Dying for a Cure : A Memoir of Antidepressants, Misdiagnosis and Madness
A powerful memoir of antidepressants, misdiagnosis and madness. There was that term again, depression, being tossed around. When had I received an official diagnosis, anyway? It had just been mentioned by my GP and now staff were picking it up and running with it. Things seemed to be getting blown out of proportion. I wanted to know why I couldn't be tested for this so-called imbalance in my brain before being put on medication, but I didn't want him to think I was questioning his expertise. He was the second doctor now to recommend the treatmen. "And these are the newer sort - the ones that aren't addictive or anything?" "Not addictive. They're very safe." Shortly after the birth of her daughter Rebekah Beddoe was diagnosed with post-natal depression. Two years later she was taking six different drugs, including lithium, a tranquilliser, an antipsychotic, and antidepressants. She had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder; given electric-shock therapy; made numerous attempts on her life; and was alternately manic and consumed by crippling despair during which she could barely move. She had a two-year-old daughter she hardly knew and a mother and partner who were at their wits'
- Paperback | 366 pages
- 155 x 233 x 32mm | 466g
- 01 Feb 2007
- Random House Australia
- Milsons Point, Australia
About Rebekah Beddoe
While suffering what was then diagnosed as post-natal mental illness, Rebekah Beddoe began studying professional writing with a view to writing about her experiences living with this condition. Ironically, before she'd put pen to paper the real cause of this erroneous diagnosis was becoming apparent. In a sharp twist, what was to be a documented journey of a slide into chronic mental illness, instead became her book Dying For a Cure.