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Old Jul 23, 2013, 12:05 PM
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Originally Posted by amandalouise View Post
if you are here in america though it can have similarities to being in prison like you cant just leave and you have rules you have to abide by and unless your treatment plan says you have the right to refuse a treatment you have to comply with the treatment options, and sometimes the windows have special mess/bars on them so that those that may be a danger to their self and others cant just climb out a window and harm others.

but it is different then a prison because its more like a hospital setting....hospital rooms with a bed or two, a bed stand and some rooms have lamps. A closet for your personal items and clothing.

most mental health units now allow their patients to wear normal clothing unless they have tried to harm their self or are making attempts to leave with out doctors release.

usually theres a dining room, game room, sun room, exercise room visitors room, therapy rooms, and group therapy rooms. or any combo of rooms depending upon what the treatment options are at the hospital to which you go to.

you will be assigned a psychiatrist,therapist or other treatment providers that will work with you to help get you stabilized so that you dont have any more anxiety / panic attacks and can live at home again without them.
Mine was 4 beds in one room, curtains separating the patients, no nightstands or bookcases. Just a hospital bed in a curtained off area. There were bars over the windows.

We had an exercise room and a general room. The general room had a kitchen and a TV and like board games. No access to a computer and we were allotted 30mins on the phone a day (no cellphones allowed due to patient confidentiality purposes).

Every day they offered optional classes (AA meetings, stuff like that) and an optional group meeting. I went to one of the group sessions. I found it insultingly juvenile. We read this poem about a train and the moral was being the pilot of your own life. The group leader then asked us to try and interpret the meaning of the poem and the poem was literally so simple that there isn't any possible way up could have misinterpreted it. But the other people in the group were crying about it and I was overwhelmed by their emotions over a piece of writing so pathetic.

So it is a little better than prison but not a ton.