| your friend should definitely seek professional help. all i can do is share my own experience: when this happened to me a family member drove me to the hospital and suggested that i check myself in. i filled out paperwork, answered some questions and signed myself in. then the "fun" began. i was taken to a room where an armed guard watched the door. I was given a robe and they took my wallet and clothes while I waited in a room with a large glass window. in the room across from me was another guy and he was completely losing his shit -- screaming and pounding on the walls. That first experience felt what i imagine jail feels like and due to my state of mind i was convinced that my family had tricked me and put me in jail. i was very confused and started having a panic attack. eventually i was lead to a room with several hospital beds where i was given a sedative and went to sleep. later i was lead upstairs, had my face photographed and printed out for a folder. then i was taken to another room where i had to get naked while two male nurses watched and checked me for birth marks and tattoos. thankfully i was given a single room for the first few days and could keep to myself because i don't do well with others in situations like these. everything else was pretty much what i expected. i mainly sat around in the rec room on drugs playing cards and chess with the other patients and nurses. there were several homeless guys in there, some people that seemed to be scamming, terrible food, and a really loud television. They have group shave / haircut sessions, group therapy (which included dancing and some other stuff). Honestly it didn't really help me cope with my newly discovered mental illness, it just made me feel like i had hit rock bottom. i was given a pile of drugs and sent on my way. the therapist i was assigned to was extremely amateur and his solution for me was "phone apps". The psychiatrist i was assigned to was very hung up on me not doing street drugs (i don't). none of these humans attempted to get much story about my current life situation or past. they heard me ramble off a bunch of crazy shit and then decided their pre-scripted solutions were best for me, and when it doesn't work then the blame is thrown back on me. very very frustrating process. |
Are you using any medication right now? What are some things (medication wise) that did or did not help you?