then…” I was a child who was made to repeat ” I am nothing” over and over while being stamped on naked, regularly. That is who I am. And i will be in trouble for saying so. Because other people don’t like it. But its my truth and me. So I must say it. Because I am it“.

Her full blogpost here…Link. P.S If you don’t like bad language, don’t read it! If you think that’s an apology, it’s not; She says it like it is, I think she’s great and she speaks a lot of sense!