My local psyche ward...sigh
In 1975, I was put into my local psyche ward. The ward was a very healing environment. I felt safe there. The patients were pretty decent, and the Psyche nurses were very good. They had the time to come out and talk to the patients, shoot pool with them, and just chat. That was 1975.
Fast forward to the end of 2004. I ended up in the same psyche ward. It was very shabby. The pool table was in horrible shape, just a table held up by 4 legs. The one room where we went in 1975 in order to find even more peace was sadly no more. It was now used as an educational facility for shrinks; a place where they could go and pat themselves on the back on what good they're doing for society.
And the staff. They had more staff on in 2004 than in 1975. But they were so busy with paper work. That's all they did was paper work. They didn't come out and talk to you. And they really didn't care. Also the food was worse than it was before. Eventually, they had to throw money at the problem. They added an addition, for more beds. But if their attitude has not changed, then all is for naught.