I do know just what you mean Daisy but the drugs have to get into your system somehow, as they are what will make you better in the end. If the medics just left you alone without taking the drugs or giving them by injection they would not be doing their job at all, and you will not get better but get worse instead, so while it sounds harsh, it is necessary that you take the drugs. Is there any reason that you won't take them orally?
I know what you mean about there being very sick people on the ward as I experienced this too. I am surprised someone is making a noise at 2.00 am as usually the night staff sit where they can see down the corridors or hear the commotion. The trouble is as I said before, everyone on the ward is there for a reason and have different types of mental illness and it can be very distressing for other patients as well as the people who are behaving in a bizarre manner.
Given that the way you were treated by the police is really troubling you (unsurprisingly) I think you should make a written complaint and you have your laptop so could do that. Ask one of the ward staff for the name of the Chief Constable or Superintendent of the police force who were involved.
Edam - yes I'm afraid it is like that (oh dear I think we clashed on another thread - social workers maybe? anyway I'm sure we can move on. The most worrying thing is that there were 15 years between my 3 month stays on a pysch ward - once in 1995 and again in 2010 and nothing had changed in 15 years. Staff still came on the ward and didn't introduce themselves, talked to each other rather than the patients (these were nursing assistants) as the staff nurses were rarely seen. They were either in the office or in meetings or giving out meds.
We were treated like children sometimes and told to "behave" ourselves. The only time the nursing assts were interested in us was when we felt able to chit chat with them about their children, grandchildren, weddings etc., other than that they would just say "OK NN" and I would say "not really" and they would walk off saying "you might be better tomorrow" or something equally as banal.
In a way I was fortunate as the hospital I went in on both occasions was relatively newly built and there were a series of bungalows on the complex rather than wards as such. I had my own room and there was a nice little garden to sit outside weather permitting. The ward was just an open space with chairs and tables - nothing like a hospital ward. The first time I went in I was 51 and so was in an acute mixed ward, and the patients ages ranged between 18 and under 65. The occupational therapy was horrendous, very key stage 1 as Daisy says - "sticking" or painting jam jars! I refused both and got quite angry and marched off back to the ward with a nursing asst in hot pursuit. I was fortunate enough to have a friend who is an art therapist and she brought me in loads of paper and paints and felts and I started just messing about with these material on one of the tables and it started something quite amazing - one by one the other patients would pick up a felt pen or paint brush and do the same as I was doing, and gradually the tables had to be put together to accommodate everyone. Nurses never mentioned it. I had the feeling they didn't like it because they had not arranged it, but I didn't ask people to join, they just did and some of them stopped going to OT sessions and drawing and painting instead!
When I left the ward I offered to leave all the art material with them for the use of other patients, but they refused to keep them.....petty or what?
I was 66 when I needed inpatient care again and I was on the older people's ward, which was ok in a way because it was quieter, although sometimes people with alzheimers were admitted because the ward for this was full. They could be very worrying when you are ill yourself, because one or tow of them got very aggressive and shouted in our faces. The nurses would then intervene and try and get them to sit down, but they seemed to like wondering about.
There were one or two nursing assts who were quite nice the 2nd time I was in, but mostly they just talked between themselves. No-one ever asks you anything about what might have triggered your episode or anything like that and neither did either of the psychiatrists I saw when an inpatient. This last one was a bloke who just seemed to treat youlike you were a piece of furniture (no eye contact) and just generally very detached. It was quite clear that all the nurses were afraid of him. Mind I did get to tell him off in one review and there was always a ward nurse there, and she told me "well done" when I came out of the review. It got all around the staff and they would say to me "Oh you had a go at DR x didn't you - good for you"
I am seeing a psychologist now on the NHS and she has told me that she is trying to change things on the wards, so that people do get psychological help - and not before time either!