ive had wine and i got mental hospital fun....

[Jester]

the new wife picked me up and put me back together after all the fun ended.

Final determination was that I was improperly diagnosed with being bipolar and they had me on the wrong meds. they got me off that shit and away from my old stresses.....and wambam, just a normal guy. I dont take any meds now and am completely "fine."

the job i had, the wife i had, and the schedule i was trying to maintain coupled with meds i shouldnt have been on had me stressed to the max. the family saw this and asked me to go in for help and i did. plain and simple.

[Fern]

the new wife picked me up and put me back together after all the fun ended.

Final determination was that I was improperly diagnosed with being bipolar and they had me on the wrong meds. they got me off that shit and away from my old stresses.....and wambam, just a normal guy. I dont take any meds now and am completely "fine."

the job i had, the wife i had, and the schedule i was trying to maintain coupled with meds i shouldnt have been on had me stressed to the max. the family saw this and asked me to go in for help and i did. plain and simple.

funny how that all works, huh..

good for you, homie.

[Jester]

funny how that all works, huh..

good for you, homie.

you got that right! thanks bro!

[Frank]

Let me tell you something.....you truly put your life in God's hands when you let a large viking in a diaper put you in a headlock designed to snap your neck and you trust him not to.

Quote of the entire thread right there!

[Kimmypie]

I'm totally stealing some of this & writing a book! Lol

Good on you for getting the help you needed & on your family for recognizing & helping you!

[UserX]

I'd like to know what you smuggled in, in your ass.


A relative used to do security, or whatever you want to call it, at a mental hospital. At least once a day, someone was trying to smuggle something in, in their ass.

[Taylor]

It's crazy to me how many people take their own sanity for granted

[bobs94formula]

So many of these guys were just having a hard time with the day to day stresses that they really responded with my "let's have some fun in here" attitude. Me helping others laugh and relax really helped me to laugh and relax.

That is very true! After our family business went under I took a job at the state hospital here in Terrell. It's amazing how easily you can break down walls with the patients by just making them laugh and not acting all scared and on edge all the time, even when they are having a bad schizophrenic episode. I never thought I would have worked here this long, because the pay sucks, but I truly enjoy going to work and seeing my patients. Hell I keep telling them when I leave I am taking two of the guys home with me!

Very glad you found the help you needed Jester!

It's crazy to me how many people take their own sanity for granted

This! Also we have LOTS of people come through that were "normal", but had a psychotic episode because of street drugs, and they don't learn from the experience! Eventually they never return to their "normal" anymore.

[Frank]

Thanks for sharing, man. Glad you are getting things figured out with the meds, lifestyle, etc. Some people are too proud to seek any kind of treatment or they don't question the treatment they are on. My best friend was a Gulf War vet and here the past 5 years it has really started to catch up with him and he is trying to cope with it. He's doing better, but just now starting to talk out things he had kept bottled up too long.

[JP135]

Good thread, Jester. Read "One Flew Over the Cuckcoos Nest" sometime; you're smart enough to get it.

Used to always take people to the psyche ward at JPS. Ours were almost always suicidal and taken in on an emergency commitment. There used to always be a long wait to get a patient into the psyche ward (6 to 10 hours was common back in the day).

Now, while you're waiting with a mental patient, you can do one of three things: Ignore them, which pisses them off; agitate them to the point that they're dangerous, which is just stupid to my way of thinking; or carry on a conversation. I'd let them pick the topic. Talking with those people, you realize there's often a real thin line between genius and crazy.

[Jester]

thanks guys!

ok, back to story time.
by the third day i was kinda in fucking lala land. i would wash my hands in the sink and thank the sink for turning on...........it was one of those automatic types that you wave your hand under to make it work. it would work half the time and i would thank it.......because....you know....i thought it was alive or something. lol

[Jester]

they set a mountain of towels out at the nurses station and washrags also for us to grab at our convenience. i didnt like that.....bugged me. so i would roll each and every towel and rag up and make a cool looking pyramid to make it look more like a spa.

[Jester]

oh, forgot to mention.....i still hadnt peed by the 3rd day. i have always had a bit of anxiety. just enough to always keep me on edge in a crowd or make me throw up at weird times...........just ask my buddies that got to watch me run and vomit as we were walking into the Lonestar Roundup.

anyway, my anxiety and the meds they had put me on coupled with the fact that our bathroom door in our room had been ripped the fuck off the wall by a former patient did not help me relax enough to pee and i was in alot of pain. got to the point i was demanding them to put a catheter in and drain me! they gave me a pill that was suppossed to help. i finally stood in the hot shower with the lights off in the corner and with all of my concentration i released the most wonderful burning sensational longest piss of my entire life. i shuddered with delight and relief. i ran out immediately and told the nurses with such delight of the fact that i had peed............i had the same amount of enthusiasm as i would have if i had just been told i won the lottery!

[futant]

pure awesome
keep it coming

[Forever_frost]

When I got back from Iraq, I was assigned CQ for a few hours because they couldn't keep me there longer than 2 hours and I had to be in the shade and sitting the whole time. Well, I get told by the acting CO to take Joe to the mental health for eval. Seems he claimed chronic masterbation. He whipped it out in front of the Chaplain and the acting 1st Sgt and his team leader. Right.

So we get in my truck and I'm backing out of the parking spot and I hear the sound of fabric moving and see him unbuttoning his pants and glared at him. The conversation went something like this:

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

H (him): I can't help it man, I have to rub one out.

<pulling my pistol from my door pocket and pointing it at him> "Not in my truck you're not."

"You don't understand, I have to, I can't control it!" <him still trying to unbutton his pants.>

<hammer pulls back> "No, YOU don't understand. I really don't care if you're scamming the Army, that's their issue. You start jerking off in my truck and I'll put a bullet in your head."

H: "You're not serious."

M: "See this stitch in my forehead? Bullet in the skull during a firefight. You're a worthless worm and I have no problem with killing you. You pull it out, you die. And then I'll wait for the MP's to come and give me a vacation."

H: <puts his hands in his lap> "You're not buying it?"

M: "No."

H: "Okay. Hey, how long you been in?"

Nice conversation for the next 15 minutes it takes to get to Darnell. Go up to the 4th floor and open the door to my doc's office, Major Lange. Hot major, gorgeous eyes, great tits. I tell her good morning and that this is the soldier she was expecting. She asked about my headaches and how I was being treated and then I saluted and left.

Before I finished closing the door, I heard her start yelling. Guess he waited JUST long enough for me to leave. Good shrink. No idea what happened to him. He absolutely didn't want to deploy and was straight out of basic