Discussion Does anyone have any Mental hospital/Psych Ward experiences?

[PerfectNothing.]

Here is my experience.

I only been to a psych ward once, voluntarily. They kept me there for 5 days, although I did get out a couple hours early cus of a heart doctor appointment I had.

My family said that the ER was going to let me go until I started saying stuff and they decided to keep me. The ER threatened to get police involved if I didn't go. I had to stay overnight at the ER so they could find me a bed at a mental hospital.

I remember when I was there that I wanted out so bad. They kept on waking me up in the middle of the night for blood work and stuff. When I first got there they took my stuff, gave me a rice krispy treat, and forgot about me. They told me to sit in an empty room in a chair and every once in a while someone would pass the door but no one ever came and got me. I had to search for the nurses myself to go to the main area where the patients stay at (idk if that normally happens or not). When I finally found a nurse they had me strip to my underwear infront of 2 female and male nurses, although the male nurse was turned around for part of it. Then they just put me in the main area, showed me my room and never explained the rules or anything. It took them about a day or so to give me my clothes. Also I have a special ear plug to prevent any water from getting in my right ear, because I have a hole in my right ear drum. they never gave me that back, and they lost it (took me 85$ to replace it).

It was nothing to do in the day other than play cards. They sometimes let us watch tv or go outside. they have Group things to learn coping skills. The actual psychologist/therapist only comes and sees you for like 5 mins max. Everything was Suicide proof so you wouldn't hurt yourself and they come and check on you every 15 mins. I also had a roommate. They had us eat hospital/school food (if I remember correctly) 3 times a day, and there were snacks in the middle. I remember the nurses telling a girl to force someone else to eat. They took away my rice krispy treat (from when I first got there) I was saving in the middle of the night, saying it was a safety hazard. I remember the first bite of food after I got out was so good.

I had to fake being better to get out of there.

I think it might of helped long term but I'm not for sure. Mental hospitals really only keep you safe when your there. Once you been admitted, they won't let you out until they say so, even if you want out.

I was curious if anyone else had a similar or different experience then me.

 

[quietwoods]

An outpatient clinic in my town, voluntarily at the request of family members.

Most miserable place I've been to. Some of the patients were unhinged to the point I feared for my own safety, and the staff was more depressed than I was.

Left before the end of the first day.

Never been to another one and never voluntarily will.

 

[GarageKarate07]

Mine was kinda nice. Not to say that some places are wrecks & the experiences there can be horrible. I went to an overnight triage. It was a long wall around a glass box. Boys on one side girls on the other. The orderlies were inside the glass box & they had a phone inside a little cage & you could ask them to turn the tv channel if you had a majority vote. About 7 tvs facing toward the wall on the glass box. The wall was lined with couch beds. It was a chair and a couch and a bed depending on if someone knew how to work the buttons and leavers. I saw some crazy stuff from the other residents. I remember it being really dark like the windows were yellow not clear. The chairs were about 3 feet apart along the wall. Snacks and cookies and juice and coloring books and stuff so you didnt get horribly bored. The kid next to me stuffed like 5 sandwiches under his bed that he was hoarding. Max stay was 18 hours. Why steal sandwiches? Sigh. Then I went to the hospital ward across town. They put me in an ambulance. An ambulance for a taxi because it was "safe". They didnt tie me down just a ride on the bed in the back. Well, I had a ragtag buckle. The hospital had pancakes. That was my favorite part. The psyche doctor was an idiot and I wrote a complaint and a senior member came to see me the next morning. I said that doctor was a horrible welcome for someone who didn't care if they cbd'd or not. Nothing happened of course but I didn't expect them to fire anyone or something like that. Generally I think the workers at those places get jaded and the light of their life begins to fade. Did I mention the pancakes!! i stayed there for about 2 weeks and went to a detox center for booze and drugs. The only reason I got help was because of the booze. The implementation was that there was no help for wanting to cbd but they had lots of state funds for "booze". We had a pool and they took us out to get smokes and coffee if we had our own money but they didnt let us loose. About 2 months there I think. After that was a year in 2 rehabs. Like I said mine were nice but maybe thats just me. I saw people have a horrible time but a lot of that was violence and such. They will lock you up again for that. Some of the bad times was also withdrawals. That stuff looked like it hurt. My withdrawals were pretty bad too. I dont think the state or hospitals are ready for the lowest of the low myself. I think they throw money at the problem to give the public an excuse that something has been done. The people can be really stupid sometimes and the help is absolutely inaddequit. Like the help is just shit. Some people care but that only goes so far. I wish there was real help for hurt people in the "civilized" world but there isn't. Consume & obey. Pretend like everything is ok. Don't look at the flames of society. Our town has drug addicts all over the place. The police stopped doing anything about it. Most people are on drugs because they have been mentally broken for too long or just had one too many difficult problems. You can break forever from just one shitty thing. Most people dont get that. A lot of people would rather be homeless than give society another chance. Bills & work & no support network from the state if you fail. My opinion I guess. The mental and homeless and prisons are there to scare the other bastards into being "normal". Fucking "normal" is living amongst the half dead and suffering and not looking up so you dont have to help them. What a joke. I don't know if I answered the question right. I'm older I'm sure and ive seen enough of this world to tell you that NOBODY gives a damn shit. Every once in a while there are caring people that keep us afloat but the majority is hell in a basket. This world Isn't getting fixed any time soon and the fucking broken are the open wounds to show it. Everyone for themselves & self righteousness is the goal of the ones trying to "help" the mental and broken. Wasn't there actual fucking missiles flying through the sky last week? Yeah but we want you to not ctb because it will get better while we all sit on our asses. Sigh. Any fuckin way sometimes rehab and lockdown can be okay. That doesn't mean it will. People are the most unpredictable and evil things I've ever had the pleasure to watch. Don't beat yourselves up for bad experiences or bad choices. This place is fucked up and you did the best you could do. Did I mention pancakes?

Here is my experience.

I was curious if anyone else had a similar or different experience then me.

It's not your fault that those places can be far more broken than you are. These people don't know what to do with us. Snacks are nice though. I wonder what the statistics are for diabetes and mental wards giving away lots of snacks. Oreo addiction can be serious. These people try but they fail a lot. Could be worse. Could be in a country where the mental hospital has no snacks no roof and a dirt floor and beds of straw. The pain of this world can be difficult to face alone. Most days even in a crowded room with people you've known for years. None of that is your fault though. This world has been poo poo for a long long long time.

An outpatient clinic in my town, voluntarily at the request of family members.

Most miserable place I've been to. Some of the patients were unhinged to the point I feared for my own safety, and the staff was more depressed than I was.

Left before the end of the first day.

Never been to another one and never voluntarily will.

No snacks? I've heard they have snacks.... ❤