not like being a patient in the hospital, but miss it in general.

their are some nights I get really emotional because I'm not in hospital, and I don't know what's going on their

what are the nurses doing. what are they eating for food on the ward?. what are they watching in reception.

it's almost like I wish I was a robot, and could somehow connect to the hospital to see what's going on.

has anyone dealt with this and how do you cope with it?

[Unrigged64072835]

I miss letting go of all of my responsibilities and taking a time-out to focus on my mental health.

There's one hospital that I miss because I've been there a lot in the past and it was nice every time I went.

Most of them here suck, though.

[~Christina]

I don’t worry about what is going on while I am not there. It sounds distressing that you go through it .. Have you worked in T to find out how to lessen the effect of no being Ip ?

Well, I can relate to missing the hospital on occasion, but I don't really wonder or care what is going on there or what they are eating or watching. What I sometimes miss is just not being so isolated during the daytime, and not having as many responsibilities as I have now, even though I have relatively few compared to other people.

Even though my moods are not that labile anymore compared to the past, I still struggle with doing even 50-60% of what a 1950s housewife probably did. And yet, I'm pushing myself to add auditing one college class to my upcoming months, AND a once per week evening adult school class with my husband. It's intimidating! I'm scared, but I have to start trying to challenge myself more. Thoughts of the hospital, to me, are almost like "Calgon take me away" thoughts in that I wouldn't have to cook, go to the store, fill my pill boxes (and my husbands), do more than just a little laundry and make my bed. I could go to therapy and classes like "dance therapy", and talk with others. I would also feel almost a relief to be more pressured to take a shower. The only sad part is that I wouldn't have as much time with my husband. But sometimes even a little break from him is welcome. He went to Europe on business last December for 9 days. Originally I thought it would be horrible, but it turned out to be sort of a vacation.

Going to the hospital or IOP is very expensive, even with my insurance (I'm in the US). Though the feeling of safety and lack of responsibility, and intensive care is nice sometimes, it hurts us financially. It's not like if we lived in my husband's home country of Czech Republic where you pay virtually nothing for a hospitalization.

[Pookyl]

I miss it sometimes for different reasons.
Hospital is so safe and peaceful. And it comes with an activity schedule so I don’t have to think.

[GoldenSnitch]

I have found myself missing the hospital too. Most of all I miss that I’m in a safe environment without all of the stressors that my life normally has. But I have also wondered what people are doing, how they are, what meals they are serving, which nurses are working, etc. I’m not sure if this is good or bad or neither.

Every now and then I miss the hospital too. It's been over a year since my last hospitalization and I miss being cared for. I miss someone else making the food, someone else managing my meds, having a strict schedule to follow every day. Sometimes I also miss checking in about how I'm doing daily, although most of the time I don't need that anymore.

[Guiness187055]

I miss the simplicity of hospital life.

[Tucson]

I do not miss being hospitalized even though it helped a great deal. I was hospitalized 35 years ago. Actually, it was a rich person’s retreat for when they have their “nervous breakdowns”. It was a nice experience. I chose not to have a psychiatrist treat me. My T made that happen. However, by the end of the month, it costed me $100,000. This is in 1983 dollars. I sent the bill to my employer who decided to pay for it.

I will never be able to afford it. Even public psych wards can be expensive. I simply cannot afford it. So I do my best to stay out of it. As an aside, I do not remember eating or taking a shower. I do not even remember what I wore. I do remember some parts of it. Boy was I screwed up.

PS The only public facility that I am aware of closed down. So it will have to be a hospital psych ward. This is where a bunch of people there are in a small room staring at each other every day. No thankyou. Perhaps one of these expensive private hospitals will work. However, there is no way I can afford it.

[lilypup]

Nope, don't miss it at all. You must have been in a supportive hospital.
I entered the hospital one night in a psychotic state. They gave me something by injection (Haldol?)
So I wake up at three a.m. and wander out into the main room. There were a bunch of employees yucking it up behind the desk. There was also a naked guy lying face up on the pool table. He did NOT look like Keith Urban.
That moment was a low point in my life.

[AspiringAuthor]

I do not miss it, but I feel good that the nurses and occupational therapists whom I know well by now and like are helping other people.

[franz kafka]

I sometimes miss the hospital, but then I end up there again and realize why I hate it so much. I'm not good at downtime and that's all there is in the hospital. I also hate groups. And judgy nurses.

[tsrc78]

I have absolutely hated the hospital I was at the last three times i’ve been hospitalized. But I do wish I could go to a better facility.

I miss being hospitalized, just NOT the place I have been. I miss having scheduled times to take meds, scheduled meal times, not having to deal with the huge stressors of my life. Even with the crappy staff and crappy groups, I am able to spend down time, either reading a book or writing in a journal they can give us. I disliked my last hospital stay the least, right before Thanksgiving, but I ended up writing nearly 30 pages in a journal. Being introspective about myself, what are the reasons why I can’t cope, what I need to do to change that, what are the positive things to do. But after having to deal with a husband, kids, two families, throughout December, all of that got lost. And I get scattered and don’t know how to put myself back together. I spend all of my time worrying about the needs of everyone else. Being in the hospital is the ONLY time I can focus on me. That’s what I miss, just getting away from it all, I just wish it were at a better hospital.

[amicus_curiae]

Originally Posted by shattered sanity

not like being a patient in the hospital, but miss it in general.

their are some nights I get really emotional because I'm not in hospital, and I don't know what's going on their

what are the nurses doing. what are they eating for food on the ward?. what are they watching in reception.

it's almost like I wish I was a robot, and could somehow connect to the hospital to see what's going on.

has anyone dealt with this and how do you cope with it?

Good gawd, NO!

I have a literal MORTAL FEAR of returning to a psych hospital or psych ward. I withered away for a total of eleven years combined in one or the other.

The nurses are doing as little as possible, if they’re not busy trying to undermine anything good that may have accidentally occurred.

In the midst of anhedonia, I could not taste the food and it only served to fuel the constipation caused by two-thirds of my meds. I do not wonder what artificial meats or ersatz vegetables are being served.

I get overly emotional when told that I need to go through the ER in order to get a bed on the psych floor - I would rather go through another open-heart surgery, wide awake, than spend 24 hours in a psych hospital or ward.

If I sense any reality in depictions of psych-dungeons on television or in a movie I throw up. I also throw up when hearing or reading the word combinations of ‘school shooting,’ ‘assault rifle,’ and, more recently, ‘bump stock.’

I have hurled at many words or word combinations since 1963... ‘assassination,’ ‘assassination,’ ‘Detroit police,’ ‘assassination,’ ‘assassination,’ ‘Mayor Daley,’ ‘Chicago Seven,’ ‘Richard Nixon,’ ‘Kent State,’... and on until the current ‘bump stock.’ Had I been in Hawaii during the ‘missle launch,’ I would have required five changes of clothing.

I will not be hospitalized again. When I think of what might be going on in those horror shows I think of the padded rooms on the upper floors and the heavy-duty canvas of the straitjackets and how you can still draw blood whilst so constrained. I think of pretty pale girls in thin cotton shifts who cannot stop weeping and pretty pale boys trying to steal my shoes and old men, beaten with cinder blocks, liable to bleed out if not soon given care.

And old women who cannot recall their names.

Finally, I will ask myself if this confinement means that I will lose everything again and if there is any use in cooperating with those in charge or if I should just be quiet again.

For some of us, hospitals aren’t temporary sanctuaries.

Maybe ya just gotta try ‘em for a decade. Are you that interested in knowing what’s up?

[LadyShadow]

As much as I wanted to leave the hospital while I was there, I missed the amazing meals, and interacting with the staff. I bonded with them more than with the other patients.

Other than that, I am glad I got the hell out of there, but I do still think of those that work there often.

A suggestion for you though: If you remember what hospital you had stayed at the last time that you were there that you missed, write them a letter of recommendation or how much you liked your experience there. I had done that and they sent me a letter of appreciation that was so wonderful, that I hung it up on my wall. It's a nice reminder so I don't feel so alone.