I’m a 47-year-old woman who has been trying to tone up since April. It seemed to work at first — my weight dropped from 218 to 203 pounds. But now I’ve stopped seeing any results.

Maris has been an expert witness in a number of trials, including one in Hawaii last year in which Healy also testified. William D. Forsyth Sr., a retired businessman, stabbed his wife 17 times and then stabbed himself to death. He had been taking Prozac for 10 days. His family brought a wrongful death suit against Lilly, claiming that the company knew Prozac could make some people violent or suicidal, and failed to notify physicians about it.

Prozac and the other SSRIs have been prescribed for all those problems and more, and have produced dramatic improvement in a majority of cases. “Prozac is a valuable drug,” Maris said. “For every horror story, there are thousands of persons who say their lives were saved by it.”

Research done in Wales by Dr. David Healy, director of the University of Wales’ North Wales Department of Psychological Medicine, appears to show a cause-and-effect relationship between Zoloft (sertraline) and the emergence of suicidal thinking in a group of physically and mentally healthy adult volunteers.

When Lady Mary’s son was determined to go to sea and his parents refused to consent, he ran away. After exchanging his clothing for those of a poor boy, young Montagu set off as a sailor.

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Finally, one morning I pulled on my jeans and they wouldn’t zip. I didn’t even wait for my husband to come home from work. I raced to the mall (wearing his sweats) and there it was: the maternity outfit of my dreams. Navy blue stretch pants, complete with elastic waist. Blue and white striped sailor-style shirt, size “Tent.”

“Probably not until almost halfway through the pregnancy,” he answered. I went home feeling, both literally and figuratively, deflated. I started making regular trips to the mall. Every payday, I would coax my husband into yet another trip to the baby section of my favorite department store under the guise of stocking up on baby basics.

I guess I could say it was my Aunt Caroline’s fault, if I had to lay blame somewhere. She was, after all, the first woman I consciously observed as her body went through the changes of pregnancy. I was 5 at the time, and with each visit her swelling abdomen filled me with wonder and caused me to marvel at the potential I suddenly realized my own body held.

At least when I write about a topic, I try to follow my own advice. So this past Sunday I went to a service at my local Unitarian Church, a group which I believe does not support any particular dogma, but that emphasizes community, good works and encouraging the spiritual self.