I GUESS THAT'S WHY THEY CALL IT THE BLUES What is the most powerful means to understand the importance of something? Personal experience. My battle with post-partum depression started about 5 days after my cesaerean. I had gone first into shock in the operating room and was fully awake, hearing my newborns cry while my body convulsed uncontrollably. My ex-husband and obstetrician laid over my torso; the latter kept talking to me so I would stay concious. My recovery was slow. My disability returned with a vengenance and I bled out for many months after the delivery. It didn't help that my ex-husband returned almost 2 months later to a full schedule. Work I would understand. However, all his other activities resumed without so much as a blip. I would get calls during the day from his buddies from these outside activities saying "why is he back? isn't he helping you? do you have help?" The answers were 'I don't know' and 'NO.' Coupled wit...