I was involuntarily commited to a real shabby high security psych hospital 3 years ago.
The majority of staff members, including doctor and nurses were abusive.
It was a private hospital but it was along the same lines as a State hospital.
What were your experiences in the psych ward?
Positive or negative.
Thats terrible @Wave. Someone recommended me to go to emergency right now, but am afraid.
Don’t be afraid @see121
Not all hospitals are the same
I came in with an associate’s degree and high hopes for a future. I came out having given up on any kind of future. Do you need to know the rest?
Psych hospitals save people’s lives. Our experiences there may be coloured by our own state of mind too.
I’ve been to hospitals a good few times.
No, I was really abused.
I’ve never been to a hospital, and don’t plan on it.
I was so nuts they gave me my own room lol. All I did was read magazines and clean up after the other “tenants.” It wouldn’t have been so bad if I wasn’t in some sort of psychosis hellride
That is awful Wave. I was treated so well in the psych ward I was voluntarily committed to. It was a State run Hospital in Queensland. Our days were filled with fun activities, we were taken out for twice daily walks where we could even stop at the shop to buy cigarettes etc.
I was considered a low risk as I was non violent and not abusive in any way and so were the others that were there in the same ward. We all got along really well.
I ended up in this ward three times and on each occasion the care and treatment was exactly the same.
Wow that sounds nice. I was stuck in basically the same hallway for about three weeks. If you tried to escape you got a quick shot to the butt. I saw it happen a couple of times.
it’s all in my book and after writing a book about it I don’t like to rerun old psych ward stories…burnt out kind of…anyways, It depends on whether I was euphoric or paranoid…when I was euphoric in the beginning I thought I was a millionaire surrounded by famous writers and actors and actresses. fun kind of…after the second time I was delusional in the psych ward I believed Satan had taken over the world and I was a double agent…turned computer without a soul…months in despair and then Jesus gave me my spirit in the computer and I was delivering Satan to fire lake in a space ship going seven times the speed of light.
I spent 8 months in a hospital when I was 21 years old.
Looking back, I suspect something was wrong with me.
I was in a few other ones for short stays. I remember in the psyche ward at Stanford hospital they kept a 5 gallon tub of ice cream in the freezer at all times and we could help ourselves to it anytime we wanted. And a counselor took us across the street a couple of times to Stanford mall for coffee. I remember I organized a touch football game on the back lawn, lol. THey had a a basketball court out back so we played a lot of basketball, mainly because there was nothing else to do. There was a TV though and I remember watching the World Series when the Dodgers were playing someone. It was actually one of the most dramatic World Series games I ever saw.
In the ninth inning the Dodgers were down by two. They were up to bat for the last time and there was a guy on first and second with two outs. Their best hitter had not been in the game because he had bad knees and could hardly walk but they stuck him in to pinch hit. I think that it was a full count and the pitcher threw the pitch and the guy (Kurt something) hit a home run, winning the game. The guy could barely hobble around the bases.
I was usually always abused in county and federal hospitals. Treated well in private hospitals. Except once I was in a private hospital and had a really bad migraine early in the morning, and they didn’t get around to giving me any migraine medicine until ten o ’ clock at night. I consider that to be abuse in my book.
Sounds like the hospitals overseas are better places to be than the hospitals in the States.
I’m sorry @SkinnyMe.
I was tortured.
I apologize in advance for the length of this post.
Especially the first time. I was paranoid going in and the hospital made me delusional. They did so many shady things it wasn’t funny.
First off the cameras got to me because I was so paranoid but that wasn’t really them doing anything.
I have posted about it before. It will be in my book if I ever finish it. I was convinced all the patients were actors as they all knew personal things about me. One guy knew I used to smoke in my helicopter. There is no way he could have known that. Another guy knew of my infidelities. Again no way he could have known that.
There were stories in the newspaper in the dayroom about things in my life. And I know how delusional that must sound but they were really specific to my life events. I quit reading the paper.
I felt guilty of murder when I was there and they kept announcing over the intercom that anyone who wants to confess to a crime should come to the dayroom. They said the police were there. That’s a long story of how I came to think I was a murderer. My wife is a chronic alcoholic and I had wished her dead about a week before and I think that’s the night I got crazy. I thought to myself why am I thinking this. It was really bad. The room started spinning and I had to put my foot on the floor to stop it. I was sober. My wife nearly drank herself to death. She went to detox and the doctor said she was about two days from death. I bought all the beer and alcohol. I went to Al anon for a while and learned it wasn’t my fault but I thought there were actors in there too so I quit going.
When my wife went to rehab was when I made my attempt and got hospitalized the first time. My wife was in rehab in New Orleans when I was in the hospital. They kept showing news segments on the tv in the dayroom about a hurricane headed for New Orleans. These news reports looked like they were made in someone’s garage. There was no network id like CNN or Fox or anything like that. I have googled it. There was no hurricane in New Orleans then. They were just messing with my head.
I realize how crazy this must all sound but it’s true. There was no treatment there. They made me worse intentionally. I am still delusional to this day. Those feelings of people acting and being in on it still come up all the time.
Hospitals are supposed to make you better. Not worse. But it was a military hospital not a state run hospital.
I was sent to the ER from the psych hospital twice because of all the abuse I endured.
I fainted and didn’t regain consciousness till hours later.
I was given a CAT scan from the ER.
Thank you, @Wave.
Sorry to hear it was so bad wave
I too was involuntary hospitalized. I wasn’t abused but all the staff on that floor was know to be jaded and grumpy. They had a hairdresser that would come in and cut everybody hair and she was talking about it. Some if the staff would give people are hard time about trivial things. I dont agree with treating mentally I’ll people like that. They already dont feel well. One of my biggest complaints was that their was no privacy. You would walk by and some guy was jacking off in his room. You could also hear everybody fart.
Thanks @anon12381882