By Jill Coleman
3 Oct 2012
2 years ago I was admitted to Ward D in Fort England Hospital, Grahamstown South Africa. To say it was hell was putting it mildly. During my stay there I was told I was going to die there and they would bury me in the garden, I was phtographed by a nurse naked and crying in the shower, I was told I would be hit if I continued saying sorry. The older patients are locked in forcing them to urinate on the floor. At no time during my stay there was I given anything to do nor did I receive psychiatric treatment beyond one 10 minute session a week! I was hit on the head by psychotic patients with no interference from security. I have been in Ward D twice and still they have not come up with a diagnosis for me, all they do is highly medicate me! All through this I am home now and I must be a stronger person who knows my only problem is my alcoholism which I have under control. This Hopsital needs to be exposed and Ward D closed down, the staff are cruel and dangerous.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference! This poem is what I would repeat over and over again while I was there, and the love and support of my friends and family kept me going.
They also fprced up to ten at a time into the showers in the morning and would spray you with icy cold water or boiling hot water as in my case! Be sure I am not going on about the patients but the Nursing Staff and the security who should all be stripped of their jobs and jailed in my opinion!
My faith kept me going and I know through my photography I can make a differnce!