Dan had spent a very short time in Vietnam before he was exposed to Agent Orange and medically discharged. When Smokey later died and Sandy became a widow while still in her twenties, she found herself taking up with Julie Gregory’s father, Dan.
Smokey taught Sandy how to trick ride horses and pose as he threw knives at her.
Her mother, Sandy, had also endured a tough childhood and was, as a teenager, initially married off to a much older man named Smokey. Born to “crazy” parents, Dan and Sandy, Gregory spent most of her childhood in the backwoods of southern Ohio. Julie Gregory was lucky enough to survive her ordeal and make it to adulthood relatively healthy… at least physically. Ironically, her parents moved her away from her grandmother in order to protect Julie from her grandmother’s abuse. Gregory was also abused by her maternal grandmother. Most of the time, victims of MbP are children, and the perpetrators are their mothers, as was true in Julie Gregory’s case. Victims of MbP are repeatedly submitted to medical care in which they endure endless tests, procedures, hospitalizations, and surgeries as doctors try to find the sources of their mysterious and debilitating symptoms. Simply put, MbP is a syndrome in which a person purposely and repeatedly makes another person ill. I’ll try to offer my own take on what I understand MbP to be. The foreword explains in laymen’s terms what Munchausen by Proxy is. But I hadn’t ever read a personal account by someone who has actually suffered through it.įor those who don’t know about MbP, Gregory has included a foreword written by Marc Feldman, MD. Unlike a lot of folks, I had heard of Munchausen by Proxy (MbP). Gregory’s book looked like it was right up my alley. Those of you who regularly read my book reviews may know by now that I’m a sucker for books about psychological disorders, especially personal accounts. I wandered into the psychology section, where I happened to run across a misplaced copy of Julie Gregory’s 2003 book, Sickened: A Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood. After I got my hands on a copy of the movie, I started looking through the books, leaving Bill to continue mulling over the movies. Over this past weekend, my husband Bill and I ventured out to the local Borders bookstore in search of a DVD of the fabulous film Baraka. Here’s a repost of a book review I wrote for in 2005.
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