2,712 Comments for Fuller State School and Hospital

The tubs in this picture are in fact very much like, right down to the placement/arrangement minus the big hallway? window as the tubs in the dorm (long gone by now, they knocked it down oh, over 10 years ago in favor of whatever it is they have for a dorm now) had been.

I spent several summers between my time in grade school up to my Freshman year of high school at our state's school for the blind. It was a summer school program that focused on some of the things that we needed either help with or exposure to. Things like self-care and living skills. This included but was not limited to such things as making a bed. zipping up one's own jacket, my personal hell for one summer when I first started,shoe laces, both the installation and tying of. We learned very basic cooking skills, how to do our own laundry, some mending like putting buttons on to cloth and any personal hygeen type skills... We also worked on blindness skills such as braille, learning to use recorded books, O and M, Orientation and Mobility, which is learning to use a white cane or other adpative travel device, how to read traffic without seeing the stop light, how to ask for directions, plan a trip, stuff like that. And fun things like swimming and computers...

What we learned, like I said, was based in part upon recomendations from our parents and V.I. (special ed teachers trained to work with blind kids). What we learned at the school day, especially in relation to our personal self-care skills were observed and worked on when we returned to our dorms.

This meant everything. And I do mean everything! Especially if you were one of the younger kids. The dorm was split into a boys side. I didn't ever go over there more than a hand full of times so I can't say what it was like over there, but I'm guessing it was more or less the same as happened over on our side. On our side there was the main dorm where the younger girls from about age 5 through 12ish would live. and then then there was the east wing where the older girls stayed. The older girls had much more privicy. For every 2 2 person bedrooms there was a shared bathroom. They had their own kitchenette and lounge. It was a pretty sweet setup if you ask me. I know I loved it when I finally landed a spot there.

On the main dorm there were several large 3 - 4 person bedrooms. We each got a closet, a desk and a chest of drawrs if we were lucky. Some kids had to split up the dwars one having the top 2 and the other having the bottem 2... We had a large lounge and a empty bedroom that was converted into a weekend breakfast room. We had a piano room at the end of the long hall and a large "public" bathroom. When you walked in straight ahead of you was a large open space with a washer and dryer and a large sink on your right. A sort of wall that was open on both ends on your left. A full length mirror was on this wall and a large gray laundry baskette where bed clothes and towels and school owned laundry was put. If you turned right there was a long row of toilet stalls and across from that, on the wall behind the washer and dryer, a long row of sinks and mirrors. If you turned left and went round the full length mirror wall you had a stall shower. and then two bathtubsthen a small wall and a single tub on that next to the windows. There were chairs next to each tub... There wasn't much privicy in the bath section unless you took a shower or got the tub next to the window... But even then you were pretty much on display.

The reason being that a dorm mother would oversee the baths and stand there and watch you, especially if you were a lil kid to make sure you took a bath and cleaned your body and washed your hair rather than play around . Some kids even got watched when they did their toilet. Because I guess they needed help.

The reason we were watched even when taking a bath or whatever was to, like I think I saidd, was to make sure we were doing our self-care properly or to spot any troubles that had gone unnoticed... It didn't bother me when I was younger but today, partly I think because of the lack of privicy we had to put up with there, I am a very privet toilet person. I can't stand to bathe or do my toilet if someone else is around and I try to get changed in regards to my clothes as quickly and as unseen as possible.

What, pray tell, personal experiences have you had? I mean are you one of those who have watched "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" 100 times and call themselves an expert on the way patients are "always" treated in "all" mental health facilities?

People like you really destroy the work that others have given so much to achieve. People like you are the only shitty people I know.

Go whine someplace else. It's annoying.

I assume you are just trying to make a point, but please do not use the work "retard" in that context. Some people may find it insulting, plus it's a blatant expression of your ignorance.

The workers in places such as this are paid extremely low wages and are usually the dregs of society who are themselves in and out of institutions their entire lives. They are, in my personal experience, shitty people. Some of them don't care in a good way ( allowing you in girls rooms, etc.), but most of them are pissed off because their life sucks, and take it out on patients through either excessive enforcement of rules (one flew over the cuckoo's nest) or blatant abuse (use of restraints and other methods of control as forms of punishment). then occasionally you get someone who hasnt been crushed by the weight of the world, their optimism is grating.

That could be a license making machine. Retards and other invalids are prime sources for extremely low-end labor of the same type that 6 year old chinese children perform. You know when you get furniture or a t.v. or something with a little bag of bolts to assemble it, an incorrigible mental deviant making 3 dollars an hour put the stuff in the bag.

You are the first person to make use of the word "prisoners" on this page. One would think you might be looking for what you want to see and seeing what you are after.

Inexcusable. No, they are NOT "wheelchair accessible." I work with wheelchair users! The stalls are open because the girls were prisoners. It wasn't for staff convenience, although even that is secondary to human rights. Interesting how disabled children are compared to prisoners, as if they should be what--grateful to have any toilets at all?

Just remember folks it,s always in the basement.

Nice scary picture.

Maybe it's just me but the idea of autopsy theaters are kinda sick. I've seen plenty of dead bodies due to the fact my dad does a lot with law enforcement and medical examiners and stuff. Forgive the spelling errors I can't seem to spell tonight,

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Um...

There is an article about Martin Luther king under that junk. You could at least taken that lol

There is a person who makes all kinds of cribs AB Boy it's name is http://www.babyapparels.com He also made things for the CSI shows.