loony bin
I made this!
my photo diary from the loony bin
caution: laugh-free linkage, may contain traces of sinister
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Gilgamesh gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 6:08,
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I've spent lots of time visiting various friends and one ex-girlfriend in places like this.
I don't get freaked out by them any more of course, but there is something fundamentally weird about them. Something to do with how they try to tone everything down by making the place as boring as possible, but all it does is make the state of the people you see there even more shocking.
I like to read the notices that tell the inmates what to do if they hear voices or just list things they can do in the daytime - "Read a magazine / Have a conversation / Think about your attitude to others / etc"
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Zuowan, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 6:25,
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"hurl faeces at the nurses"
is usually a favourite
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Gilgamesh gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 6:33,
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Where is it?
It's hideously clean. I stayed in one once, not at all conducive to mental wellbeing. Now I work for a mental health Trust, based in an aging hospital. The work Christmas dinner is surreal, in a canteen with a walkway overlooking it, with iron caging to stop jumpers.
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Bela Lugosi's Dad, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 6:43,
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Can I ask what happened?
When I visit my mum I have to go through the 'eating disorders' ward.
An entire ward of pretty (if a little on the skinny side) girls with no self esteem. It's more awkward than it sounds.
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gronkpan, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 9:30,
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sounds like heaven.....
giggidy!!
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gunkyfibbon ...acting his shoe size, not his age, since, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 10:12,
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if you're lucky the bulimic ones will vomit on you!
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Gilgamesh gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 14:28,
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ohhh yeahhhhhhh
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gunkyfibbon ...acting his shoe size, not his age, since, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 17:14,
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of course you can
I just won't tell you
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Gilgamesh gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 14:27,
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They used to try and 'cure' patients
in Bedlam (St Mary's of Bethlehem in London) by convincing the afflicted that 'death was near'(Victorian treatment if memory serves).
The poor bastards that had to endure being chained naked to the wall and left to wallow in their own feces, were forced to climb into a metal coffin that had holes in and then be lowered into a tank of water 'until the bubbles stopped'.
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Hellzapoppin, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 9:40,
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I'd take this more seriously if there were some pics of foxy nurses
You clearly fail at being mental
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I spent time in two. One was much like the pictures, but a little more 'warm.
The other was a grand Victorian building with oak and vast doors everywhere. Just a little imposing.
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Letum Your Ad here £2.40, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 11:39,
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are they still havens
of where it actually remains legal to smoke indoors?
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Eerie, and aceness
but for the small point that you had to get sectioned to obtain those photos.
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masakatsu best of all the burger meats, Sun 14 Dec 2008, 13:17,
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Not an electrified fence
If you ever have the bad luck to end up back in, you can safely jump it!
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Lord Keeps meaning to procrastinate., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 12:20,
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Well Done
I used to work in a hospital for mentals doing their computers.
One nice man beckoned me over, giggling as if he could see something I couldn't, I was bored, so I bit.
He conspiratorially pointed down the corridor, and as I refocused from where he was pointing, to the hand he was pointing with, I noticed he was holding what can only be described as a handful of his own shit, with a little brown turtle head poking out.
I still don't know what he was laughing at.
This has nothing to do with your post, GM. Sorry.
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I'm surprised
you could get a camera onto a PICU.
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the RAND corporation a.k.a. Kevin Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, Tue 16 Dec 2008, 2:06,
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