When I arrived at the acute ward for my third admission I was put on a 2:1. This meant I was constantly followed and observed by two members of staff. At the time I was disturbed and erratic. Being constantly observed and followed was uncomfortable.
I knew some of the patients from previous admissions but on my first night I got angry and threw a chair and smashed the window in my room. The nursing team called hospital security who came onto the ward and pinned me down on my bed. There were four of them and they were quite rough.
I was face down on the bed and told them I couldn’t breathe, they said if I would be calm they would let me turn over. I complied so they let me turn over. The nurses offered me medication which I took and soon went to sleep.
I knew there would be consequences for my aggressive behaviour. I was right because the following day I was transferred to a PICU (Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit) in Cheadle Royal hospital. It is a private hospital used when the NHS PICU doesn’t have any beds available.
The food there was delicious compared to the food provided at the acute ward in Oldham. I met a patient there who wanted to learn to read the Quran from me. I was happy for him but I was still anxious and couldn’t settle down let alone teach.
I also met a Hungarian fellow who spoke in broken English and told me he was only 18 years old.
After two days I was transferred to the NHS PICU I had been held at previously. I was transported by a security team in a van.
At the PICU I was familiar with some of the staff but quite a few of them had moved on. PICUs are high intensity units where staff move on quickly. I was racially abused by another patient and we had a shouting match but there was no physical confrontation. The food there wasn’t as good as the private PICU but the staff were amazing.
I used to sleep late at night and wake up late in the afternoon. At that time smoking was no longer permitted on the unit so we would be allowed out in the garden every two hours for a smoke.
I met R, a nursing assistant from Oldham, I got along well with her. There were a few fights while I was there but staff always intervened before things got too serious. I spent only two weeks at the PICU without any incidents before being transferred back to Oldham.