an excerpt posted on the PV facility Q and A thread.
"Staff had me by the arms and I was becoming very resistant to them. I tried to break free because, like I said, all I wanted was my mom. The crowd of staff members made some pretty swift movements and all of the sudden I was down on the ground, the deck leading into the unit. My head was being mashed onto chicken wire that I could feel cutting me on my face closer to my eyes. I could also feel it tearing the skin on my elbows, wrists, knees, ankles, and feet. I was screaming and couldn't stop. An alarm was going off in the background. I could feel someone sitting on my upper back, knees, and bottom. Then all of the sudden I was above each of their heads, floating across the unit into the time out room where I could again feel my head being mashed into the floor and the weight of people on my body. I heard someone say "she's bleeding!" and the voices of 8 or so staff members in the time out room, and even more standing around it on the unit. I couldn't breathe at all. My hair was in my mouth and, with the weight of a body on my back and my head being held down, I could not feel the normal sensation of my lungs exchanging oxygen for carbon dioxide. After a while I could feel my clothes being yanked off of me and my shoes taken off. Some women lifted me up and put what I thought was a sheet under me, then realized that I was supposed to be putting my arms through the sleeved of a set of hospital gowns. I ate in the time out room with no utensils and waited for what seemed like hours until they let me out again. Group therapy was terrible after that."
the rest of the story is on the thread
