My friend, "Chaplain Cindy Goza" as she sometimes introduces herself with mock importance, told me of a conversation she overheard recently at the hospital. (As far as I know, no HIPAA rules were broken in the telling of this story.)
Man by the elevator: "Yeah, you know she's got that post partum depression . . . that thing you get in Iraq."
Cindy tried not to guffaw as she silently considered, "Is he talking about a soldier who got pregnant? Is Iraq really a cover up for unwed mothers?"
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Which leaves PTSD as "you know, that thing you get after labor and delivery" which does actually kind of fit.
Tell Cindy hi!
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