Jesus Christ on a mule...

I can't even imagine....I mean, why would anyone EVER think that's a good idea? What must have been going through her warped head?

HULK SMASH!!!!

I'm gonna be unpopular for this one, but...

Fact: No one in their right mind would do such a thing. I think we can all agree on that.

Why can't she be treated? Why does everyone say she should be killed? Maybe it is just a chemical imbalance. A couple pills, and she'll think like a normal person again, and would never think about this again.

Well?

it's bad, but if you read Sybill some time, you'll know it's not the worst. . . .

A couple of arsenic pills perhaps! Did she name her kid Eminem by chance?

This is just sick. My suggestion is to put her in an Iron Maiden! That's got to hurt!

Here is a great link with more links on this factitious disorder:
http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homep...arc_Feldman_2/

Dr. Feldman can vouch only for the material in the links below that he has personally written. He can only rarely offer advice in specific cases. He appreciates hearing about individuals' experiences with the phenomena discussed on this page, but a response should not be expected. His email address is mdf@myself.com.


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I am a psychiatrist and author from Birmingham, Alabama. MUNCHAUSEN SYNDROME is the most severe and chronic form of my area of specialty, the FACTITIOUS DISORDERS. I am an expert in MALINGERING as well (in which people do the same thing, but for external gain such as narcotics). Factitious disorders are well-recognized among psychiatrists, but they have not received the attention--or advocacy among consumers, families, and professionals--that have greeted more common ailments such as depression. However, factitious disorders can be every bit as disabling and further public and professional education are vital.

People with factitious disorders feign, exaggerate, or actually self-induce illnesses. Their aim? To assume the status of "patient," and thereby to win attention, nurturance, and lenience that they feel unable to obtain in any other way. Unlike individuals who "malinger," people with factitious disorders are not primarily seeking external gains such as disability payments or narcotic drugs--though they may receive them nonetheless.

In "MUNCHAUSEN SYNDROME BY PROXY" (MSBP), an individual makes another person sick in order to accrue the same gains--but this time vicariously. This is a form of abuse in which children are the usual victims.

Even songs about this disorder.....

CLEANING OUT MY CLOSET
By: Eminem
Submitted By: ShininStar183@aol.com
Last Corrected by: pwalker5469
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been
protested and demonstrated against. / Picket signs for my wicked rhymes. Look at
the times. Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind / all this
commotion. Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.' Tempers flaring from parents,
just blow 'em off and keep goin.' / Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em
hell long as I'm breathin.' Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in
the evening. / Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. See, they
can trigger me but they never figure me out. / Look at me now, I bet ya probably
sick of me now. Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.

Chorus 2X
I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but
tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet (one more time).

Verse 2
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it. So before
they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, / I'ma expose it. I'll take you
back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD. / I was a baby, maybe
I was just a couple of months. My faggot father must have had his panties up in
a bunch, / cuz he split. I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye. No, I don't on
second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die. / I look at Hailie and I
couldn't picture leavin' her side. Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd
try / to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake. I maybe made some
mistakes but I'm only human. But I'm man enough to face them today. / What I did
was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was take them
bullets out of that gun. / Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an'
him both. It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.

Chorus 2X

Verse 3
Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition. Take a second to
listen before you think this record is dissin,' / But put yourself in my position.
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the
kitchen, / bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shits
missin.' Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome.
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now
I grew up. It makes you sick to ya stomach, / doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason
you made that CD for me, Ma? So you could try to justify the way you treated me,
Ma? / But guess what, it's over now and it's cold when your lonely. An'
Nathan's growin' up so quick, he's gonna know that your phoney. / And Hailie's
getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. But you'll never see
her, she won't even be at your funeral. / See what hurts me the most is you
won't admit you was wrong. Bitch do this song. Keep tellin' yourself that you was
a mom. / But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get. You
selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit. / Remember when
Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead
to you as can be!

Chorus 2X

My dad did this kind of thing to himself in a sense. He would OD on Tylenol and just after he took it, call Poison Control and ask them how much is an OD. Then when they told him and asked how much he'd taken he'd tell them. Cops would find him, arrest him, put in him psychaitric, etc. Till finally the psychiatric hospital started refusing him. He'd go to ER get his stomach pumped or whatever was necessary and be sent home ASAP. When he stopped being able to attain the "patient" status and us as his family began to ignore his "poor ill me" cry, then he quit doing that. He's much better now. Still loves to get attention and be nutured but it's not the same drive as it used to be.

It's possible this mother could handle things better with therapy. I don't think the child should have to go home to her ever again though. She's screwed up on this one. It doesn't matter if she gets better. She's failed. No second chances on this one.