Name of Hospital: Moncton Hospital
City, State/Province, Country: Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada
Number of Stars: 2.5
Comment: I spent almost a month in the psychiatric unit at the Moncton Hospital. Staff agreed to use my preferred name, but they refused to use appropriate pronouns and I was assigned a bed in a room with three women. Rather than acknowledge my gender identity, my psychiatrist interpreted it as instability of identity and suggested that I might have Borderline Personality Disorder. Because of how I was treated, I was not able to have any sort of therapeutic relationship with this psychiatrist. The complete disrespect for my gender identity was probably the worst aspect of my hospital stay.
There were relaxation groups, occupational therapy activities, and a community meeting every morning where patients could give input about the unit. In addition to meeting daily with my psychiatrist, I also met with a psychologist several times during my stay.
The unit itself was large and quite nice. There was a TV, a piano, a pool table, two phones for patient use, a laundry room with a washer and dryer for patient use, and an open area with tables and chairs where patients often sat doing puzzles. This was also where we ate our meals and where we lined up at the medication cart twice a day to take our medication. There were four patients to a room, with each bed in sort of a cubicle so you had some privacy. Each room had a washroom with a toilet, sink and shower. There was also one room in the unit with a bathtub that could only be used during certain hours. The unit was not normally locked and patients were typically allowed to go out for short breaks.
After my first visit, I was taken several other times to this hospital but not admitted. On one occasion, I was taken first to a smaller community hospital, where I was certified under the Mental Health Act and transferred (against my will) to the Moncton Hospital. When I arrived in Moncton, I was refused treatment and discharged. When I was waiting in the emergency department, the emergency psychiatric nurse said to another staff person about me, “oh, that one’s a real borderline”.
Besides that I do not have Borderline Personality Disorder and what she was saying was not accurate, I was shocked that the psych nurse would speak about a patient like this and even more so that she would do it where the patient could hear her. When I was discharged, no arrangements were made for me to get back home, which was over 50 kilometres away. A friend of a friend was able to come drive me home, but otherwise I would have been stranded in an unfamiliar city where I knew no one.
Type of program (i.e. day program, inpatient): inpatient
Any other identities/marginalizations (i.e. race/gender/sexuality) that could have influenced your stay?: transgender, queer, fat