I guess another positive was that being there made me want to do whatever I had to do to never have to go back again. But it wasn't awful. A few stinky nurses, a few nice ones, lots of sick people. Some therapy groups that weren't that helpful, just something to do. Lots of food. (God, they fed us constantly it seemed.)

I hope you find what you need and get on a better track soon. I know how discouraging it is to be down and down and just not get better. Good luck!