I have been sectioned.

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I have just got access to the internet. I am much less petrified than I was at first but definitely 0 out of ten. I have a tribunal and if that fails I think I will be here until July. I feel as though I am living in a nightmare. I have never felt so alone.

Thank you for all of your support, but especially Garlic. You can't really understand it, no matter how sympathetic you have all been, unless you have been through it. And thanks to the mner who knows my location.

At least Garlic has 'insight', which is essentially a 'Get Out of Jail Free' Card.

Garlic I guess this is my blog.

The last member of the chaos team at least had the decency to say that she would not wish me a good weekend.

thanks

(Just remembering someone asking what they could do. Send this thread to your MP and contact Women's Hour)

'Episodes'; now that is a phrase that keeps the victims in the revolving door/magic roundabout of that hell.

How about picking up your paperwork now? Find an easy bit to start with, ie get things in date order/organised? Ready to start on tomorrow?

And nope I don't have a clue what you have been through, I'm just sat here thinking the BBC should get hold of this thread, its horrifying this stuff is going on and nothing being done about it. Can't believe they see an untidy house as a sign of mental ill health...blimey...and to do with dog as well...I've got a terrier...little sod has done nothing but pee on living room carpet since I got her, seriously think I'm going to have to replace it with laminate or something, she seems to be improving must be at least 3 days since last incident.

You mention your MP once I think (read as far as 17th July, but only your bits! taken me a couple of hours!). That is where I would logically go? With your Alcatraz diary? Brief covering letter? Is your diary handwritten or typed? On a very minor issue compared to your horrifying ordeal my MP went straight to the top of a company to sort out my issue (no gas for days), got a response by the afternoon. Include any paperwork from your lawyers re your mental health?

There was a huge scandal earlier this year re mental health patients being ill treated, not sure if you caught it or not at Alcatraz. Cannot find a link but it was on the BBC and the place had a number of staff sacked because of it. Sounds like your place could do with the same treatment? Can you contact them anonymously with your experience and they may send someone undercover? If they did (suspect it could be a good story for them) it could help your case?

Cannot help with cyanide I'm afraid. Or drains. Have you tried a 90 degree cycle on your washing machine? Oh and your filter wouldn't come out. If only you had a hammer, can you order a cheap tool kit over internet? Have you checked the waste pipe? The corrogated pipe tube thing, I was told by plumber that if there was an issue with smells it can be due to drainage issues...

God I take so long to type a post...right womans hour and MP...

I managed to get the filter out, and cleaned it but it is still not draining, Least of my problems. I'll try the 90% cycle tomorrow. I am steeled for the paperwork. My legal team wrote to quack to make an exceptional appeal that I should be released because incarceration was having no therapeutic affect whatsover.

The beginnings of the paperwork is actually on a garden table that I have just put up to stop the TERRIER eating it. Glad that you have those problems too! I am taking her out for a (very small) wee evey hour atm.

I was just about to post on the doghouse so I might see you there. When I was in Alcatrax I refused to take any leave (I did mention my allergy to being patronised; 'How did you get on at Waterstones's? Did you manage?' 'Yes, I did, and I would also manage perfectly well in Beirut at 2am)

Reasons for being sectioned, according to Rethink, and with reference to the 1983 Mental Health Act:

1. In the interest of your own health (dragged down two flights of stairs, handcuffed so tightly that blood was drawn, dragged barefoot into police van and shoved by my hair into the cell in the police van)
2. Your own safety (see above)
3. With a view to protect other people (!)

Am going to post in doghouse. She is much better now and I take her out for hourly wee because I can't let her in garden due to danger of eating rat poo.

With friends like those...

Woman's hour - done

90degrees and do you have any vinegar? Could help with any limescale build up. I know least of your worries but remember flylady...dress up to shoes! . Nothing like clean sheets on the bed...may make you feel a bit cared for...

Waterstones 'did you manage?'

Ah...terriers and paperwork...yes...and jigsaws too...and anything else she is cunning enough to realise I value...most of the time she just jogs over, picks it up and lays down just out of reach to start knawing at it watching me for a reaction...which she generally gets little monkey

do not replace your terrier with laminate!

I think the place you are thinking of was in Bristol.

If you imagine what happens in Alcatraz I can only imagine what happens to Alzheimer sufferers. Or children in 'care'. They will be described as, respectively, 'mentally' ill, in danger to themselves (did you see the link to the 7 stone man who was handcuffed to a stretcher?) or 'troubled'.

Taking Toto out for hourly wee now.

Haven't spoken to ma for 5 years since one family funeral. In the sectioning there is something called a 'social circumstances report' which was written by a social worker who I have neither met nor spoken to, inspite of trying to contact her on many occasions. My mother should be locked up and my dc hate her. I can't really blame my father because he made the decision to marry her. For worse and worse and all that. We had a memorable holiday when brother left after one day, sis 2 left on day 2, sis 1 left on day 3, complaining that she had wasted two days of annual leave. I told her on day 4 that dc and I couldn't stand the misery anymore. She didn't believe me and took them out to a local attraction (the desperation in their little eyes as she took them!)

By the time they returned I had packed everything in my car, bikes and all, no going back. So she was in a rented cottage on her own. My poor father took a train down to save face and keep her company. Poor man. That should have been his week off. We stayed with very local friends, had a great time but had to keep a constant eye out for them.

DS1, from aged 4, referred to her as the dark side. We would regularly hide behind the sofa when she turned up. We even moved 150 miles to avoid her.

I guess she got me sectioned because she was concerned that she hadn't seen me in 5 years. I wish that idea had occurred to me, but I wasn't so up on the legal stuff then.

Ah but it would be so much cleaner in the house

My lawyer said that if the problem was the messy house the 'Trust' should have paid for a cleaning lady, rather than assaulting me, causing £12000 worth of damage, not to mention the rats and the mental trauma. He is a bit of a card.

www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2168737/Did-police-handcuff-dementia-patient-Treatment-distressed-84-year-old-Alzheimers-beggars-belief-says-coroner.html

This concerns me more than the thwarted attempts to get me to do colouring in, from a book called, 'Keeping Kids Busy'. I always remember a woman being led away, saying, 'I am a 62 year old woman and I have to do colouring in'.

Would have been cheaper...

Would you contact your MP? I was shocked the one time I had to contact mine...she got results from a big company on the same afternoon. Could be worth a shot?

What about human rights? Is that a road to go down? (guessing you may need money behind you for that one).

Your case really needs to be put out there in the public domain, its a risky strategy but its your choice to make. You could remain anonymous.

Im talking in bullet points now .

Just on an unrelated issue...if you have not washed your hair for 3 months...is it true your hair stops being greasy?...

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosenhan_experiment

I decided to try this and looked up every symptom, on the basis that that the pseudopatients only got out when they admitted to their 'illness', which I did not but decided to have a bit of fun.

They claimed that I had had hallucinations, but not auditory ones. I kept entirely deadpan. I insisted that the manager of the ward installed a yellow chair in my cell because Princess Diana appeared to me every night, but would not talk to me (auditory hallucinations). I insisted that she needed a yellow chair because that was her favourite colour.

I was convinced that she wanted me to deliver a message to Prince William, who was in the Falklands at the time. The whole system was so chaotic that I insisited on taking to the chaos team because they screwed up so much that I was concerned they would take me to Anglesey, rather than to the Falklands. I told them that we would have to stay overnight at Ascenion Island, to refuel.

I told a relatively sane member of staff about this and I slapped her (VERY GENTLY) on the hand and insisted that it was listed in the incident book as an assault. (Unfortunately she knew I was taking the piss). I told her that she was specially chosen amongst the staff because the fact that I had assaulted her meant that she was my special servant (grandiose). She didn't really understand so I asked her lots of oblique questions about whether, as a child she had been made to go to a special building for 5 days a week. She didn't understand so I kept repeating the question in different guises. Did she have 2 days a week when she didn't attend this special building? She finally asked, ' Do you mean school?' I hugged her (inappropriate behaviour) and said, 'Yes! Yes! that is why you have trouble understanding now that you are old!'

I had to tick every single box so this took quite some time. My named nurse was 5 foot and I accused her of killing me by witchcraft (paranoia). There were new lights being installed in Alcatraz at the time and I accused her of installing them with the sole object of killing me. I emphasized again and again that it was only because she was killing me (paranoia) that I had decided to shrink her.

There was a lot more of this. I followed their diagnosis to the letter. I even expressed my disappointment that Diana sat on my bed when she should have known that this is not encouraged in hospitals due to risk of infection. One nurse took this sufficiently seriously to point out that as Alcatraz was a psyciatric hospital there would be no possiblity of infection. I conceded this point and apologised for appearing paranoid.

There is more. I was counting on Rosenham to get me out.

I am not taking carex nor any other drug unless it is one of the specialist pin down arse cocktails. No one knows the side effects of carex.

Nightxx

Hello all
Just to say that you may not be surprised that we've received lots of mail about this thread from those who are understandably concerned about you, OP.

We recognise the amazing support you MNers are offering the OP.
And we recognise that this is a difficult and specific situation.
Nevertheless, we do, even in situations like this, advise anyone who is concerned to point the OP towards RL help.
Thanks
MNHQ

Thank you but I do not have any rl support at all. That is why I walk the dog at 5 and keep the curtains permanently closed.

I hope that I have made it clear that I am not going to end my life until I have typed up the whole experience and organised all of my paperwork for my dcs and, given that I can hardly get out of bed at the moment, that is not going to happen soon. (I'd say a couple of years)

If anyone wants to help they could question what goes on inside these places and/raise consciousness of police brutality against vulnerable people, whether 'mental' health patients or alzheimers patients.

Within days of being imprisoned, with no preliminary chat, the psychiatrist just decides which drugs (many of whose side effects are as yet unknown) are going to be forced into the patient.

I can assure you that I do not fear death in any comparison to be held in that hellhole. I have no quality of life whatsover but I can at least open a window if I chose to.

Thank you Olivia.