I was there in 2005 around presidents day (February). OMG, I can't even explain the horror. Right when I got there this old lady patient in a wheelchair peed herself, which went on the floor. We told the people at the desk. They NEVER cleaned it up the entire time I was there. They let psychotic patients watch the movie SAW. The bathroom I shared with three other patients had poop in it on more that one occasion, (and I don't mean a little or a smear, I mean a whole pile). The staff was terrible. I had an injury that I much later had found out developed cellulitus (apparently I'm prone to it), but was told multiple times it was fine and that I just had no willpower not to scratch it (cellulitus itches HORRIBLY). So the only thing they did was put bacitracin on it with a bandage the whole time (I didn't die, lol, but I managed to get through it without anti-biotics not knowing till later it had been cellulitus). There was literally nothing to do there, (these places usually give you things today because bored patients are a pain in the ass) there were some pathetic pictures to color with broken colored pencils and crayons but they were almost all the same picture of a gingerbread man). The food was substandard even for a hospital and supplies (food) were low the whole time. MANY patients there were getting ECT (very unusual, mostly used as a last result, normally). It was reminiscent of the overcrowded underfunded Hospitals before deinstitutionalization. Place was a nightmare, and I wasn't even committed against my will. (they won't let you leave on holidays or weekends, hence I was stuck there for DAYS).
I knew I wouldn't get anything therapeutic out of the situation, because they were overrun with much worse cases (psychotic patients) and couldn't handle the number of people there anyways. I just bode my time until they let me out (Tuesday I believe, I think I got there on Friday night).
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