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When I worked there, we could never keep the restraints in stock because the staff would steal then for their home sex escapades. Sometimes the staff would return them. Just couldn't find that quality anywhere.

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When I worked there, we could never keep the restraints in stock because the staff would steal then for their home sex escapades. Sometimes the staff would return them. Just couldn't find that quality anywhere.

I worked there as a Mental Health Assistant for five years from 1984 to 1989. I worked on the locked PICU or Psychiatric ICU on the fourth floor and on a psychiatric transition unit called the Fenwood Inn on the third floor. The pink rooms were for solitary confinement. We called them the "Quiet Rooms." Some QR's were painted a light green. We would put patients in there after assaults or suicide attempts. Often we wrestled them using a technique termed "folding the patient." After folding the patient a nurse would administered a "chemical restraint." Typically the Chemical Restraints were Haldol, Ativan, Trilafon or some other psychotropic drug.
It was an intense place to work. it was a Harvard Teaching hospital and guys from Dorchester (like me) had the opportunity to date girls on their way to medical school from Harvard (just like in Good Will Hunting). Lots of romance. After the evening shifts we would go to a bar in Brigham Circle and drink and do coke and crash at some staff persons house. Sometimes we would get to practice our skills and "fold up" some at the bar starting trouble. Hey, it was the eighties. What a great time.

My lungs closed up just looking...

Spent months there in 1986. Horrible living conditions, some guards were worse than the inmates. Some of the inmates were worse than any guard could possibly be.

Anybody know what happen to clara ,not sure of what ward .but if you look at gym the ward was to the right ...

Thanks for an absolutely fantastic and awe-inspiring 'visit'. Your work never cesases to amaze me.

Found it! Your image was used in Season 1, Episode 2 (Echoes) of the Amazon series "Lore", based on the podcast of the same name created by Aaron Mahnke.

I saw this exact picture used in a video I was watching (possibly YouTube but maybe Hulu). I know it's your photo because everything is the same, right down to the clouds on the right side of the building.

I was a polio patient there in 1943. My vivid memories recall a washing machine being rolled into the ward every weekday morning with hot water. They would bring the wet, hot towels from the machine and wrap the body parts that were affected. This became known as the Sister Kenney treatment. When the towels cooled, the process started over again until about 4:00 pm. I was there for nine months. When they brought me in , I could not wqlk. My left leg and spine were affected. I was 8 years old at the time. I had to come once a month for physical therapy until age 16. I had to take a bus from new britain to newington and walk up that long steep hill. As things turned out, although my left leg has atrophied, I was still able to run, bowl. play golf all of my life.....today I am 84 yrs old and owe my life to Newington Crippled Childrens Hospital

BURT'S SHOES!! I definitely remember that from the chase scene.

Patrick,
No I am not Carmen. She was friends with me. My name is Jeff. I remember there were like 2 Trishe's there [If I remember correctly]. My time there was very restrictive. I wasn't even allowed to leave the floor to attend school so I didn't get a chance to see a lot of kids from different floors. I was there for court evaluation. Was there a Dr. Mankhe there? I seem to remember that name for some reason. Do you keep in touch with anyone else from there. Brings back a lot of memories. I saw someone mentioned Pasquale. He was in my room and I could tell you some stories with that whole situation. I hope your life has turned out the way you wanted it too and the past doesn't haunt you. Did a girl named Carrie show up there? I was there a short time but walked away with some stories to tell. I tried to sign up for that group someone posted but I seem to always be late to the game.

My Grandparents lived a short distance from here, just off Lyman St. They're house was built in 1766. I used to ride my horse through the streets at Lyman School and around Big Chauncy as well as Little Chauncy Lakes. The facility was still in use back then and it was called Lyman School for Boys. Interesting reading the history...

I remember everyone's name. And most last names. But can't say last names. But I can give initials.

I'll check back tomorrow night to see if you remember me.