I used to work for a nonprofit psych hospital in a city where there’s also an Acadia hospital. We hired a ton of their staff who started working there well-intentioned but quickly fled after they witnessed how it was run. Patients would tell us horror stories and tell us how grateful they were they didn’t end up there. We’d see patients who discharged from there just a few days prior who were still psychotic as fuck, and we’d treat them ethically and they’d actually get better. They’d leave the Acadia hospital with basically no discharge plan, a lot of times their families weren’t even told where they’d been released to or that they’d been released at all.
Reminds me of how there were stories when I lived in L.A. of ERs dumping grandparents with dementia on skid row. People finding out their grandma was wandering around amongst the junkies in a hospital gown and one slipper.
I used to work for a nonprofit psych hospital in a city where there’s also an Acadia hospital. We hired a ton of their staff who started working there well-intentioned but quickly fled after they witnessed how it was run. Patients would tell us horror stories and tell us how grateful they were they didn’t end up there. We’d see patients who discharged from there just a few days prior who were still psychotic as fuck, and we’d treat them ethically and they’d actually get better. They’d leave the Acadia hospital with basically no discharge plan, a lot of times their families weren’t even told where they’d been released to or that they’d been released at all.
Reminds me of how there were stories when I lived in L.A. of ERs dumping grandparents with dementia on skid row. People finding out their grandma was wandering around amongst the junkies in a hospital gown and one slipper.