But sometimes I catch myself reminiscing about being in the “behavioral health” ward…
I could sleep all the time, draw, watch tv if I wanted, socialize with some of the other patients in there… AND they’d bring you food every 5 hours on the hour… the food wasn’t too bad either.
No, you aren’t the only one. Sometimes, especially when I’m upset or stressed or feeling like I have too much responsibility I long for a stay in the hospital where everything is all planned out for you and you have no worries except to get better.
Last time I was in the Psych ward, the patients were quite out there and were not much for good casual conversation. I ended up talking to the nurses when I wanted to talk to someone. I can’t say I have as fond of memories as you of the psych ward. I did like most of the nurses though. Some of them were very nice to me and provided me many kindnesses outside the realm of just doing their jobs. And the food was ok. Last time I was in I was there over a month though, so maybe that was just too long.
I try to avoid the hospital like it’s the plague. I’ve never had great experiences, and in my area everyone I’ve talked to who went to the local wards hated it. The staff is very mean and condescending to everyone
I like the hospital, all I do is work home and sleep, its like a holiday when i go there
Yeah I mean my first time was awful… cause I was still trippin. But the second time I was pretty “with it” so I was only in there for 4 days…
A month is a longgg time… I’d prolly get tired of being in there that long
Yeah it’s kind of relaxing being at the hospital, at least for a few days. Not too much stimulation
Honestly, the psych hospital would’ve been great IF I didn’t have type 1 diabetes. They took away my insulin pump and continuous glucose monitor (CGM) when I was admitted. They forced me to take multiple daily shots, instead … . My blood sugars were completely out of control!! Like 300’s!!! I had to fight with the nurses to give me a correction dose/shot of insulin in the middle of the night.
Nurse: “We can’t give you a shot right now; we don’t have permission in your chart to give you shots at 2am.”
Me: “I’m a type 1 diabetic and my blood sugar is very high. I NEED a shot whenever my blood sugar is high.”
They finally made some changes, but my shots were still scheduled. It was so stressful. My blood sugar control was atrocious, while in the psych hospital, because they didn’t know the difference between caring for a type 1 & type 2 diabetic.
SO STRESSFUL.
It would’ve been fine if I wasn’t T1D. If I ever go back, they better let me keep my medical devices. I have excellent blood sugar control when I manage my diabetes, myself, with guidance from an actual endocrinologist specialized in T1D. Those psych nurses knew nothing about managing a T1D.
I wish I never fell in love with what goes on in a psych ward it’s one of my biggest regrets. My last time there as a patient was over 20 years ago, luckily.
I’ve stayed in a million psych wards a million times in both Arizona and Nebraska. I would love it if I never saw the inside of a psych ward ever again my whole life.
It was nice years ago. I actually thought it was a resort and would prefer living there with a single room, 3 square meals a day, smokes, phone/internet, and an occasional soda/monster. Then things got real bad with the new laws where you can’t have vistors as much. The place got shuffled around with new owners or something or sold and it just got scary for me. I think others agreed.
I realized it’s not a reality to live in a mental hospital and that it’s too expensive.
When I first went it was better than home. Really relaxed and everyone was friendly. Then the patients or bad ones started visting there. Private is better than public in some cases, but has less regulation I think. I’ll never go back again.
It was nice seeing the occasional hot nurse or therapist and then getting attention from the doctors. Much better than home.
Not all hospitals are good or equal.
I thought there were some scary patients there from off the streets and stuff or whatever. I had deja vu that one patient had a stun gun (or knife) there and then it just made me think of mk ultra and crap. I never recovered from those memories. My memories are fading a bit. I swear I saw some of those guys at the local internet cafe a few times. Made me wonder. What was it?
It depends on how I want to remember it. My first psyche ward was a nice one, modern and clean. It had a ping-pong table and a pool table. A counselor took me jogging in the hills; that was fun. They took us on outings to the park to play ball and to the hills for a hike and to look at this old train museum. BUT it’s also where I first became psychotic. And I was miserable. But still, even after I became psychotic I got to fool around with this girl there which was nice. The facility had a great view of the forest covered hills from the back porch; I used to go out back by myself and sit in a chair and enjoy the view. Yeah, the food was OK. I went to a couple groups which weren’t bad. Went for a walk. It was like a country club and none of the people there were hardcore, unlike my future hospitalizations.
My first three trips weren’t that great. I wanted to die after all. The fourth was better. Good food and a sensory room.
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