I’m not sure I believe it. You would be evaluated and either discharged or committed to the psych ward within the first day, you wouldn’t be kept in emergency in-patient.
I’m not sure I believe it. You would be evaluated and either discharged or committed to the psych ward within the first day, you wouldn’t be kept in emergency in-patient.
I can see a couple scenarios:
- The ED is so backed up that it took two days to evaluate the patient at all
- The patient doesn’t understand the difference between being in the ED and getting admitted/transferred to a separate psych ward and just said “I was in the ER for two days”
The America’s Navy ad at the bottom complements this post very nicely
What happened to the Navy propaganda posters with the twink uniforms? Now it’s just some ugly camo tacticool-sporting loser yapping to the camera and “you too can be a war crimes coverup engineer”.
But I guess the ad targeting makes sense, the Navy will be the first to get owned in a war with China.
CW: Suicide talk, medical mistreatment, transphobia
I’ve long since made my mind up that should I ever reach my lowest again and seriously considering suicide, that I’ll just fucking do it before I ever subject myself to an institution. Absolutely one of the worst 3 day spans of my life at a point where I was already absurdly vulnerable. Stuck in a holding cell for 20 hours with a severe migraine from the shitty lighting with literally nothing to do beyond think about how shitty everything is because they took all my shit, be misgendered nonstop, when I start getting angry after someone scolds me for tearing up the styrofoam cup because I was beyond bored getting security called on me and having them take the table out of the room. Getting put in a room finally and getting new face after new face ask me the exact same questions and scold me for getting angry when they misgendered me. They never told my family anything so my family assumed they couldn’t contact me so I got to feel abandoned by my family. Got told that I need to stop getting angry at them or they’re going to involuntarily commit me and keep me longer or take me to the “more secure” ward where they’ll force drugs on me.
What I got out of the experience was trauma, a severe anxiety about seeking healthcare despite being a healthcare worker, a diagnosis of BPD which is beyond incorrect, and some drugs that made me feel unlike myself that I pretty quickly just stopped taking.
This organization a few years later was touting how LGBT friendly they were which is such a fucking joke.
one of my most formative experiences was having the cops show up while i was having an “episode.” Their ideal solution to deal with the person crying and smoking a cigarette was to show up squad deep and point AR15s at me. Always been this way.
