I just meant in that particular case I hope he picks the meds up soon. I would help if I lived nearby!
I was like 16, I stayed there for like 2 months with other teenagers, very cool experience.
I’ve been in 7 different hospitals, 12 different times. The thing they all had in common was it gets very boring and they gave me huge doses of meds that would knocked a horse out. Of course I’m not a horse but I could put myself in ones shoes. Basically, when I’m in a hospital I spend most of the time doing two things I’m really good at. That’s sleeping and pacing. I’m usually a loner in hospitals. I might talk to the person I share a room with and I might be on good terms with a couple of other people. But I keep to myself.
I have only been in two hospitals but one three times. The first time was like torture. I have written about it before. Long story.
They certainly weren’t treating me.
Only been to one. 3 times. The first two were ok. The most recent one was terrible, nothing healing at all, the environment, treatment by nurses, lack of activities, waste of time.
I’ve been 7 times to fairfax and one stay at intermountain psychiatric ICU in boise.
i even stayed christmas my first hospitalization and 2 fourth of julys.
fairfax was like home to me until my last visit where they stopped all smoke breaks. which seems crazy due to the amount addicted to nicotine.
My last psychiatric hospitalization was before WiFi and Netflix, so, boring. There was only one television in the patient lounge and the neurotic, middle-aged females had control of the remote.
I was in one for 8 months. There was a lot of sex between patients, lots of loud music from radios and people were doing drugs. It was like the mentally ill version of Studio 54.
I got lucky and transferred to a spot in the hospital with only 5 of us, small group, and they let me keep TBS on so I was watching Family Guy and American Dad most of the evening hours.
I’ve been hospitalized over twenty times. One time it was 5:00 in the morning, and I was out in the hallway in an overstuffed chair with a blanket wrapped around me reading a book. I was the very picture of comfort. A couple of aids walked past, and they got upset. A person wasn’t supposed to enjoy being in the hospital. I used a lot of my spare time to write. Again, it kind of bothered them that I was having a good time. My attitude was, “I was brought here against my will, but why not make the best of it?” A couple of decades ago they would keep me three or four months when I was hospitalized. That has been reduced to one month, at most, today. Sometimes they kept me just two weeks. There is a big difference between public and private hospitals. When I was at a private hospital for a year in Dallas they were always shoving food at us. The food was great. I’ve been to a couple of what I think are semi private hospitals for my last two hospitalizations. I don’t know how that works. One of them was a religiously oriented hospitals. I didn’t attend the church services there, and it kind of frustrated them. They didn’t force feed you large amounts of religion, but they did kind of urge you that direction. Both of the semi private hospitals were pretty good. They had interesting activities that kept us from being board. The older psychological hospitals are usually pretty drab. I wouldn’t say they are a misery or anything, but they do have a kind of worn down look. The food is usually decent in those places. I haven’t been in a hospital with someone who was really dangerous, and most people of the criminal persuasion would probably be on their best behavior there because they know they can always be sent to a worse place.
I’ve been in 5 hospitals and hated them all. I feel caged and there’s little natural light. I usually try to sleep my way thru it as best I can. Never had anything good come out of being in a hospital, sometimes I came out worse
It was like being in a daycare for a week.
Been in a couple of clinics over the years. always hated it with a passion. Dont get me wrong - the facilities were nice and the staff helpful - i just dont like being told what to do. When im ill - id rather be at home on my own sorting out my head by myself. I have to be near dying physically or mentally to even consider hospitals of any shape or form - and even then i would never ever go voluntarily.
Nice place to visit but I wouldn’t want to live there.
My first hospitalisation I was restrained by five people to the ground in a tiny room and I was scared and could not breath properly.
They licked me in this tiny isolation room that smelled of urine,feacies,vomit and that had no windows and nothing soft in it.im still amazed at how tiny and hard it was and that it could be legal to put anyone in there.
I was later let out but kept on the “strictest”wing where they watched me shower even.it was small
Then I was taken to the other bigger wing that was not as strict and they had a tabletennis table and they let you go out with permission.
They had houses after that wing with craft and pottery and you got your own room.
That was in Australia nsw.
Other hospital I was in was in Sweden.
I was in one hospital for a while and then moved to another hospital.
They had a woman come and do gymnastics once or twice a week.
I was not aloud out at first but after a while I was.
I met Anders there and had some of my best moments with him.
But destructive stuff n nastiness got in da way.
Last hospitalisation was in Queensland Australia.
I was scared as I always have been at first when hospitalised in psych ward.
They had great food.
Some really nice people.
They had a guy take me to the gym and they had a craft class and music therapy and relaxation.
The isolation room was soooooo much better than the one in nsw many years ago.
There was soft lighting and a mattress and it was bigger but feeling claustrophobic and scared I begged them to not lock me in there but I was to scared to take medication but they gave me a needle and I think managed to get meds down me and thankfully I got to sleep in a “normal” room.
They were all public hospitals.
I’ve been to a few psych wards in hospitals. I was in a mental institution for over 6 months once. I can’t remember if it was 9 months or 8. But it was over 6 months at least. Time seemed slow. I got to know a lot of people including the staff. People would come and go. Some 3 days, some 14 days, some 90 days. There was a few other that had been there long. They would be allowed to go to Los Angeles some days.
I thought I might be there for a long time. I spent Christmas there. Smoked a ton of cigarettes. When I came out everything felt weird. I think it was a good learning experience. Now I try to stay away from going to the psyche ward. I definitely don’t want to be institutionalized again.
It was similar to what @77nick77 said. A lot of people would have sex, people would try to drug themselves anyway possible, except there was one radio only during smoke breaks and the staff controlled it. Sometimes during groups they’d have a radio if it was arts and crafts. Some people would cry, there was the occasional psychotic moment from some. Screaming and trying to break out until subdued by staff and injected. I was told I was the star patient hah. I never went psychotic. One time a couple brought me some black and mild simply because I was friendly with their mentally impaired son. He was terrified when he arrived, he even bit me on the shoulder.
I remember him pretty well because sometimes he’d be flipping out until the staff called me. He seemed to feel more at ease with me around. He was unable to talk but I’d just tell him everything was okay, that the staff was there to help. His parents seemed kind. I don’t know why I was kept for so long that time. I’ve heard it is highly unusual. I didn’t commit any crimes. Come to think of it, I don’t know what exactly I did to be kept there for so long.
I have been hospitalised only once. The nurses were very nice to me and the psychiatrist too.
I’ve been to six hospitals. The first one they tube fed me and injected me with Thorazine. The second one was much like the first, only I was catching on to the game. Same things: tube feed and Thorazine. The third one was a mistake. Thirteen years. I was locked up for years for making sexual advances to some woman. I tried to commit suicide because I was embarrassed about two of the older patients’ behavior and I didn’t like the Haldol. The fourth hospital was a state hospital in W.VA. Good food but there was an abusive patient. The fifth hospital I had caught onto the the game. They gave me Loxapine and I was out in a month. The sixth hospital I hit a psychiatrist and they sent me to a general hospital in a strait jacket and in an ambulance. I almost died. I don’t like mental hospitals. They give you cigarettes and force you to watch TV. The medication is usually wrong and they sedate you heavily. You’re playing some kind of a losing game with the staff.
Hospitalized about 7 times in four different hospitals.
Worst experience was the first in a county hospital when I had a dystonic reaction from Prolixin. I felt paralyzed and terrified and couldn’t talk for a day or two.
Was hospitalized in Italy once while touring with a choir. Very poor facility and food was lousy but the staff was very nice.
Last time I was in I was placed in a large barracks of about 50 mental patients and drug addicts on cots, males and females together for two days and then moved to a brand new facility next door which had really comfy beds and totally private room.
Staff and drs. were always really nice to me and I didn’t get into too much trouble except when I tried to get on the elevator to elope in one hospital ward.
Ward was my least favorite place in the whole world. “Treatment”, overall, but especially in the ward, was the most damaging thing that ever happened to me. Im still healing from what they did there.
I hated especially the staff that was making humiliating jokes and remarks about me and other patients, even while violently undressing me and shooting me up with drugs i didnt want.