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i cant believe how huge this place is. if u close your eyes u can see dr. and nurses pushing some of the poor patients around in their wheelchairs. so sad hate to see it go.

Thanks Lynne! I couldn't believe stuff like that was done but that's whay they thought a cure was.
Hey, by reading over that link you sent me I'm thinkng up numerous ways I could torment the neighborhood guido, Joey. Ah tis a sweet sweet fantasy. :-D

luv these pics motts. what is it about these old buildings they were built with so much detail love this victorian stuff.

Yes ma'am, that is correct. It's been a while - I'll try to find an approximate date for you. I would guess the late 1700s to the early 1800s were when this sort of treatment took place. One method was to put people in a basket and pull it up to the ceiling and then let it drop. That would work for ME, all right. Another was to have someone walk across a stage and a trap door would open and they would fall into a vat of cold water. That would ALSO work for me and it would be a convenient thing there was water there because I truly believe I would have wet my pantaloons by the time I reached the water and I would need to "freshen" my clothes.
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wow motts what an amazing pic. i love architecture and this building is incredible. the building is so sad but i love the pics.

good job motts. your one brave lad. this pic looks like ww2 london after the bombing. there's those curtins again.

Hi Lynne,
I'm sorry about all the questions but I'm hooked on this stuff.

Is it true that at one time one of the methods used to cure mental problems was to "scare" the sickness out of people?

If so, when was this method stopped and how did they scare the person? Like did they shout "BOO" at them or show them scary drawings--how?

great job motts what kind of light did you use to get these pics? how long were u in there ? were u alone?

brad so sorry about your brother. god bless you and him.

this place just moans with dispair. big ed you could prolly write a book on all the things you have seen.motts how long did you stay in there taking these pics. your brave.

It's more the colors than anything else and the big door/ little door thing. The fire place looks kind of out of sink. The imagery just reminded me of that movie for some odd reason. The colors maybe...

i feel very sad and uneasy when i look at these picsso sorry for the people that were patients there. jesus help us.

looks like it is spiraling downward.

My grandfather is in a veteran's center, and, yeah, he gets "restrained". Voluntarilly, I might add. He was shot in the leg in WWII, fell and broke his hip about 10 years ago, and has had multiple strokes since then. He's fairly alert and lively, but he used to fall out of his wheelchair quite a bit, and by this time he's too uncoordinated to stand up. The one time he sneezed, fell out of the chair, and ended up on the floor for almost a half hour or so before someone found him. After that, he absolutely demanded they belt him to that chair. So, yeah, it kind of makes me laugh every time someone automatically assumes that restraints are always bad. My grandfather had to fight to get them to belt him in. Same for when he's in bed. He tends to sleepwalk, which is trouble considering he can't walk or balance anymore. One night he had a dream he was going for a walk to pay his taxes. Ended up getting out of bed in his sleep and taking a nasty fall. They had to amputate two of his toes because of it. Ever since then, they build this whole complicated fortress of blankets and pillows around him in bed so he can't accidentally roll himself out of it. He wants them to strap him to the bed, but apparently they are afraid to go that far due to legal issues. So, I mean, yeah... If I was staying briefly in a sleep clinic for something like sleep-walking, I'd probably demand they put me in some light restraints at night. Hey, it's better than sedating me every night, and I certainly wouldn't want to go on a midnight sleep-hike out to some busy road or something.

cc, you got owned.