Multimodal Project: The Chaotic Case

This happens to be a interesting case about a married couple (John and Jane) who moves into a house. Jane is ill after the birth of her first child and seems to have a nerve condition, but as the case goes on Jane starts having strange delusions after staying in a bedroom far too long. She starts thinking there is a woman trapped in the yellow wallpaper. One day, John comes home to his wife circling the room. Soon after he seeks help and finds Dr. Bonbarro. Dr. Bonbarro, psychologist, realized what happen to Jane. Dr. Bonbarro knew that she was suffering from a severe depression called Postpartum Depression. Dr. Bonbarro was able to help John out.

 

     Even though Dr. Bonbarro was able to help this John cure his wife. Dr. Bonbarro still wanted to do more research. What better way to do it, but with a friend? Dr. Socrates, a friend of Dr. Bonbarro, begins seeking for more about this rare, but severe depression.

 









 

There are a lot of things people should know about this depression. The way it affects a woman's mind is a scary situation. There are cases about this sickness that could blow your mind. Somethings women do when their mentally ill are brutal.

 

 

There are women everywhere struggling with Postpartum Depression. Some women does not even have a clue to what is going on with them. They cannot love their children. They cannot feed their newborn babies. They cannot figure out what is happening to their bodies.

Let us that has knowledge of the depression raise awareness.

 

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Mrs. Wright Commits Murder

     "Miss Bonbarro?" exclaims Amanda, my assistant. "Yes, what's wrong Amanda?" "Well, there are two women downstairs that insist on talking to you". "Insist? Send them up". "Yes ma'am". As I take a seat at my desk, I wondered what's this going to be about. I never had anyone demand to see me. As I was taking off my jacket, the two women entered my office. They began to tell me who they were and why they were here after apologizing for the disturbance they might have caused downstairs. Mrs. Hale started the conversation saying how much she and Mrs. Peters needed my help. They wanted me to talk to a woman by the name of Minnie Wright. I wasn't really sure if I should get involve with this matter knowing that this woman may be going to prison and the sheriffs have took her in. The women go on by saying that they know this woman may have issues and need someone to talk to. I told them if they could get the sheriffs to bring her to my place of work then I'll be sure to talk to Mrs. Wright. Mrs. Peters says "I can definitely talk my husband into doing that. It will not be a problem." Mrs. Hale then says "Mrs. Wright may have killed her husband, but there is some reasoning behind this. I just know it." I asked Mrs. Hale why she said that and Mrs. Hale tells me of Mrs. Wright life before she married Mr. Wright. She says Mrs. Wright was so beautiful and lively and that she wore pretty clothes. Mrs. Hale begins to speak in a stronger voice, saying how much she wish she would've visit Mrs. Wright before all this happen. Mrs. Peters began to soothe Mrs. Hale. We finished the conversation and they left the office.

     On the next day Mrs. Peters' husband, the Sheriff, along with other authorities escorted Mrs. Wright up to my office. I told him that everything would be okay and I asked him to sit downstairs until me and Mrs. Wright were done talking. I shut the door and sat down across from Mrs. Wright. I actually thought it would be hard for her to talk to me, seeing her in handcuffs. Mrs. Wright was open as if she had been waiting all her life to talk to someone like me. She says her and Mr. Wright argued all the time over everything you could possibly think of. She also said Mr. Wright thought she could never do anything right, which is what constantly tore their relationship apart. She never sung too good, so she stopped singing. She never clean well, so she stopped cleaning. She never dressed appropriately, so she stopped wearing pretty clothes. She began crying, saying that he even killed the one thing she adored. "What did he kill, Mrs. Wright?" "My bird." I saw anguish in her eyes. "When did he kill your bird?" "The day of his death." She explained the situation.

     "John had came in from doing his usual daily duties. We argued about something so small I really can't even tell you what it was about. All I know is he grabbed the bird cage and just threw it. When I realized my bird was dead I was so shocked. The bird's neck was just broken. I silently cried that whole night. I knew John didn't like my canary but I just didn't think he would get angry enough to kill it. I stayed up that whole night." I thought to myself, she had to kill this man. She told everyone else she was asleep that night. She asked me if she could leave now. Of course I said yes. I messaged my assistant, telling her the sheriffs could come up. Mr. Peters asked me did I find out any important information. I told him the truth. Mrs. Wright did not have a good relationship with her husband. He killed her bird the day of his death.

     After knowing everything Mrs. Wright shared with me I began to see pass her being a woman who murdered her husband. Now I know exactly why Mrs. Hale and Mrs. Peters have so much compassion for this woman. They know that she killed her husband, but because of the circumstances that revolve around her unhappy marriage. Mrs. Wright is not at all insane, she is just a woman that committed a impulsive crime. As I think of Mrs. Wright, I see a woman beyond scorn. She was content with being unhappy and hidden her pain. Mrs. Wright knows that even if she goes to prison today it'll be the best thing she has heard for a long time because she has already been in prison emotionally.

Oedipus from a Psychological Point

     Monday, my assistant and I had been reorganizing my office from documents to scraps of paper. It is amazing what you will find in a office of a psychologist. I realized that I've had some tough cases in the past. Many of which I never thought I would get completed. While reorganizing files in my office, I came across a file that I hadn't thought much about. On the tab of the folder, it stated Oedipus Research Case. Wow, I thought to myself. I remember studying Oedipus in my college years. I never quite finish analyzing his personality. Oedipus was a king long before I was even born. I grew fond of this case while my peers and I studied him in college. We never quite understood Oedipus. Now that I'm much more mature I believe that I can figure out what was going on with this king that made history years ago.

     My assistant, Amanda, noticed that I had sat down. I'm sure she knew I came across something that I couldn't keep my eyes off of because she left me in the office alone. As I flipped from paper to paper in that folder, I came across notes. Some I realize were more important than others. I logged into my computer and opened up Microsoft word. I began to type every important detail about Oedipus that I had read. Some psychologists may call me crazy for even studying this man since he died many years ago, but I'm so interested. I typed. I typed some more. I thought I had enough notes to analyze this man as a whole. I had notes from when all the turmoil started back then that I had researched in college.

Notes

• The king before Oedipus was murdered and the murderer had to be found. Oedipus promised that he would help investigate, being the current king of Thebes.
• Oedipus denied knowing of the murder of Laius.
• Oedipus begs Tiresias, the blind astrologer, to reveal the future and end the plague of Thebes. Tiresias remain quiet. (I wonder why.)
• Oedipus begs Tiresias to speak the truth. Tiresias tells Oedipus that he should fear his own anger.
• Tiresias says that Oedipus is the murderer of Laius.
• The council wants to prove the guilt of Oedipus but not based on what Tiresias said.
• Oedipus and Creon argues about Creon trying to take his place.
• Jocasta, Oedipus' Wife and Creon's Sister, breaks up them up and tells the council to take Oedipus' Word.
• Jocasta tells the council that priests predicted that Laius would be killed by his own son, not Oedipus defending her husband.
• Oedipus realizes that he is the killer of his own father.
• Oedipus reveals that his parents weren't his real parents.
• Jocasta denies everything that Oedipus said, she couldn't believed it was true and asked councils for mercy upon Oedipus.
• Oedipus fears the prophecy of his being married to his mother.
• Jocasta knows the truth, her emotions show it. She says she'll never speak to Oedipus again because Oedipus will not stop the search to find his true identity.
• After talking to the Shepard Oedipus realizes that he did in fact marry his mother.
• The truth of the incest are made to Thebes.
• After Jocasta killed herself, Oedipus blind himself for self-punishment as though he should never seen and did the things he did in his life.
• Oedipus begs to be exiled to the council.
• Oedipus knows that he will always be remembered as his mother's lover and father's killer.
• Oedipus asked to see his children and knows that they will suffer because of him.

Conclusion

     After reading every note and detail I had typed up, I knew I could figure out Oedipus and why he suffered. This was definitely tragic in so many words. I believe Oedipus suffered from a Major Depressive Episode after knowing the truth of his marriage and his father's death. Symptoms include:

• Feelings of worthlessness or guilt
• Diminished ability to think or concentrate
• Thoughts of death

A major depressive episode is generally not diagnosed when the same symptoms could be attributed to bereavement. Oedipus lost his father by killing him and his mother by suicide. You cannot possibly perform as a normal person after finding truths like these. Oedipus unknowingly killing his own father and marrying his mother was devastating. Unfortunately, Oedipus had a rapid episode and blind himself. Treatment was not given to people in those years. No one knew of depression. If I were able to talk to him, he would have definitely sat in my office for psychotheraphy. Oedipus is dead now and I still wonder does curses derive upon his family today after all these years.

The Yellow Wallpaper: Case of John's Wife, Jane

     Diagnosing someone with a mental health illness is something that I take very serious. Professionally, I have to observe everything from little to big. A young man named John called me exactly one month ago, January 21, 2013 at my office. This man sounded terrified and desperate of help. John was in the hospital at the time of this phone call. He began to explain why he was there. Apparently John lost consciousness a while him and his wife were in the process of moving out of a house they were staying in. I allowed him to finish pleading for help and we planned a therapy session at my office soon after he gets out of the hospital.

January 29, 2013 - 10:13 a.m.

     Amanda, my assistant, indicated that John was making his way upstairs into my office. I'm not really sure what John may need to talk about since he gave me such little information when we talked on the phone. If it wasn't for me being quiet enough to listen for his knock, I would have never known he knocked on the door. It was almost like a hesitate knock. "Come in". This man looked sleepy, pale, and gloomy. He walked in slowly. I asked him to have a seat. As we begin to talk I realized this man wasn't here to talk about himself. He was seeking help for his wife, Jane. I asked questions about her. He was willing to answer them. He just wanted to know what to do about her before he made decisions about sending her to a mental institute. He was ashamed mostly because he was a physician himself questioning his wife's conditions.

     Even though John explained his wife's conditions, past and present, I needed to hear her thoughts. I insisted John to bring his wife in with him for a session. He looked at me with caution and nodded. John appeared as if he had great compassion for his wife. Now that I've heard from John, I needed to hear from Jane.

February 4, 2013 - 11:16 a.m.

     As John led his wife into my office I began to note her actions. She trembles a lot. She looked traumatized. So we began the session as they were seated. I began with simple questions. She was very open, although she was emotionally disturbed. John did not agree with a lot of things she spoken during the session on how he made her feel by moving into the house. I then started asking questions about the house. As she talked about this house and this room, I listened attentively. She began to tell me about her body after the birth of her first child. She said her body hasn't been the same since. The only place she ever felt comfortable was in that room. She explained that the yellow wallpaper gave her a sense of calmness in spite of the fact that she thought the room was creepy when they first moved in the house. As she talks, John looks as if he's still in disbelief that she's still carrying on about this yellow wallpaper. Somehow through every word Jane spoken, I figured out what was going on with Jane's body and mind. As she still talks about the yellow wallpaper I listen to the way she described it. She describes the yellow wallpaper as if it had feelings. She tells how the yellow wallpaper appeared to change especially at night. She says she was intrigued with the patterns of the yellow wallpaper. She describes a woman moving throughout the wallpaper being constantly trapped. She screams, crying and sobbing "I just wanted to free the woman!" repeatedly. I told her everything was okay. John began to console his wife, rubbing her right shoulder. I told him that we should end the session for today and so we did.

     After they had left my office I began looking through my notepad I use for all the sessions conduct. As I looked through the notes I had from John and Jane's session it was made clear of what happen to Jane. I had witnessed situations like this before. It suddenly came to me. Jane's suffering from 'Postpartum Psychosis'. Postpartum Psychosis is a mental illness following a woman's first childbirth that rarely happens. Most women try to hide this condition, as Jane did with John. It may be confused with a nervous conditions many times, but is not quite it.

Some symptoms include:

• Decreased sleep requirement
• Delusions
• Flight of ideas
• Misunderstanding the condition

I have had many cases like this. This condition has been going on for several years. Most women end up in a mental institutions and sometimes prison like Harriet Mordaunt, Melanie Blocker, and Andrea Yates. Women sometimes kill their children, husbands, family, or themselves with this condition. Without treatment this mental illness can last many months until something serious occurs. Treatment includes therapy and antipsychotic drugs. Antipsychotic drugs taken without caution causes a lot of dangerous side effects. Side effects vary from muscle cramps to fever. Many cooling blankets and ice packs are needed during this process. Soon after I gathered all my information I called John to get him to come to the office as soon as he could!

February 8, 2013 - 9:06 a.m.

     John sits down. I began to explain to him what was going on with his wife's body and mind. He still looks clueless of what to do. I tell him that there is a possibility that his wife will be okay if he makes sure she's taken care of. I gave him a prescription for Jane, 'Lithium', which is an antipsychotic drug for mood stabilization. I explained the side effects to him also. I told him that she should soon be able to interact with her baby after she goes through this process. I also recommended that he take off from his job for awhile to support his wife. John relieved, says he'll call if he needs to know anything or if her condition gets worst. As I watched him leave my office, I stood there hopeful in every aspect.

February 21, 2013 - 12:43 p.m.

     As of today Jane is said to be doing better since she's been taking my instructions. Even though Jane cannot really care for her child she's been able to hold her baby. She hasn't done that since the day her child was born. John says she no longer speaks of the yellow wallpaper. Her family are still supporting her through her condition and will continue to.

Suspicions of Miss Emily

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     Many times before Emily Grierson's death I conversed with her on the things that was occurring in her life. It all started when two of Ms. Emily Grierson's cousins from Alabama had called me. They heard I was a outstanding psychologist and asked me to inquire Ms. Emily Grierson's conditions. Although my profession is based on law, my career varies in so many ways. I was sure to help the Grierson family out. The case seemed interesting. Since Ms. Emily is not very close with her family because of the past, they have ask me to do them this favor sympathetically. They mention she was stubborn in so many words. I, on the other hand, may see her a little different than they do. I was not going to prejudge this woman based on the information they given me.

Tactic

     I drove around approximately one hour looking for Ms. Emily's house. Ms. Emily lived in a small town in Mississippi called Jefferson. Her family had given me directions, but I've never known a town to be so inaccurately built. Finally I came upon the house. It was just as her family described, very old but beautifully made. Fearful, I made my way to the door and rung the doorbell. I even knocked a couple of times. An old black man open the door with not much to say. He vanished. I stepped inside the house in a gaze. Ms. Emily really not sure of who I am, asked me who I was. I immediately told her who I was. She was not too happy knowing her family from Alabama sent me. Surprisingly she invited me to take a seat and we began to talk. Ms. Emily was sometimes unwilling to talk a lot as she should. I made her feel as comfortable as I could, giving her information about my life too. I didn't push it although I knew she needed help. We had one thing in common that made her open up to me more. The death of one of our parents changed our lives forever. Ms. Emily and I had sessions every other day for two weeks as I stayed at a nearby motel. The sessions would start in the evenings and would last one or two hours.

Personality Disorder

     After all the interviews I had with Ms. Emily I finally realized what was happening. She has what I call a "Schizotypal Personality Disorder".

Symptoms include:

• Anti-social
• Shows feelings inappropriately
• No friendships
• Odd behavior/appearances

She withdraws herself from people. She is often described as anti-social. She talked on the reasons why. She states that her father's death left her in shocked. Some days she feels as if her father is still here, like he never left this earth. She left the house just like it was since the day of his death, which explains the uncleanliness of the house. She begin to explain her father and what he meant to her. Ms. Emily and her father had a great relationship although she could never live life as a young woman should. Her father always felt as if no man was good enough for his daughter. She once had a lover, but he abandon her. As we begin to talk about the present, I realized Ms. Emily has a love for China paintings. She gave lessons to children for about eight or ten years. Then all at once people stopped bringing their children to her. She says it feels as if the town wants to take everything from her. That is why she always refused to pay taxes. She says the town will not let her live in peace. I often heard her say that she was ready to die.

     In a case like this one, medication is not the best treatment. The biggest part of treatment is psychotherapy, which we have covered. The next step is to social training. I begin to tell Ms. Emily to form relationships with people that live a different lifestyle than she does. If not, depression will become her life and then suicide.

Conclusion

     Ms. Emily has a lot of issues dealing with her past and present. The people in the town caused her mischief. She just wants freedom to live as she likes to. After those two weeks of therapy she became close with a man named Homer Barron. She even invited her cousins into her home. I was hoping that the psychotherapy helped her. A couple of months later, her cousins called me telling me of her death. Her servant found her dead.