Lindsay Clancy Wrote That She Felt Like She Was Going to Die. Her Prescriber Sent a List of Phone Numbers.
Day 11 belonged to one witness: the nurse practitioner who answered every message Lindsay Clancy sent in the weeks before her three children died. Both sides got what they needed out of her. Neither side got it clean.
At two minutes past ten in the morning on December 2, 2022, Lindsay Clancy sent her prescriber a message about sleep. She listed everything she had tried, four medications by name, and said none of them touched it unless she took Ativan with them. Then, still inside the same hour, she sent another one.
"I also just feel concerningly numb right now. Like I have no emotion whatsoever, I feel like I'm going to die and I don't care, what do I do about this?"
The answer came at 11:35 a.m. It said this sounded like depression and anhedonia. It said that if she was feeling unsafe, particularly heading into the weekend, it was important to have psychiatric emergency information available. It included a list of 24-hour crisis services.
On Day 11 of this trial, the prosecution put the two questions to the witness that the entire day turns on. Did you take that as a suicidal thought? "No." Did you tell her to go to the ER right away? "No."
Lindsay Clancy, the case the country knows as the Duxbury mom trial, is on trial in Plymouth County Superior Court on three counts of first degree murder in the deaths of her children Cora, Dawson and Callan. Her defense does not contest that she caused those deaths. It contests whether she was criminally responsible for them, arguing postpartum psychosis and a medication regimen that nobody was holding the whole picture of. She is presumed innocent, the burden sits with the Commonwealth, and this jury has decided nothing. Fifty-three days after that 10 o'clock message, three children were dead. That gap is the whole reason a message about numbness is now evidence in a murder trial.
The witness who found the case
Before the jury came in, the court spent about twenty minutes on a fight that has nothing to do with medication and everything to do with what this trial has become while it is being broadcast.
Defense counsel Kevin Reddington moved to add a witness to his list, late. The proposed witness is Emily Thorndike, a licensed clinical social worker who runs her own practice and who worked for roughly seven and a half years at McLean Hospital, including on the short-term unit where Lindsay Clancy was admitted over the New Year's holiday. Reddington did not find her through discovery, an expert referral, or a records request. She posted a TikTok video. In his account of it, she said she could not stand for the lies and misrepresentations coming from that witness stand about McLean Hospital, after the jury heard a Commonwealth witness describe the place, in the defense's framing of it, as a well-staffed five-star institution.
Reddington's private investigator went and found her. She thought the outreach was a scam at first. She told him, in the line Reddington repeated to the court, "I thought you guys were all AI." Now she is willing to testify about staffing and program availability at McLean over a holiday weekend.
There is one fact in the middle of this that the defense's own motion concedes. She left that unit about a year before Lindsay Clancy ever walked into it.
The prosecution objected on close to every ground available. No timely notice under the discovery rules, no investigator's report, no letter, nothing but an affidavit and the video itself. She is not an expert. She has been watching a trial she now wants to rebut, which runs straight into the sequestration order that keeps witnesses from hearing each other's testimony. Her personal opinion of a hospital is not a fact for a jury. And she was not there. The prosecution also pointed out that the defense had the Commonwealth's McLean witness on the stand and could have asked her about holiday staffing directly.
Judge William F. Sullivan did not rule. He thought out loud instead, which is worth watching, because you can hear a judge sorting a bad version of a question from a legitimate one in real time. He was openly skeptical of letting a witness deliver a review of a hospital. "If it's five-star and she may say it's two-star, you know, this is not Trip Advisor, I wouldn't allow that." But the narrower question, whether a holiday weekend genuinely had fewer staff and fewer programs running than an ordinary one, he treated as a real question that might come in some other way: a stipulation between the parties, or a witness who was actually working that weekend. He floated a voir dire, which is testimony taken outside the jury's presence so the judge can see what it actually amounts to before deciding whether the jury hears any of it. He noted the defense could have subpoenaed McLean's own staffing records and did not. He took the motion under advisement, meaning he is holding it and will rule later.
So none of this reached the jury, and it may never. Emily Thorndike has not been sworn, has not been ruled admissible, and nothing she has said anywhere is evidence in this case. It is the one procedural thread Day 11 left hanging.
I will say the part I think matters most about it. A witness who finds the trial, rather than the trial finding her, arrives with a problem attached no matter how sincere she is, and the judge named it without insulting her: she has watched the testimony she wants to answer. That is exactly what sequestration exists to prevent. Whether the staffing question is real is a separate matter, and it might be.
Two minutes to finish a cross
The jury came in, Judge Sullivan ran the standard daily questions about outside information, and the court picked up an unfinished piece of business from Day 10.
Julie Paul is the nurse practitioner and certified nurse midwife who runs the perinatal behavioral health program at South Shore Health, and who took Lindsay Clancy's intake. Her direct examination ended Day 10 with cross promised for the following morning. That cross took about two minutes.
Reddington established that she now lives and works in New Hampshire doing the same kind of perinatal work. He established how Lindsay came to her at all, which was not through a referral system: Patrick Clancy's mother was a friend of hers. He got South Shore's records in without objection. And then he ended on the detail he wanted the jury holding.
Julie Paul gave Lindsay Clancy her personal cell phone number. She took her calls on days off.
No redirect. Excused. Two minutes, and the defense walked away with a clinician who had gone past what the job required, which is a strange thing for a defense built on a system that failed to want on the record. It is not strange at all if you understand what they are building toward, and by the end of the day you will.
The prescriber who took over
The Commonwealth called Rebecca Jollotta, who stated and spelled her name for the record letter by letter. She is a psychiatric nurse practitioner at the same South Shore Health perinatal behavioral health clinic. Bachelor's from the University of Connecticut, a master's in counseling psychology from William James College in 2013, an RN in 2017, a master of science in nursing in 2019. Detox nursing at McLean earlier in her career, outpatient therapy, respite work. She joined the perinatal clinic in 2021 and is certified through Postpartum Support International.
The prosecution asked her a pair of numbers that did quiet work for the rest of the day. Over five years, how many patients has she treated for postpartum psychosis? Five. How many for postpartum depression and anxiety? Hundreds.
Hold onto both numbers. The Commonwealth asked them to establish she knows what she is looking at. The defense will spend the afternoon on the other reading of the same numbers, which is that a clinician who has seen five cases of something in five years is being asked to have recognized the sixth one in real time, in a patient who was messaging her about sleep.
Jollotta took over Lindsay Clancy's medication management because Julie Paul was leaving the practice. Her first visit with her was November 29, 2022. Her last direct contact was December 20. Three appointments in total, two by video, one in person, plus a message record that runs nearly every day in between.
November 29: everything comes back negative
The first visit ran about thirty minutes. Lindsay had been on mirtazapine, brand name Remeron, for four nights and it was not working. She was still waking up after two hours and taking Ativan to get back down. Jollotta encouraged her to stay on it, because that class of drug typically needs four to six weeks to show what it is going to do. She offered Ambien. Lindsay declined. She offered hydroxyzine. Lindsay declined that too, and mentioned nobody had offered it to her before. Lindsay's own preference was to keep the Remeron and keep the Ativan for when she needed it.
Then Jollotta ran the screening, and this is the part that will be read back to this jury many more times before this trial is over.
The Edinburgh Postnatal Depression Scale is a ten-question form built specifically for new mothers, scored out of 30. Lindsay came in at 17, which is moderate to severe. A standard anxiety screen came back 14 out of 21, also moderate to severe. No mania. No psychosis. No hallucinations, no delusions. Asked about suicidal thoughts, she denied them. Asked about homicidal thoughts, she denied them. Thought process linear and goal-directed, which is clinical language for someone who tracks a conversation, answers what she is asked, and can hold a plan in her head.
The plan: stay on Remeron, keep Ativan as needed, follow up in a week, and use MyChart, the patient messaging portal, for anything urgent before then.
She used it. That is what the rest of the day is.
The messages start
November 30 is the day Julie Paul told Lindsay she was leaving the practice. Lindsay messaged around eleven in the morning asking whether it was safe to stop the Remeron after five nights. The depression was much, much worse. She had slept two hours. She asked for a call.
Jollotta asked which symptoms specifically were worse. Lindsay did not specify. Jollotta made the case for staying the course a little longer, but she did not insist, and she said why on the stand: Lindsay had pushed back on this medication twice in under twenty-four hours, so she offered an alternative instead of a lecture. Restart Prozac, which Lindsay had tolerated years earlier, and add a new drug, Seroquel, 25 milligrams at night, both to help sleep and to reduce how much she was leaning on Ativan. She sent two mood-tracking charts to fill out daily. A nurse from the clinic called that afternoon. Lindsay agreed to the plan.
December 1 ran from lunchtime to late afternoon in messages. Lindsay did not like how the Remeron made her feel. She had skipped it the night before. And then the sentence that changes the temperature of the whole record: she had started having very intrusive thoughts that she never had before.
Jollotta wrote back at length. She explained what postpartum depression and anxiety symptoms look like, and she framed the intrusive thoughts as a plausible symptom of that rather than a side effect of the medication. She kept encouraging the Remeron plus the new Seroquel. Lindsay wrote back that she had panicked overnight and taken Ativan and Benadryl again, that she would try the plan that night, that she was sorry for all the messages, and that this was a scary, very scary, stressful time. Jollotta sent a longer message about the medications generally and pointed her toward informational books available at the clinic. Lindsay said she would pick them up at her therapy appointment the next morning.
What the jury also learned, in passing, is that on that same day Lindsay separately tried to get an emergency appointment with her primary care office, missed the callback, and never went.
December 2
7:51 in the morning. She had taken the Remeron and the Seroquel. She woke at midnight with, in her words, horribly intrusive thoughts of wanting it to be all over. She took a milligram of Ativan and the thoughts went away. And she asked to be referred to the clinic's substance use service, because she was worried she was becoming addicted to the Ativan.
Jollotta, who holds an addiction medicine credential herself, told her she could address that directly, and then explained the difference between physical dependence and addiction in real clinical detail. Her recommendation was to raise the Seroquel to 50 milligrams rather than add another benzodiazepine, and to move to Ativan every other night with a plan to stop refilling it.
9:04 a.m. Lindsay wrote that she felt like they were throwing all these different medications at what she believed was really an Ativan dependence. "I don't feel any of the anxious thoughts I had before, I feel completely numb."
Jollotta testified she did not see a dependence or addiction problem, given how short the timeframe was and how Lindsay presented. She kept reassuring her and walked back through the plan.
Then 10:02, the message about the sleep aids. Then, inside the same hour, the one that opened this article.
The prosecution walked her through what she did with it. She responded at 11:35. She wrote that this sounded like depression and anhedonia, and she explained anhedonia to the jury from the stand: a symptom of depression where a person cannot feel pleasure, cannot look forward to anything, and might describe it as feeling numb. She told Lindsay that if she was feeling unsafe, particularly as they headed into the weekend, it was important to have information for psychiatric emergency services. She sent a list of 24-hour emergency programs including mobile crisis. And she asked whether Lindsay could rest or reach out to her support system.
Then the two questions. Did you take that as a suicidal thought or suicidal ideation? "No." Did you tell her to go to the ER right away? "No." Did you have concerns she needed a higher level of care at that moment? Her answer was careful and, read straight, honest: her concern was that Lindsay have access to resources if it escalated or worsened, so she made sure she had them.
Lindsay wrote back at 11:41 that she had support, that her parents were there, and asked whether this could be a side effect of the Remeron or the Seroquel, because she had never felt anything like it before. She sent another message asking whether the symptoms would go away over time. Then she asked for a phone call. Jollotta called at 12:12 p.m., told her the pattern sounded like postpartum depression rather than a drug reaction, read her a passage from a book on postpartum depression, and told her this was going to get better. That night's plan was 15 milligrams of Remeron, 10 of Prozac, 50 of Seroquel, and no Ativan even if it meant not sleeping.
I want to be fair about what that record is and is not. Nothing in it is a clinician ignoring a patient. She answered every message, most of them within hours, on a Friday, with explanations rather than boilerplate. If your standard is responsiveness, she cleared it and then some.
The defense's standard is not responsiveness. It is what the answer actually was. A woman writes that she feels like she is going to die and does not care, and what goes back is an explanation of a symptom, an instruction to reach out to her family, and a phone list. That is the whole case in one exchange, and both sides know it.
CASE STORY, PART 33 Lindsay Clancy's Nurse Practitioner Sent Crisis Numbers Instead of Sending Her to the ERBipolar, and the answer in the room
December 6 is the only time Lindsay Clancy sat in front of Rebecca Jollotta in person, and she brought her husband at the time, Patrick Clancy, with her. Jollotta testified she had not asked for him but welcomed the extra perspective, because a family member sitting in can tell a clinician things a patient will not think to say.
The numbers had moved the wrong way. The Edinburgh score was 21 out of 30, up from 17 a week earlier. The anxiety screen was 19 out of 21, up from 14. When the prosecution characterized the scores as pretty consistent with the previous visit, the defense objected on the record that they had deteriorated, and Judge Sullivan let the question stand while pointing the defense to cross-examination to make its own version of that point.
In that visit, Jollotta told Lindsay and Patrick that she suspected an underlying bipolar disorder might be part of the picture. Her reasoning: a strange 48-hour reaction to a Zoloft increase back in September in which Lindsay was not tired at all, plus how poorly she had tolerated every antidepressant tried since. She was careful about it on the stand. Asked whether what had been reported to her rose to the level of a diagnosis, she said not at that time.
Then the prosecutor asked whether Patrick and Lindsay seemed receptive.
"I recall Patrick saying my wife is not bipolar. Lindsay looked at me, she did not say anything."
I have watched a lot of trials and that answer is going to stay with this jury. Not because it makes anyone a villain. It is the moment a clinician says the word out loud, in the room, to both of them, and the room says no. She did not press it. She noted that a mood disorder screening questionnaire from the intake had come back negative for mania, while explaining that particular screen is less sensitive to bipolar II. And on the medication itself, she went with what the two of them wanted: stop the Seroquel, which Lindsay described as leaving her weighed down and exhausted while her mind stayed awake and alert, and restart the Prozac.
That decision is one of the two or three most consequential things that happened on Day 11, and it is worth slowing down on. An antidepressant on its own, in a patient who may be bipolar, is the thing clinicians are trained to be careful with, because it can push a patient into cycling. Jollotta suspected the diagnosis, said so, was told no, and went with the patient's and the family's preference anyway. The defense gets to call that a system bending to reassurance. The Commonwealth gets to call it a clinician respecting an adult patient's choice about her own body, which is not a small principle either.
Also at that visit: a CIWA score of 1. That is a standard withdrawal assessment, and a 1 means essentially no withdrawal, anxiety only, normal vitals. It did not stop Jollotta from moving Lindsay off Ativan onto Valium for a taper, reasoning that Valium's much longer half-life would smooth out exactly the rebound anxiety Lindsay had flagged at her very first visit.
The plan reverses in a day
December 7. A rough night, Valium then melatonin then Benadryl at two in the morning, and a message: what can I do, I really need help.
Then Lindsay wrote something that Jollotta read very differently from how it sounds to a layman. The weird thing, she said, is that I don't feel tired at all.
Jollotta took that as a possible sign of mania and pivoted hard. She told Lindsay to hold the Prozac restart they had agreed on the day before. She recommended an aggressive Seroquel climb instead, 100 milligrams, then 200, 300, 400 across four consecutive nights. Her words on the stand: "As I'm concerned, this is a hypomanic, mixed manic state."
Read the December 6 and December 7 entries back to back and you have the defense's whole theory of the treatment in miniature. In roughly twenty-four hours the plan went from restart the antidepressant to hold the antidepressant and quadruple the antipsychotic, on the strength of a patient reporting she was not tired.
Two emergencies in one week
December 8: a better night, but panic. Lindsay asked to slow the Valium taper. Jollotta said no.
December 9: Lindsay and Patrick called instead of messaging. Lindsay reported suicidal ideation, with no plan and no intent. Jollotta verbally contracted for safety with both of them on the line, which in clinical practice means an explicit conversation about whether there is a plan, whether there is intent, and an agreement about what the patient will do if things get worse. She reversed the previous day's refusal and held the Valium where it was, given how bad the symptoms had gotten. She kept pushing the Seroquel toward 400. And she recommended, for the first time, a partial hospitalization program at Women & Infants Hospital in Rhode Island. A partial hospitalization program is a day program: full days of structured psychiatric treatment, then home at night.
December 12: Lindsay reported her Apple Watch showing a heart rate swinging from 56 to 136 and worried it was the Seroquel. Jollotta explained the mechanism as benign and self-limiting, common early in dosing. By this point Lindsay had actually only reached 200 milligrams of the 400 that had been recommended, which the record never explains. That same day, separately, she told a covering nurse by phone that she wanted off medication entirely. Asked directly whether that raised a concern that care needed to escalate, Jollotta answered not at that juncture, because Lindsay was not reporting acute safety concerns in those messages, only physical side effects. She recommended the day program again, strongly, and noted she had now raised it several times. Later the same day Lindsay wrote that the Seroquel helped her sleep but left her incredibly depressed and unmotivated most of the day. Jollotta held the dose at 200 rather than pushing higher.
December 13 is the last time anyone at that clinic ran a full mental status exam on Lindsay Clancy. She was sleeping seven to nine hours. Still hopeless, still numb, still the racing heart. No mania observed, no psychosis observed. On suicidal thoughts, she had endorsed self-harm thoughts sometimes on the Edinburgh scale over the preceding weeks, but denied any current thought, plan or intent at that visit. She described having had, at some earlier point, intrusive suicidal thoughts, thoughts of wanting to die.
And then the question the prosecution asked at nearly every checkpoint of this witness's testimony: at any point, did she ever indicate to you thoughts of wanting to harm her children?
"No."
December 15 was, by both Lindsay's and Patrick's account on a phone call, the worst day yet. Persistent intrusive thoughts of suicide, no active plan, and both of them now agreeing a higher level of care might be necessary. What Jollotta walked them through next is a piece of ordinary American healthcare reality that I think most viewers will find harder to hear than any of the medication testimony. The nearest emergency rooms have no psychiatric inpatient beds of their own, so a patient who walks in can sit and wait for the first bed to open anywhere in the state. Massachusetts General has its own inpatient unit and an institutional relationship with McLean that can move a transfer faster. They went to the Mass General emergency department that day. She was not admitted.
Eight hours in Providence
After the ER, Lindsay chose to stay outpatient and pursue the Rhode Island day program that the clinic's own social worker had already started arranging. She also reported that her previous psychiatrist had recommended adding Lamictal as a mood stabilizer. Jollotta agreed it was reasonable, walked through the serious rash risk that requires a slow dose climb, and raised her own Seroquel target to 300.
That detail is doing more work than it looks like. Two prescribers, working the same patient in the same weeks, and the way one of them found out what the other was doing is that the patient told her.
On December 19, with a start date set at the day program and Jollotta going on vacation, they agreed on a roughly two-week gap before the next follow-up. Lindsay asked for a Valium refill and admitted she had only been taking it every other night rather than nightly.
December 20: Lindsay was discharged from the Women & Infants day program the same day she was admitted. The program recommended she taper off Seroquel. Jollotta was hesitant at first, given her own upcoming absence, and suggested consulting the other psychiatrist. A nurse from her clinic called Lindsay to go over the risks of tapering and confirm she wanted to proceed. Then Jollotta sent a full taper schedule: 300 down through 200, 100 and 50 in four-night steps, then off. She called it standard and appropriately quick given how briefly Lindsay had been on the drug, and she sent along information on group therapy support.
That is the last direct contact between Rebecca Jollotta and Lindsay Clancy. Ever.
The final contact with the clinic came on December 30, and it was not with Lindsay. Patrick Clancy called and spoke with a nurse there. He reported that Lindsay was safe but wanted to go directly to McLean. He was told that is not how admission works, that facilities do not hold a bed from a prior visit, and that the path is an emergency department or 911. Jollotta testified he did not want to waste a day in the ED.
Nobody at that clinic heard from the family again. Afterward, the clinic checked the state's Prescription Monitoring Program, the database that shows every controlled substance a patient has actually filled, and found Lindsay had been filling medications in the same window from her previous psychiatrist. Two prescribing relationships, running in parallel, discovered by a database lookup after the patient was already gone.
The Commonwealth's clean ending
The prosecution closed its direct examination with four questions, and they are as tight a finish as a treating clinician has given the Commonwealth in this trial.
During all of your interactions with Lindsay Clancy, did she always present with clear linear thinking? Yes. Was she able to express her concerns and ask appropriate questions? Yes. Was she able to advocate for herself and show a knowledge base about these medications? Yes. And at no point during the time she was your patient did she ever indicate she had a plan to kill herself or harm her children, did she?
"No."
Nothing further.
If you are wondering why the Commonwealth spent an entire morning putting a message record on the screen that reads, in places, like a woman drowning, that is why. Every one of those messages came from a person who was, in her prescriber's professional judgment, thinking clearly, asking informed questions, and advocating for her own care. The state's theory of this case does not require Lindsay Clancy to have been fine. It requires her to have known what she was doing. A record of coherent, self-advocating, medically literate messages is an argument for exactly that.
CASE STORY, PART 34 Lindsay Clancy's Nurse Practitioner Suspected Bipolar Disorder, Patrick Clancy Said NoSeventeen appointments, and nobody compared notes
After the lunch recess, Reddington got up, and he did not spend a second on whether Rebecca Jollotta is competent or whether she cared. He conceded both, repeatedly, in the framing of his own questions. What he built instead was an inventory of things nobody did.
He opened on arithmetic. Jollotta saw Lindsay three times. Dr. Jennifer Tufts, the outpatient psychiatrist this trial spent Days 9 and 10 on, saw her fourteen times across roughly four months. Seventeen appointments with mental health providers in a compressed stretch, and both prescribers writing.
"Did you talk to Tufts?"
"No."
Did you ever get access to Tufts's medical records? "No." Do you know how many times she saw Dr. Tufts? "I do not."
He then read Dr. Tufts's own prescription dates into the record, September through October, drugs Jollotta did not independently recall but accepted once shown the pharmacy data. She testified she routinely checks the state prescription database as a matter of practice, though she was not certain that check gets documented in her note.
Then he walked her through her own prescribing at the same granularity. Seroquel at 25 milligrams on November 30, climbing to 100 within a week, Valium on the 6th, 7th, 9th, 13th and 19th, Seroquel to 300 by December 19. Why did the Seroquel jump so fast when it started as a sleep and anxiety measure? Because, she said, the clinical presentation changed and they opted to use it for mood stabilization.
Reddington stopped on one word. Who is "we"?
It was her. Her own clinical judgment, made alone, with no consulting psychiatrist. That is the single most concrete thing the defense got out of this cross, because it is not an accusation, it is just the shape of the system: a nurse practitioner suspects bipolar disorder in a postpartum patient, escalates an antipsychotic fourfold on her own read, and there is nobody above her in the chain looking at it.
The things she did not know
The cross then became a list, and the list is the argument.
Reddington put it to Jollotta that Lindsay, an RN who spent seven years as a labor and delivery nurse, had been searching her own medications online 60, 70, a hundred times a night. I want to be precise here, because this figure is going to travel: that is defense counsel's assertion put to the witness, not something established in this testimony. Her entire answer was "I did not know that." Report the question and the answer, not the number as fact.
He asked whether she knew that within a couple of weeks of Callan's birth, Lindsay ran a 5K, over her family's objections, because she had to get out and run. "No, I did not know that." Would that have mattered, given that excessive exercise is one of the activity markers she had just described? "It would have been something I would have considered."
He established that she was the only clinician who had considered bipolar spectrum disorder at all.
And he got, without a fight, the concession the defense needs on the record in every one of these clinician crosses: Lindsay Clancy was not doctor shopping and was not drug seeking. She was trying to get off the medications, scared of what they were doing to her, and forthright about everything she had been prescribed and by whom.
The chart that says nobody called back
Then Reddington turned to Rhode Island, and produced the sharpest factual conflict of the day.
Lindsay went to the Women & Infants day program on December 20 because that is what she had been told to do. Reddington asked what happened there. Jollotta could not say. She was not part of the assessment, did not see it, and never spoke to the evaluating clinician there. Lindsay had told her she expected to be in the program for two weeks. She was turned away after roughly eight hours of assessment and one group session.
What was their diagnosis? "I'm not sure." Did you ever find out? "I have not." Did it matter to you, as someone invested in her care? "It did." Why not, then? "I do not know their diagnosis."
Then Reddington read from that hospital's own record, now in evidence: they recommended tapering the Seroquel, follow up with the outpatient provider, and, of note, they attempted to reach the current outpatient provider, Rebecca Jollotta, and did not receive a call back.
She disputed it flatly and immediately. "I never received a call from Women and Infants." And again: "If they ever called me, I absolutely would have called them back."
Nothing in this trial resolves that. An admitted hospital chart says one thing and the treating clinician, under oath, says the opposite, and the jury is left holding both. What is not in dispute is the part after it. Reddington asked whether, one way or the other, she ever talked to anybody at Women & Infants. "I did not."
The crisis line
The hardest stretch of Day 11 did not come out of Jollotta's own notes at all. It came out of the notes of the clinic's own social worker, the therapist who was seeing Lindsay through those same weeks, which Reddington read into the record.
On December 5, Lindsay called Aspire crisis support. Jollotta explained to the jury what that is: the community mental health program that runs the local 24-hour emergency service for psychiatric emergencies. It is the number on the list. It is the number clinicians give patients when they tell them to call somebody if the thoughts get bad.
Reddington read what the notes say happened. She met with an Aspire clinician virtually. She was told she did not meet the criteria for inpatient treatment, because she did not have a suicide plan.
He put the meaning of that to the witness in the bluntest terms he used all day, asking whether it amounted to telling a patient that unless she was already on the ground with her throat cut, they could not help her. Jollotta would not adopt it. "Can't speak to what they told her." She confirmed the rest: Aspire recommended a day program instead. The clinician said he would be sending her resources.
"They never did, did they?"
"I don't know."
That exchange is the defense's entire case compressed into thirty seconds, and it does not require anyone in that courtroom to have done anything wrong. A woman in crisis called the crisis line. The crisis line applied its criteria correctly, found she did not meet them, and sent her to a day program. The day program assessed her for eight hours and sent her home. Every gate worked exactly as designed, and she went through all of them and came out the other side still sick.
The Commonwealth's answer to that is coming, and it is not weak: none of it tells you what happened in that house on January 24, and none of it establishes that she could not tell right from wrong when it did. Those are different questions. But the defense is not trying to win that argument with any single one of these moments. It is trying to make the jury feel the accumulation, and Day 11 accumulated.
The locked ward
Reddington chose his ending carefully.
Lindsay Clancy was voluntarily admitted to a locked psychiatric ward at McLean Hospital at the end of December. Did you review the McLean records? "I did not have access to them." You don't? "I don't."
Then the question, and it ran long because he wanted the whole picture in it: if you are treating a person for everything we have discussed, and it is now apparent things have decompensated so badly that she has been voluntarily admitted to a locked ward, is it important to Rebecca Jollotta to find out what the diagnosis and the treatment were?
"Yes."
"Did you find out?"
"I did not."
He asked whether Lindsay would have signed a release, one of those routine authorization forms that lets one provider get another's records. The prosecution objected. Judge Sullivan allowed it and told the jury they could weigh it.
"Did anybody ask her? Did you ever ask her to sign a release?"
"I did not."
"That's all I have, Your Honor."
That is how you end a cross-examination. Not with an accusation, with a form nobody filled out.
CASE STORY, PART 35 Lindsay Clancy's Prescriber Admits She Never Asked for the McLean Hospital RecordsThe repair, and the last question of the day
Redirect exists so the side that called a witness can answer what the cross did to her, and it is limited to the ground the cross opened. The prosecution's redirect on Day 11 is the best stretch of advocacy the Commonwealth has produced on a treating clinician in this trial, and it started by taking back the piece of the cross that had hurt most.
Reddington had confronted Jollotta with three diazepam prescriptions in January 2023 that he said carried her name. She had denied or failed to recall them on the stand, which in the moment looked like a witness contradicting a pharmacy record.
The prosecution put Exhibit 1, the actual medication list, in front of her. Jollotta's last prescription of any kind was filled December 22, 2022. The January fills came from Dr. Tufts and from Dr. Alia Goodheart, the McLean psychiatrist this jury already heard from on Day 9. Her denials were correct. The cross's framing of that point does not survive its own exhibit.
From there the redirect worked methodically. It narrowed the treatment window to what it actually was, November 20 to December 13. It established that Jollotta's knowledge of the Tufts relationship could only ever have been what Lindsay chose to tell her, because there was no referral connection between the two practices. It explained the odd pill counts as ordinary 30-day default supplies while a plan is still being adjusted. It established that South Shore has no day program of its own, which makes an outside referral like Rhode Island normal practice rather than a sign of a clinic passing a patient along, and that Jollotta had no affiliation there, meaning anything she learned about that visit could only come from the patient. Which it did, the very next day, when Lindsay messaged to say the program had recommended tapering the Seroquel. On that reading, the missed phone call cost nothing, because the clinically relevant information got there anyway.
On safety, redirect had her explain what contracting for safety actually assesses, which is plan and intent, not the mere presence of a dark thought, and re-confirmed that every time Lindsay disclosed suicidal thoughts, including on the December 9 call, she denied any plan and any intent. It established her family knew and were around. And it got Jollotta to testify that intrusive thoughts, and feeling depressed and unmotivated, are fairly common complaints from postpartum patients rather than crisis-level findings on their own.
Then the last question of the day, and it is the question this entire trial runs on. In your experience treating individuals with postpartum psychosis, whether they hear voices or not, did you ever have any concern, based on your contact with Lindsay Clancy, that she was suffering from postpartum psychosis?
"I did not."
Nothing further.
Reddington got up immediately with one question, not a fresh round. "It appears as though she was, doesn't it?" The prosecution objected. Judge Sullivan called counsel over. What happened in that exchange is not clean enough on this record for me to tell you how it resolved, and I am not going to guess at it. What is clear is that the defense was not letting that answer stand as the last word without swinging at it.
Rebecca Jollotta was excused. Sworn in the morning, finished by the afternoon, the whole of her, direct through re-cross, inside one trial day. The judge told the jury the trial is on schedule and possibly slightly ahead, gave the standard instructions, and adjourned until nine the next morning.
Where Day 11 leaves it
Three consecutive treating clinicians have now testified in this trial, and the pattern across them has stopped being a coincidence. Each one saw a piece. Each one screened for suicidal thoughts and homicidal thoughts and got a denial. Each one read escalating language as a symptom to be managed rather than an emergency to be escalated. Each one, on the specific record in front of her, did something defensible. And none of them was ever holding the whole picture, because there was no mechanism anywhere in that system for anyone to hold it.
That is the defense's case, and Day 11 is the most concrete version of it the jury has heard: seventeen appointments in four months across two prescribers who never spoke once, a fourfold antipsychotic escalation made alone with no consulting psychiatrist, a crisis line that applied its criteria and turned her away, a day program that took eight hours to decide it could not help her, a hospital chart that says nobody called back, and a locked-ward admission whose diagnosis her own prescriber never learned because nobody asked her to sign a piece of paper.
What keeps Day 11 from being a defense win outright is the ending. The Commonwealth got the cleanest sentence any treating provider has given it. Asked plainly whether she ever suspected postpartum psychosis in this patient, from her own direct contact, the answer was no. That answer speaks only to psychosis. It does not answer the escalation pattern the defense has spent three witnesses building. But it is the first time the state has ended a clinician's testimony holding the last clean word, and it is the sentence the psychosis theory now has to climb over.
Watch for two things when court resumes. Whether Judge Sullivan rules on the TikTok witness, and if he does, whether he splits it the way he floated: no hospital review, but the narrow holiday staffing question in through someone else. And whether the Commonwealth's case-in-chief is now moving off the treating clinicians toward the experts, because when it does, the fight changes shape entirely. The clinicians testified about what they saw. The experts will testify about what it means, and that is where criminal responsibility actually gets decided.
The jury has ruled on nothing. The burden has not moved.
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