Psychiatric hospital Šternberk - Olomoucká 1848

I had abdominal pain. Since I was also depressed, the doctor sent me to the hospital for a psychiatric ward, where I could only be temporarily. No one solved abdominal pain. From there, I was recommended this hospital in Štenberk. I went to the open ward with abdominal pain. No one solved it, they tried to force me to think that it was psychosomatic that I should practice yoga and get involved in activities. He couldn't eat here because of the pain, and they took it as a form of self-harm. After an agreement with the mayor, who promised me that I would go to the department where they would deal with it, (which was a closed department with so-called zombie people into which they stuff pills) so when they wanted to take my personal life-threatening things, I sent them to hell and left. With depression and abdominal pain, I stayed at the guesthouse for the next day on the train. I went to see my doctor again, I asked for a professional examination and after the examination I treated my duodenitis. The fact that everything there looks like from the 50's can be regretted, but the cold approach to patients cannot be forgiven.

The children's department is terrible, there is a 5-minute shower and hair wash. Staff terrible, I do not recommend.

As a patient, I have to evaluate ward 3B positively Great primary procedure Mrs. Doctor's approach Even Mr. Psychologist regarding patients The treatment helped me a lot However, the patient must try otherwise he will not move anywhere :) It cooks well throughout the hospital, although the names of the dishes are sometimes unknown: D ...

If you want all your mental problems to get worse then this is exactly the place for you. They will tell you that people leave here happy do not believe them, because they leave in an even worse condition, they just learned to disguise it here.

The children's ward is one of the most traumatic experiences for me so far, even 5 years later. if it goes, please put your child anywhere else, I highly recommend the children's ward in Kroměříž e.g.

Ward 17 (seagull) is the worst possible department ever. The primary and some sisters are absolutely unpleasant, the most suitable sisters are Mrs. Sister Daníčková and Mrs. Sister Sleepy. It shows that they really like children. Most sisters are evil and shout at us for the slightest slap. I would also like to commend the psychologist Bezděková, she helped the children a lot. The department itself is terrible. Children have no privacy at all.

I am now writing about my experience with PL Šternberk Department 5A - Acute Department. I was here after a suicide attempt. I ate 6O Lexaurin. I don't remember the rest. They found me in the morning. This was followed by a stay in Šumperk where I was physically hired. On Saturday I was transferred to the acute ward 5a in Sternberg. It helped me a lot. Very nice staff. In 5 days I felt that life made sense, and I planned how I would arrange it nicely when it released me. I have a lactose allergy and I don't eat meat - they have met me in everything. When I was sick, they helped me. Both nurses, nurses and doctors and other management. They helped me a lot with I appreciate it. Very good department. I went to the therapies that I enjoyed, in the communities we learned every day what was new in the world. I was assigned to a psychotherapeutic group. Which also helped me a lot. The regime nurse is very nice, she goes to the canteens every day. He'll wait, he'll advise. I give a thumbs up for this department ? Adéla Krbušková

The last thing I want to go again. I was very deep when I went there. I went there for reasons other than suicidal thoughts, I went voluntarily because I firmly hoped for the help of a psychiatric hospital. I knew it wouldn't be the best, but what happened to me there was unexpected for me. I've been suffocating for a long time, but now I feel like I'm going out with the truth. I was 13 when I decided to go there (I saw it as a last resort). It wasn't that bad at first, but then it got worse. The rules of "community" are absurd, we could not help each other in the worst situations. I don't want to determine what my main problem was, but I can say that when I had an extreme tick attack, the only thing they did (the nurses) looked at me annoyed rather than wanting to help ... and said "stop". The reason I went there wasn't to hear someone say "stop" me. The question is how? How to quit was the reason I was there, it was impossible to quit. I got through it somehow ... but when I found out that they were giving me xannax to "calm down" (it caused me zero self-control and depression) they got on my nerves. They took advantage of suicide opportunities to suck as much money out of the insurance company as possible. My friend was there for 5 months, he was quite fine, he was definitely better than me. The more pills they poured into him, the more he wanted to kill himself. Thank God I have good parents, I begged them every day to have mercy and take me home. I would normally kill myself there, but that was the problem. Despite all the suffering, I couldn't even kill myself. I can't say what happened, it would take a long time, but it's not worth it. I was only there for 5 days and I suffered a lifelong trauma.