Inside the Darkest Corners of Psychiatric Hospitals: Chilling True Stories from Employees and Patients You Won’t Forget
We formed a weird little club, and would often play cards in a lounge area together. Conversations would go something like this:
Me: “Hey does anyone want this cheese? I snuck it into my pocket so Nurse thought I ate it.”
Homeless Kid: “Mine! Dibs! Here, you can have these beads I swiped from Craft Time.”
Other Anorexic: “I’ll get you some ice cream and saltines if you find me some sewing gear. I’m gonna sew some batteries into my hair scrunchie for my next weigh-in day.”
Suicidal Kid: “Do you think I’d die if could scoop my eyeball out with a spoon?”
And so on.
It was a very bizarro time in my life.
A doctor told me I was too fat to be in there and should come back when I actually look anorexic (I was already pretty underweight) and I was released hours after that.
Did psych rounds as part of my nurse training. The story I’m gonna talk is about my friend’s experience when she had psych rotations a month before mine.
Apparently, she had a patient who was sexually attracted to the Sun. The star of our system. Literally. She would lie on the floor, spread her legs, and get railed by the sun rays.
Most amazing: for some reason a piano was in the psych ward, a patient who never spoke started playing, she knew every piece by heart. The entire ward of psychotics, manics, and even staff went and sat in that room. Not a word was spoken for a good half hour.
Craziest: family members choking a patient because his sister gave another patient a blow job. A guy who thought he was Jesus convincing the entire ward to meet on the balcony to discuss ways of breaking out. A guy would run away every day, steal a car and drive back to the ward. People speaking in tongues- scary.
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