Nurses of psych wards, what did a patient do that left you speechless? 

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I worked as a CNA on an Alzheimer’s ward. We had this one lady that would always hit on me. I never wanted to hurt her feelings so I would make up an excuse as to why we couldn’t Shnook(😬🤢) I once told her I couldn’t because I had to go to work, she looked me dead in the eyes and said “ well hunny you could work on me”. I turned a million shades of red and ran out of the room lol🤦‍♂️

i am currently on a psych ward with schizoaffective disorder and according to the nurses, one night I became delusional snd thought that the ghost of the Queen of England was my long lost mother and was coming to visit me so I slept on the floor so she could have the bed. Not as extreme as any of these but quite funny. I'm glad I can look back and laugh at it.

I was a patient in a psych ward. One of the nurses was convinced that I wasn't taking showers because I was done showering in about 5 minutes. She always said that I wasn't showering and threatened to lock me in the bathroom to make sure that I would shower. On my last day there, I stayed in that fucking shower for 3 hours straight. When I got out, the nurse just looked at me and I said "I took a longer shower tonight. Hope you don't mind."

The animal that ‘spits blood as a defense mechanism’ is a species of lizard who actually shoot blood from their eyes to horrify, confuse, and disgust predators for enough time to escape.

You have to remember that these are people (or completely made up stories for clout lol) and that they are really struggling. Don’t just think damn they are crazy because any one can end up like that in the right circumstances. Remember to give them respect

It’s absolutely ridiculous that you can’t use the word suicide, but you can describe the ways people try to ‘un-alive’ themselves.

I was a patient in the Army. Everyone there was suicidally depressed except for one guy. I don’t know why he was there in the first place, but he was going to be discharged. However, he refused to answer to his name. I mean, as if he wouldn’t acknowledge that was him. I think he had been there for about 9 months, getting E-6 pay deposited into his bank account and having no responsibilities. Not sure if he was insane or brilliant.

can’t blame the girl for eating so many pudding cups, that stuff’s good. seriously, if you left me in a room with just pudding cups they’d all be gone within the hour

A pal of mine had to interview a really disturbing patient once, he claimed he had killed numerous sex workers out of "love" as being him the son of one he thought to be liberating them from the same horrible life his mom had lived. As far I know there is no proof he truly was a serial killer, no physical evidence and even the "cases" he provided most details did not match any missing person or cold case so is quite possible it was all in his mind but to him it was real and my friend told me he was quite convincing in that regard and he felt immense relief once that assigment was over even if by that point he already was aware the police were almost certain that those "murders" had never been real.

as a kid i was admitted and i remember a few things; one kid showed me a massive scar accross his stomach that he'd caused himself while trying to kill himself. Two kids constantly got in fights, one even broke his hand punching a nurse. The other kid had to be isolated frequently and even almost started a fight after losing a bet (he did not wanna give up his pudding cup). Somehow, that kid went home first. Me and one other kid got a nurse to play Halloween At Freddys (fnaf fan song) for musical chairs. I got to go trick or treating during 2020 when no one else could bc i was in a psych ward.

The spoon thing is so wild because that stuff happens all the time. Watched a girl eat a chunk of soap three separate times and every time the nurses refused to believe me until one of the staff caught her like 5 minutes later and literally yanked it out of her hands.

Not doing voices for mentally ill people is respectful. You got a new subscriber

Makes me think of a time I had been in a psych ward and was chatting it up with a patient and their mother. We all three of us, suddenly were just 'instantly' drawn to a figure walking past the door of the room. Another patient, there for a detoxing, had walked past us in his towel (presumably from the showers, I didn't personally get involved in that) and he had just walked past when the towel fell to the floor. He kept walking as if nothing changed in his world. A few nurses suddenly ran behind him (he was out of eye-shot at this point) helping him to his room and helped him get at least a medical robe on. The three of us were stunned, not able to talk when the mother suddenly was like "Well, that happened.." To this day, I didn't see anything but that towel drop but I never want to see something like that again, period. xD

I was on a psych ward for just one night. I have debilitating anxiety and some how putting me in an isolation room was thought to be a good idea. I was not checked on once during that night and every time I came out of the room to go to the bathroom, the security guards laughed at me. The girl in the next room was beating her head against the wall, and it sounded like a watermelon hitting cement. She asked for a drink of ginger ale as her blood sugar was out of whack. I heard the nurse and the security guards egg her on and laugh at her. Don't tell me about the compassion shown by these supposed angels of mercy. Let us add that the medication I was on was slowly poisoning me. I was on four times the safe dosage. The fine psychiatrist that saw me in the morning said there was nothing wrong with my meds and sent me home. Later blood tests showed that I was suffering from Valproic Acid poisoning, which can kill you. I have little faith in the mental health care system.

the tooth guy literally sounds like 7 year old me. whenever my tooth was at the beginning stages of becoming loose, no matter the placement, I would grab toilet paper or a tissue, pull out said tooth, then proudly show my mom it. tried to teach some other kids this hack, but it didn't work for them. even pulled out a non-wiggly tooth at a sleepover.

My uncle was a nurse at a psych ward in Illinois during the 70s to 90s. He met both Gacy and Dahmer, and and likes to say they were the more sane people. One story that sticks with me (and even makes me laugh, morbid humor and all that) is when a patient sawed most of his penis off with a crushed soda can. The patient was taken to the ER, escorted by 2 male psych nurses, and was stitched back up. The patient wasn't restrained, and when he learned that he'd have to go back to the psych ward, the patient completely ripped off his penis, stitches and all, and threw it at one of the psych nurses. It hit the guy's face and went down his scrubs. Edit: I stand corrected. He cut off most of his testicles. They managed to save one but the other had to be removed. The man had thrown his remaining test at the nurse. Not his penis.

I feel like the OP was expected “horrible psychopath stabbed me ahhhhhhh” but really, psych wards are just places for people to get the help they need. It’s important to respect those who are/were in them, and also need to understand that they are *people* too.

i’m so glad people are able to share their stories and the stories of other people. as someone who’s gone through (and still going through)severe depression and has attempted suicide twice, i tend to view things differently from others; especially since i have an abusive father and i was constantly yelled at and made fun of because of my issues by him and by my classmates, unable to truly express how i feel. It warms my heart knowing people can talk about it and get support, but breaks my heart that people go through terrible things.

Ooo here’s an extra story for y’all!! When I was in the mental hospital, at about like 13, I was in the outpatient program , it’s basically school but in a psych-ward + you get to go home, we were in the middle of learning time when this girl randomly said she had to go to the nurse, well she got up and went to the area where the nurse was, I could overhear them talking about how she needed wipes, the nurse closed the door after that and we didn’t know what happened, like an hour later we were in group therapy and she was there for the time-being, somehow it got to the point where they were talking about earlier and the group therapist said to show what happened. She pulled up her pants legs and all we saw was her legs being riddled with fresh bleeding scars, I was in shock and everyone else was too. I recently went back like two weeks ago and I have another crazy story, quite a couple too

When I first got in psych ward I was horrified, I think I age regressed (unvoluntarily, trauma based) so the nurses talked to me like a kiddo for a while until I felt better and snapped out of it. They were really nice. God bless them. ❤❤❤

one time I was in the ER waiting to be transferred to a psychiatric facility, and the ER was full so they had everyone who wasn't terminally ill had to sit in chairs. I was sitting next to this dude and he was high out of his mind. We struck up a conversation and I asked him what he was in for. he lifted his hospital gown to reveal that his leg was obviously broken. He started giggling, and I didn't know what to say so I just sort of.. sat there. Eventually he stopped giggling, tapped me on the shoulder, looked me right in the eyes, and said "there is always someone out there who loves you. and if there is a god, then he isn't good enough for us. never let anyone jump off your rollercoaster." I thanked him, I didn't know what else to say. and he said "Don't thank me, thank scientists." and that was it, not a peep out of him after that. no context, nothing. I got moved to a bed. i wonder how he's doing now. I hope he didn't let anyone fall off his rollercoaster, whatever that means

My mom and I used to both work on the same unit, but at different times. Once there was a pt who had hallucinations...like bad. He was so sick of seeing things he knew weren't there, it was driving him literally insane. He had to be put in a 5-point harness on one of the beds in isolation. Somehow he managed to sit up just enough to contort his body down so he could get his eyes close enough to his hand and proceeded to gouge his eyes out. Sadly for him, you see with the back of your brain, not the eyes themselves. So even after he gouged out his eyes, he was still seeing the hallucinations.

I can relate to the first story. I’m a CNA on the “memory care” unit at an assisted living facility (read the people had dementia or Alzheimer’s). One guy was a holocaust survivor and would always try to hide in closets or use furniture to barricade doors & entrances. It was so sad that he was reliving trying to stay alive during that horrible time of his life.

I was recently in a psych ward (I have what currently is diagnosed as depression with psychotic elements) and joked with other patients about eating crayons. The staff said it had already happened and they allowed them because at some point you have to accept the risk of nonlethal injury to allow the patients something.

I could never be a psych nurse. I became a nurse to help people and do what I could to make someone better. Psych nursing is a nightmare. Most times there is no way to make them better. All you can really do is keep them safe. My hat goes off to those that do work in psych nursing it’s a difficult job that takes special people to do it.

My friend was put in a ward for depression and said this sweet young woman who had schizophrenia held a blanket everywhere because she thought she had a baby. It sounds wholesome.

Story 7 the one about the whiteout... So you are on suicide watch and people tell you you cant have things because you are on suicide watch and pointing out how silly that is because of the myriad of other easily accessible things you could do is just further proof that you should be on watch? What sense does that make? If I hold people against their will because I think they are going to draw on the walls and so I refuse to give them markers and they say "But there are crayons right there. There's pencils over there. I've got finger paints and colored pencils over here. I just want those markers right there." Why would it make sense to go "AHH It's True! You've been thinking of all the things you could use to draw on the walls with!"

I’m not a nurse I’m schizophrenic(schizoaffective bipolar technically also autistic) and have been hospitalized multiple times because voices scream at me to do stuff like jump off of bridges because I was either depressed or invincible, crazy stuff(pun intended) however I normally come to my senses in the intake rooms and realize “oh shit it’s the psycward again” the nurses and staff are always wary of me at first, but I’m normally placed in “low security short term”. I will use fake names in this to protect identity’s This last time I had a psychotic break after a really really bad day at a new job which was at Wendy’s still wearing my uniform where they found me after a long stupor with the sucicide hotline, they ended up calling me baconator, when I got to the intake rooms I was quite confused and scared and there was 3 people out in the halls during intake too, the lights were too bright to sleep and I was cold with no blankets so I went to go to talk with the other patients, one was an older lady who when she discovered I was 19 gave me all of her blankets(God bless her heart) and the other one was a guy named Lee who just got done with a bad break up with his gf and the other was a meth addict who I don’t really remember why he was there. Luis and I were sent to the same wing and like always there was a bunch of guys playing cards, since at this point after staying in the ER and going 2 hours away to the psyc hospital I was medicated and calm and not an emotional wreck who was kinda used to this unlike all the first timers there, I made it my mission to help as many people as possible I tried to get as many guys as possible playing cards to take their minds off things, I’m a quite charismatic guy and only wish to use that guy and only wish to use that for the good of others, because I know what being mislead and hurt feels like, I remember there was this one guy named Anthony who would get angry at everything, he wouldn’t attend group therapy and wouldn’t talk to anyone, he too like half the guys in there were in there because they had a bad break up and eventually there was a low function autistic kid who was 18 who got in after him and got out before him, this pissed him off, because you see when your a wreck you don’t think right, I eventually pulled him aside during lunch and started talking eventually he admitted and I’m paraphrasing here “I’m pissed because they are letting this r3***d out before me dude” and I told him “he’s low functioning autistic can’t you tell? They can’t help that and his parents are probably worried sick, quit being angry over things you can’t change, mind your own Business, you gotta focus on yourself right now can’t you see what your letting your emotions make you into?” Then he continued to question why they were not letting him out yet saying how bullshit all the group therapy was and I told him “listen man I know it’s bullshit, but the people here have all gone to college and dedicated their whole lives to helping people like us just to get payed shit salary’s, just because their methods and therapy is bullshit dosent change the fact that they really care, they can’t help you at all, only you can help you, all they are trying to do is force you to help yourself” After that whole talk he started playing cards with us and talking with people and attending group therapy I later heard him making up with his gf over the phone, he was scheduled to go a day out after me and he said the day I left “thank you man, you really helped change my perspective and you really helped” and that warmed my heart in some kind of special way. There’s a lot I can talk about about this stay, about how the (we thought she was lesbian and I’ll be honest she probably was) black women mental health advocate pulled back no stereotypes and decided to tell us alllllll about ourselves even when she was insulted, or about how “expersional therapy” which was really just a bunch of dudes talking and one women who was an absolute boss would tell us what she thought, or how my roommate was literally a local celebrity for his affiliation with the “hobo king”(real thing look it up) and also he had the absolute most snazzy and best top hat with goggles and tattered rags for clothes, but at the end of the day I just want to end the stigma around psycwards, they are not a place for looneys but real people, and it’s not vacation it’s more like being at a boring school with spades and blackjack and the stigma around mentally ill, and maybe look into becoming a peer counselor.

I like how calm you stay throughout all of these

I'm not naming the mental facility they sent me to but they've been known for bad practices however I got sent there for a 3-day mental evaluation for my disability. I got there and settled in about 3:00 a.m. there's a bunch of guys and one room and the guy beside me literally stop breathing I jump up run to the front where a bunch of nurses were sitting around and told him the guy beside me has stopped breathing they told me oh he does that he has sleep apnea! That was my first experience there, well later that day I got to meet the head honcho nurse there and she asked me when was the last time I had alcohol well 6 months before this incident I hadn't had any but two brothers passed away in an accident and as a part of their religious ceremony it was the equivalent of a shot for each brother 6 months had passed since the accident and I hadn't touched a drop and I had informed her this she had the audacity to call me an alcoholic! I looked at her and I said when did the nut take over the nut House! She was an Indian woman not native American from India and she asked me what do I mean I told her the drugs are for the patients not the medical staff! Are you sure you are not a patient pretending to be a staff member? She went the hell off I thought it was hilarious I was only there for 3 days however when I went in there I had just got on my pain medications refilled and all this other stuff I have a neurological disease I was born with it they kept all my pain medication the whole time I was there they gave me Motrin and while it's time for me to leave they kept my pain medication and said it was too addictive my regular doctor was furious needless to say they got another what's the word I'm looking for incident report and investigation slept against them and got find 170,000 because they did not know what happened to my medication it did not get logged and scheduled for destruction

That ice story is perfect lmao

Did 6 months of clinical rotation through a sate-funded psychiatric facility in nursing school. I had this one girl who had a giant distended belly and I couldn't figure out why (I hadn't read her chart yet). Everything the patients used were only given to them if they came up to the desk and asked permission for it. For example if you wanted a pen, you'd only be given one if you had no history of harming yourself or others with sharp objects and you can only have it for a short, well- monitored amount of time. So this woman with the big belly came to the desk and said to me "can I have some hand sanitizer? That table over there is so gross I just want to wipe it down." In her defense, it was a state facility and yes, the tables and chairs were old and gross. I didn't think anything of it so I handed her a small dixie cup of sanitizer. She took it, walked away, looked back at me, and took it like a shot down the hatch. I then realized why she had a distended belly. She was drinking hand sanitizer because she was addicted to alcohol and thought she could get it through the sanitizer. I looked through the chart after this and everything checked out. Unfortunately for her, all hospital and facility sanitizer is alcohol free for this exact reason, I made sure she knew that.

When my grandmother started her nursing career, she started in the psych ward. One of the female patients there became obsessed with my grandmother and was convinced they were going to be together. Grandmother told her a couple of times that she was married and wasn't interested in women, but the patient didn't care. One day when grandmother had a day off, she found the patient on her front door. The paitent had apparently convinced herself that she and my grandmother were going to run away with each other. Grandmother was furious and told the patient to leave before she shot her. My mom and her brother were inside the house napping. (This happened in the 70s). Grandmother called the police, who took her back to the hospital. We never figured out exactly how she escaped in the first place.

Im sorry- "Quick as snot on a doornob"?? One that doesn't even make sense, and two even if it did thats so gross Also, why would the psych ward remove BIRTH CONTROL? I mean, people are assaulted by other patients all the time. Thats kind of irresponsible ngl

I was in a mental hospital for a day and there was a 5 yo... Bro lifted stairs...

i don't talk about it a lot but i spent a week in a mental hospital when i was 15. one day during/after our shower time, i was walking back in my room and glanced into someone else's and saw one of the other patients trying to hang herself on the shower curtain. i ran into her room and untangled her and started giving her cpr (my dad certified me a while prior) and the employees pulled me off of her and refused to let me help, and none of them helped either. she was actively dying in front of us when she could have received cpr, but they wouldn't let us do it. they called 911 and she left on a stretcher. i never saw her again, and they wouldn't tell us what happened to her. i have many horror stories from just my week long stay but this is one of the ones that really sticks with me

I have a few stories from my time in a mental hospital, but the only one im willing to share is this one When we were all getting ready to go to bed i was eating a snack before i was called to take my meds (i was in the mental hospital for wanting to unalive myself again), so i put my snack down and i tell my roomate (a girl who i will call B cause she was a bitch) B to not touch my snack cause thats one of my triggers (mind you we already knew about our triggers), so i leave and take my meds, and when i come back i see B eating my snack and laughing about it. I just stared at her before yelling about what the fuck she was doing, i stormed out of the room and screamed at the top of my lungs before pacing and punching a padded wall. The staff had to take B out of my room cause i was so furious about it while another staff calmed me down. So B slept in the common room / living room and i slept alone, until next day i got a better roomate. This is just one of the stories of my stay in the mental hospital and the only one im willing to share. Im much better now, but i still cry myself to sleep sometimes when im feeling down.

When my mom was in nursing school, she had an internship in a psych ward. She had a patient that was obsessed with measurements. They had a measure tape and they would mesure EVERYTHING, like when you go to IKEA and can't help but measure all the furniture even if you were never going to buy it in the first place. My mom would come home every night, with new information about the length of her different body parts, it was greatly entertaining.

Imagine having some grandma tryna rizz you up💀

Not a nurse, but a patient a few times as a teen... Craziest rule... face the wall, for the first 4 hours. Copy rule book word for word. If you finish early, sit there quietly until time is up. Craziest behavior... watched a girl, in the blink of an eye, steal something (can't remember what it was) from our cleaning cart (supervised chores were mandated) and chug it like it was water. About 3 gulps. 🤢🤢🤮

Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats.

I respect nurses and doctors because they deal with sad, heartwarming, and sometimes stupid patients. To delivering a baby into the world, bringing sad news like death or a serious illness, to dealing with people who are dealing with mental health stuff

That grandma smooth af

The one with the flirty old lady was just hilarious

I was fixing some networking in the hospital. There was a teen who plug the sink's drain and filled the gap under the door and flooded his room. Maybe 3+ feet of water. And the door swung into the hall so all the water was holding the door shut. He was in there playing in the water like a pool. The poor nurses maybe 100#s soaking wet tried pushing the door open but couldn't due to the water. I had to push the door open for them and when I finally cracked the door open I nearly face planted from the water rushing around my feet.

story 4 sounds like schizophrenia, i know alot of ppl with schizophrenia (im schizo myself) and a good amount thinks ppl try to poison them

i was a patient once and there was this girl repeatedly talking about wanting to harm herself or off herself, and as someone who was there for a self deletion attempt, that triggered me hard and i was in a depressive episode the rest of my stay

i was a patient 10+ times and one of those times this older guy got put into seclusion because he was throwing things and punching the walls, anyways they give him the famous "booty juice" and about 30 mins later he walks out of the seclusion room stark naked and started running all around the psych floor. they finally tackled him (took around 4 tecks) and the very next day during lunch he came and sat right next to me and i asked him "aren't you the guy that was running around here a55 naked?' he then turned to me and said "I did that??? are you sure it was me?" i told him to go ask any other patient and the staff that worked yesterday. Once he finds out that it was true he apologized to me and he acted pretty normal after that.

Bro was so cool that a insaine person told Satan to f off

The important thing to remember is that all the people in all these stories are human beings who are struggling. Movies and horror stories can lead us to believe that mentally unwell people are dangerous, when really their disorders or illnesses are hurting them more than anyone else (Though, obviously, that doesn't excuse violence). People are at psych wards because they need help, not that they're a danger to people

Hi!! Psych patient here, also on the 'childrens side' (im a minor) and lets just say. Its chaos, I had a bed next to the 'office' we will call it. Now let me remind you, on the childrens psych theres a girls side and a boys side, and on the boys side- there were some real fucked up people. My best psych story starts with that, so, after about an hour after i got there, It was around 10 and I decided to sleep. In the middle of the night I think, I was woken up by a naked guy just STARING at me sleeping. Other patients were screaming, all I yelled was "WHAT THE FUCK!?? CAN I JUST HAVE A NORMAL STAY?" I was already pissed off since I was sent there from school. This probably doesnt make sense to anyone but my brain isnt braining r n so-

ohh boy I know the nurses at my psych words are telling stories about me.

Just wanna say good call on not doing the voices for this one.

how come so many mentally disabled people are able to not feel pain???

5:29 There is a species of lizard that shoots blood to fend off predators.

I was a patient at 17. My room mate was the youngest in the ward, a 6 year old girl that “POKED” (with a sharp object) her puppy to “expiration” and hid him in her mothers kitchen cabinets.

Harley Quinn is my favorite character in Unalive Squad.

I wasn't A nurse but I visited a psych ward when I wasn't very good. When I was there I saw a 7 year old that said he should live anymore.

why are all the entries of ask reddit “Not a __, but..” “Im not a __, but i have a friend who is and…” “obligatory not a ___ but…”

The third guy in story 15 really has my respect ngl

I was a sparky at an Adelaide hospital. One day l was changing a safety light in the psych admission section. When l climbed a 10 foot ladder l noticed a single footptint on the ceiling. It hadn't been there a month ago. No furniture in the room, the print was in the middle of the ceiling far from any wall and the ceiling was 13 feet (nearly 4m) from the floor...impressive

my one time in the psych ward i ended up piercing my ear in there

PRN roughly means, "as the situation demands" for those who dont know. basically just a worker who only comes in when theres understaffing, a need for more staff, etc etc

When I was at the psycward I noticed a lot of holes in safety. I know I'm supposed to heal there, but when you just did what got you in their you will still think about it, and I wanted to end myself if a zombie apocalypse started while I was in the hospital (notoriously know for most zombies) but the doors, water, cherries, salt, ice, and the lights were a very common hazard I had to protect other patients from utilizing it to cause harm. I also learned that the ward is only good for learning more about SH, and reckless acts. I am better know and have gone through care and recommend it to anyone who feels in need. Make sure to take control of your care, always have a trusted person, even if it's just a lawyer. The longer you live the more cute critters you'll get to love!!!❤❤❤

Nah that "you shouldn't stick your lightsaber in your mouth".. Bro had the mind of Anakin

Story 3 is crazy af

First one: Imagine being in an intense war, imagining this could be your last day suddenly you are teleported to future where you are an old man in a hospital.

My mom works in a psych ward here at the county hospital. She was working at the place part time at the current time, but this was still enough for someone. There was this firefighter there due to some bipolar issues or something like that, and he liked to do art. Not sure if he sometimes showed my mom art, but one day one of the other workers noticed the guy doing art of her being hanged. Terrifying shit.

i have benn a nurse for 30 yrs but half that time i worked in psych. i once worked in a state psych facility. one guy had cut off his manhood. another guy unalived both parents but then stood fast that they were both in the middle east...and the number of stories could go on for an entire 36 hour work week. boy the book we could collectively write!

I've almost had to go to a psych ward a few times after my home burned down and I barely escaped. Listening to these, I'm glad I never had to go there

The nurse should NOT have grabbed the man with ptsd, he was obviously triggered and needed meds to help and what do they do? Grab them without warning or permission or reason??? Unprofessional

That first one is sad ngl.

I don't work at a psych hospital but I've been in one,(I have Schizoaffective disorder and wasn't taking my meds and I was in a depressive episode) So one of the days that i was there, there was this girl who had behavioral problems and what not she called the police and tried ordering pizza for some stupid reason, since i was on the phone with someone at the same time as she called she blamed me for the whole thing, The thing is the phones have numbers on them and what time the phone number has been called, so i couldn't have called the police if i wanted to, and me being completely bias right now, I'm not stupid enough to call the police for no reason. Anyway, this asshole proceeds to blame me and says that she over heard me calling them, then no less than 20 minuets later she was talking to 3 other patients and bragged about blaming it on me, I over heard this and started to argue with her till we all had to go to our rooms.

The worst people in psychwards are the staff not the patients just fyi. I've never met a single psych ward worker who didn't act like a fucking stuck up ass whole for no fucking reason. Literally once I fainted and hit my head in the psych ward and they yelled at me to get the fuck up instead of helping me despite them knowing full well I have a diagnosed heart condition. I kinda wish I was mentally able enough to sue them for negligence tbh but its all I can do to basic function day to day.

I worked as a psych tech while I was obtaining my masters in counseling, The saddest thing I ever saw was a woman In a clearly psychotic state, who was, Strapped down and being wheeled in on a gurney, pleading with the staff saying, " You can't teach through cruelty." This is contrary to what the media would tell you, Mental illness is not fun,but tragic.

As a former psych patient I can say watching my friend wheels (he was in a wheelchair so we called him wheels) getting tackled after punching a nurse in the face, during the whole ordeal I was a bit manic and was throwing bowls of cereal I had snuck into my room at the nurses.

Any other people who have been in psych units just watching this to see if their stories have been retold?! 😂😭

I had a friend named ronald in the ward. He was calling all the nurses spys. He was old, born in 1966 and he was ballistic in his first hour. He got sedated and was chill

Long time ago a woman was on a ward alone. A patient injured her and I'm unsure of the full scope but she lost a foot and had a prosthetic. Although I guess she wouldn't have been speechless. Maybe she passed out?

You should do ASMR, your voice is perfect for it, I don't like ASMR but you my friend, I would listen to that.

8:46 You gave this man Tylenol?! Why? Tylenol doesn’t treat pain! It treats fevers and fevers only. He may have had a slight temp if it was a tooth abscess but you didn’t bother to check by the sounds of it so why in the world are you giving Tylenol? Ibuprofen or an actual painkiller. That’s what you should’ve done. No wonder he came back and ripped his own tooth out of it hurt that bad, if you deny a mentally Ill person pain relief they’ll do crazy things sometimes to fix the pain. And I realize these guys aren’t doctors, however my sister has worked with mentally handicapped, assisted living and with the elderly both visiting their homes to assist them in their daily lives individually and in a care facility. So because of that I do know that at the very minimum you are required to go through training courses to be certified to do certain things with these people. For example to administer medication, you have to go through a course and receive certification otherwise you can’t give things like insulin, or other medications your patient might need. They may not always be doctors or nurses, but they are sort of a couple tiers below. They get some medical training, and should get enough to know that Tylenol wasn’t the best thing to give here.

I was a at children’s hospital as a patient and it was horrible! Another patient got stabbed with a pencil by a girl who was special needs and nothing was done about it and then the same girl was allowed to run around half naked banging on doors and windows because she was special needs. Another patient was there as her mom was a single parent and a cop and couldn’t deal with her

Not my story, but my moms. When she was in medical school, the school arranged a trop to a local Mental Hospital (phyc ward). When she got there, a girl looked at her with a creepy smile and seemed to not stop looking at them (she was in a group). This was in the more mentally unstable side of the hospital.

Man, videos like this make me rethink my dream of working in a psychiatric hospital. I'm not sure if I can mentally handle the worst cases. To be clear, I have had two placements in psych wards (one was 6 weeks and the other 8 weeks long, spent most of my time in the more "stable" wards) and they were quite pleasant, actually. I really enjoyed it! But, that was only because I was given the easier cases. When I actually qualify, that won't be the case and, over the years, I will definitely encounter patients like the ones in this video. I'm not sure if my sanity can handle it, lol. If anyone reading this has worked for 2+ years in a psych hospital, do you think I should go ahead with this dream? For context, I'm an undergrad OT student who is set to graduate this year. I'm really, _really_ interested in anything to do with mental health (or illness, should I say), and it's something I'm passionate about :)

As a case worker for homeless patients at the state psychiatric hospital, I visited a locked ward for the first time in 1991. The night before my visit, a male patient had "emasculated" his male roommate during the night. This man had ripped his roommate's testicles off with his bare hands. Nobody on staff had heard anything unusual during the night, and the incident was not discovered until bed check the next morning.

I wasn't expecting to cry watching this video but the story of the eight year old did it. Oh my god

I remember one incident at my first day at the psych ward as a teen patient is when after I say hello to a few patients, there's one girl who was sleeping on the couch as she wasn't a morning person. Then another girl comes out of her room and angrily walked towards her and punch her right on the nose while she's sleeping. The couch girl woke up with nose bleeding severely that even the couch was stained a lot from the sudden nose punch. I remember being frantically scared of trying not to fall asleep in the public area or getting punched by her for no reason. Turns out that before I got in, they had an argument about something and had a little fight earlier, so ig on that day, the punch girl had to go John Wick for a sec and finishing the job. Hope she's doing alright... Whichever, I mean.

Instead of doing a video of what patients do (what, for me, is a little bit against the protection of privacy), it would be a better idea to make a video like: "What nurses do, that left a patient speechless"! 😏 Greetings from Germany.....🙋🏻‍♀️

Psych Patients have a range of issues and when I was training as a Registered psych Nurse I was assigned to night duty in a villa(ward) that housed severely mentally handicapped people many of whom were institutionalized, During this night shift I was the only nurse on duty with a backup supervisor. We moved the nurses station to the beginning of a large wide open room/corridor from which dormitories were on either side. One night whilst siting at the nurses station I noticed one of the dormitory lights on at about 1 am. So I went in and found the place in a complete mess with bedding, pyjama's and patients everywhere. Now many of these guys had the mental age of about a teenager and by the time I had settled them down again I was really frustrated and warned the ringleader about the noise and inciting the others. I stormed back to my station after swearing dire consequences if they didn't go to bed and quieten down. Finally after what seems and eternity the noises very quickly subsided and I resumed my seat. No more than 10 minutes later I see the ring leader standing in front of me yelling at the top of his voice in order to wake the other dorms....so I lept up and he took off so like a fool I chased and as we came running into the dorm I had enough time to register that there appeared to be water on the floor just as I began to slip/fall on the linoleum floors which added forward momentum....I flew up the center of the dorm on my back through the long puddle of water until friction was finally able to stop me, to the raucous laughter and catcalls from the entire dormitory...its at this sorry point two things happen....the Head night shift Sister walked into the dorm and I am frozen in her torch light absolutely saturated and the room has suddenly fallen silent....she then begins to laugh and I begin to realise that there is no way that what is in the middle of the dorm is water and as the lights come I on I realize that "water" was actually multiple contributions of urine and by the volume I would say most of the dorm members were in on it. I learned a lot that night...mainly about humility 😊

Was in a psych ward for severe depression. Except for one nurse everyone was great. I ended up relearning how to have fun and trying to fill time with the other patients led to a lot funny moments. From playing chubby bunny, sock throwing fights, playing „there’s a bomb in that backpack“, annoying that one nurse with googly eyes and playing table tennis on roller skates. I sort of forget the difficult moments and mostly remember having a surprising amount of fun. We even managed to make the nurses laugh on occasion. I suppose they didn’t see a lot of people walking in carrying a box of jell-o in swim trunks in the middle of the city with a googly eye stuck to the forehead. But if you’re in the psych ward already you might as well act like it.

we had a teenager talking to all the schizophrenia people and spreading more paranoia, knew everything about everyone's halucinations, came up with many stories that then became the patient's halucinations.

i was in the psych ward (pediatric behavioural hospital, but there was a childrens side and a teens side, i was on the teen side). i have a couple stories even though i was only there for 10 days. 1) a group of us (patients) were chilling in a hallway in the evening before lights out. for some reason one dude decided it would be funny to see how long it would take for him to get the "booty juice" (sedative injection), so he started punching and throwing himself at the wall/door. we thought this was hilarious of course, though we were half-heartedly trying to stop him. he did end up getting the booty juice and we were all sent to our rooms early, and he had a wrapped hand for the rest of my time there. 2) there was the time i almost fought a someone for making fun of a couple kids in there, saying "hey foster kids" as he walked by, knowing that earlier that day one girl had been crying and freaking out because her mother threatened to put her in the system over the phone, and that another kid actually was in the foster system and was in there for being a frequent runner bc of abuse. (this was after he triggered my best friend in there into a panic/ptsd attack by intentionally making loud noises at her even when she told him to stop, so it wasnt his first offence in my eyes). 3) the time a nurse- who was already a piece of work that told a kid that she would never amount to anything in her ideal career path- decided to rise to the bait of a little girl with anger issues and ended up pushing her and calling her a fatass. yeah, we all ended up filling out complaint forms that day lol. 4) we lost the privilege of having bottles for our shampoo/soap because one person managed to self harm with the bottle cap. we had to use paper cups of soap from then on 🫠 anyway my stay was very chaotic but i did come out better honestly, and with a different perspective. of course part of that is the med changes lol, but i genuinely made some friends and it helped me break down some of my barriers and be able to let my friends/family know when i am struggling.

I have been in and out of psych wards for the past 25 years (I have severe Bipolar, SAD and, Borderline personality disorder.) The funniest thing that happened was, a little old lady was on the ward while i was there. She would sneak into other patients rooms and take their toilet paper roll and throw the whole thing in the toilet! She got away with this for 3 days before the nurses caught her.

I'm not a nurse, but I was at a children's hospital for depression, and we had to hide in a dimly lit room with no windows because some kids were fighting. One of them charged at the door (which I was right on the other side of,) and he had to be tied down and taken away by security.

Not a psych ward nurse, but my dad is a retired paramedic (think 30+ years of service). He told me about one guy he saw twice within a few days. First time it was for suicide watch, second time was because somehow, at some point, someone had slipped up somewhere and the guy had gotten a plastic butter knife with his dinner. Like, the kind you get with your food at cheap takeout places, the flimsy white ones that can barely handle toast. He ended up sawing a hole in his stomach, through his intestinal wall, and into his large intestine, using the shitty plastic butter knife.

AHHHH THAT SPOON ONE IM SCREAMING 😟

Honestly, that lady in story #2, good for her. 😂

Wish I hadn’t decided to start eating while watching this

I was in a private Psychiatric Clinic in the late seventies! It was a very open one! I would stay during the week and go home on the weekend! There would always be people who had gone out and over dosed during the week end! Wasn’t monitored very well! I was in for anxiety attacks! There was an older gentleman that we talked to and he seemed very nice! He said he was in for his nerves! He was only in for a short time! We all thought he was a nice guy! Years later I heard on the news that he went mad or whatever and killed his wife! Very sad!