They also did lobotomies on indigenous women, up into the 50s.<p>My grandmother was lobotomized in Canada in 1952 right after the birth of my mother.<p>She went in to have 8 more kids that, like my mother, had to raise themselves.<p>I only ever knew my grandmother as an obese hoarder who, as a 60-something, loved McDonald’s happy meal toys. Like loved to play with them. People would say, “She’s as carefree as a child!” But even as a kid you could tell she was a broken husk.<p>The ramifications of these decisions are generational. I never really felt like I had a grandmother, and I know my mom‘s life was really messed up growing up because her mother was basically another kid in the house.<p>Every time my mother talks about government conspiracies, and how Covid vaccines can’t be trusted, and main stream doctors can’t be trusted, I have to remember where she came from…