Rayzieka
Not Really Here
- Apr 28, 2021
- 637
I just got home from a visit to the ward and I've got to say it's my worst experience with a ward so far.
My psychiatrist sent me down the ER a few days ago and I spent about 12 hours in what seemed like solitary confinement until they came in and told me I'd be transported to the cities into another mental health unit. The EMT eventually came and strapped me down to the bed for the ambulance and tried to talk my bad mood away for two hours.
And that was nice of him but I knew what was coming. As soon as he carted me into the unit the other patients started screaming and trying to scare me by saying id be there for 6 months. The EMT looked petrified and I couldn't help but laugh a bit. He apologized and left and I just kept trying to avoid eye contact with those patients but they continued to scream about being crack babies and insisting that they themselves are doctors.
Overall this was just unpleasant and I managed to lie my way out and used the other patient's actions to justify why this wasn't the right place for me right now by saying I was terrified. The stay was horrid.. they managed to forget to bring me food out of everyone there and ignored all my questions and wouldn't tell me what medication they were giving me. Whatever they did give me is still pumping through me because I felt nauseous within 10 minutes and still do. I admit I feel less on the verge of ctb at the moment but I think it might just be a relief to be back in my own bedroom... Or maybe that nickle sized pill is zombifying me still..
Over all a bad experience once again and I don't recommend mental hospitals...
My psychiatrist sent me down the ER a few days ago and I spent about 12 hours in what seemed like solitary confinement until they came in and told me I'd be transported to the cities into another mental health unit. The EMT eventually came and strapped me down to the bed for the ambulance and tried to talk my bad mood away for two hours.
And that was nice of him but I knew what was coming. As soon as he carted me into the unit the other patients started screaming and trying to scare me by saying id be there for 6 months. The EMT looked petrified and I couldn't help but laugh a bit. He apologized and left and I just kept trying to avoid eye contact with those patients but they continued to scream about being crack babies and insisting that they themselves are doctors.
Overall this was just unpleasant and I managed to lie my way out and used the other patient's actions to justify why this wasn't the right place for me right now by saying I was terrified. The stay was horrid.. they managed to forget to bring me food out of everyone there and ignored all my questions and wouldn't tell me what medication they were giving me. Whatever they did give me is still pumping through me because I felt nauseous within 10 minutes and still do. I admit I feel less on the verge of ctb at the moment but I think it might just be a relief to be back in my own bedroom... Or maybe that nickle sized pill is zombifying me still..
Over all a bad experience once again and I don't recommend mental hospitals...