Someone I know was having a severe bout of insomnia and then had a nervous breakdown and was referred to the emergency room by their doctor. They went to the UCLA emergency room and were told by the staff doctor that there was a bed available in the Resnick Psychiatric center where they could get a few nights of good sleep and have a team of doctors (psychiatrist, psychologist, etc) caring for them. It took 3 to 4 hours to get into her room after being told one was available, and about that long to tell us what the visiting hours were. It turned out that things did not end up being quite the way they were described. In particular, the doctor failed to mention that my friends phone would be taken away while staying in the hospital. So the only way she could communicate with friends and family was by going to the hallway and making calls from a phone there. No texts. No impromptu calls. No listening to calming music or pre-recorded prayers. Many of the resources my friend had were on her phone, and she was unable to use them. Visiting hours were for only 1 hour a day, and only one person could visit. In addition, she saw all the doctors from her team basically one time while she stayed there over the course of two days and two nights. What she did get was a private room, medication, and an option to go to a group occupational therapy art session. The whole place was a bit unnerving for my friend, as most of the patients that she saw were their involuntarily, where as she was their voluntarily and her mind was in a better state than theirs. She left after two nights, given that she felt so alone in the hospital, a bit unnerved by the other patients, and considering that she did not actually have a team of doctors helping her.Also, they gave her a prescription for medication and also resources for support groups, psychiatrists, and therapists.

As much as I want to say I hated it, I can’t. The staff were AMAZING I can’t say names but some of them, seriously changed my life. I was on the adolescent unit, we got to go to a real cool art room where we could make candles, sculptures and other cool stuff. We also got to choose our food from a pretty big menu. I’m not a therapy person. But the staff use their words very persuasively to get you to go. It works! Thank you UCLA for helping myself and everyone else! 😁

Well I didnt think I would end up here but I did. I was adolescent Unit B for my 5 day stay, and I honestly was allowed so much time to reflect on myself I was able to really begin recovering. For anyone worrying about being committed like I was: this is a good program. You get a doctor, social worker, and an entire team of nurses to help you through whatever got you there, and the atmosphere is supportive. I honestly forgot I was in a mental hospital for a lot of it. My only complaint would be that the group therapy is not that specialized and is mainly focused around exposing the patient to many different social circumstances and allowing them to develop coping strategies on their OWN to make change. This worked for me, but I know that some people are not in a state where they think they can do that and often get left behind. Your stay is WHAT YOU MAKE of it, and it is just as important to sit in your room and critically think about everything as it is to go into the dayroom and distract yourself. Both are important and have their place. Shoutouts to Dennis and Archie (the best nurses prove me wrong I will fight you).Edit: the food is great too!

I have receive treatment for MDD through the ECT department for at least three years. Drs. Espinosa, Kaufman and Jalil are amazing (though Espinosa can be intimidating at times), as is the entire staff (more names than I can list here, but I am ever grateful). I definitely sense that the team is concerned about me as an individual and has an interest in my recovery. They do a really good job of patient privacy so I cannot say if my experience is unique, but I believe it is probably the norm. I have friends who have sought treatment at other locations and they feel like money mills. I do not feel like they are trying to monetize my treatment here and I think that contributes to my feeling of safety and strengthens my recovery. I also appreciate that my treatment is in a hospital setting where I am well monitored during my course of treatment.

I went here awhile back, the fact that i cant really remember much and i cant pick out the things i hated means it was a pretty good place.

They changed my medicine and it helped but I have to go back basically every year. It’s like a vaccination almost. Except I’m not getting a vaccine, it’s more like being in a zootopia prison and they sedate you when you are acting mean, and throw you in an empty room when you are being loud. This is just my experience, maybe you would have a different one. I have always been subject to ableism though. Only reason it has three stars is because the medicine changes help

The worst experience for both the patient, my parent, and myself. My parent was sent to the geriatric floor for evaluation of septic psychosis. The staff knew I had Durable Power Of Attorney, yet, even when the elder attorney called and wrote to UCLA,they refused to give information and allow me to be part of my parents care. While the staff said my parent was incompetent, they allowed my parent to refuse update communication with me, as they were angry with me. This means no one competent was giving informed consent. Nightmare. I’m glad I called the county of Los Angeles Patient Ombudsman to get my parent out of that place.

Thank you for giving me back my son!

My son with Down Syndrome has been in Resnick for 8 days. Hed been given a 24 hour EEG and an MRI by day 3. Hes now being observed on the meds given. EVERYONE has been exceptionally kind. He has nine people helping. Attending, Resident and 4th year in each discipline. Its an amazing place. Highly recommended.

Best, i was sent here for mental help and they treated me so good here, the food was great, they really did care and really helped you

I was an inpatient for nine days and attended the outpatient program for about three months at Resnick Neuropsychiatric Hospital at UCLA in 2011. I was so depressed. I never thought my depression would lead to suicide but there I was, 20 minutes away from a lethal injection before I was intercepted by police. I thought I would be doing everyone a favor by dying. Even though I am an educated mother and wife, I still believed the people who loved me would get over my death soon enough and I would be out of my despair.Renick UCLA taught me that my desperation was only a lack of knowing how to cope with certain things. The good people there taught me how to recognize certain states of my mind and to deal with it before it became a tragedy. Their approach was gentle and consistent. Psychiatry regulated an antidepressant for me that helped so much. Daily classes and my willingness to participate, even though I did not want to at the time, changed me forever.I still get depressed, but the difference is I recognize the various states of my depression before it gets too bad, and I still use the coping skills I learned to save my own life. I could never go back to the state I was in before this program because now I know how to deal with it, or reach out to someone. While some places only handle the medicinal part of recovery from a depressive episode, Resnick UCLA gave me a gift of knowing how to never let it happen to this degree again.

Negligent. Will First Do You Harm. See what Dr. Bruce Kagan did? —Treats Type 1 Diabetes with psych drugs and no insulin. Magician Scientists Galore work there.

All I can say is that, if it wasnt for UCLAs ER, Neurology Dept, and Resnick Psychiatric Hospital, my mom would not be alive today, after she was initially mis-diagnosed with Dementia/Alzheimers by a neurologist and a neurosurgeon, when in fact, it was a Pseudo-Dementia that is/was reversible. UCLA took all the necessary care, appropriate testing, to finally correctly diagnosis my mom, with catatonic depression which can look/act like a type of Dementia. We are so relieved since we almost lost all hope and figured she would eventually end up in a nursing home or convalescent hospital due to her loss in cognitive, executive functions and severe mood/behavior disorders of psychosis, delusions and unstoppable pacing. Prior to UCLA, mom was in a different local hospital where she got worse. We had her temporarily in an assisted living facility so that we could do more research since overnight dementia/alzheimers/etc just did not make sense from these docs who barely spent any time properly testing/diagnosing her. We were so fortunate to have made the decision to finally take mom out of the assisted living facility where she would have probably ended up dying taking all the wrong meds like Namenda (ALZ medication) and not eating/sleeping and into UCLA after ample research. Now we understand why UCLA is rated one of the TOP Hospitals in the entire USA, as they certainly deserve it. I love the teaching hospital approach & team effort/collaborative medical care, they provided our family. Even rare conditions we wanted checked, they obliged for us. They took very conservative measures and treatment options instead of the throwing pills to see what may stick approach that most other psych centers resort to. I am so happy to share that mom was discharged after about 3 weeks and since has been taken over by the outpatient UCLA geriatric psychiatry. It wasnt smooth sailing right after the release but with the continued outpatient ECTs and increase in one of the depression meds, mom is nearly fully recovering, back to loving & appreciating life, active, social, dancing, exercising, attending school, church choir, cooking, full appetite, great digestion, and proper restful sleeping. Shes doing so well that she has been able to cease ECT treatments for now, and even cut out one of her psych meds, only taking one anti-depressant which apparently works great for elderly depression dealing with insomnia. It is important to note that she is also fresh juicing daily, taking lots of specific vitamins, supplements, herbs, exercising, and she has re-sparked her spiritual connection with daily grateful prayers, while keeping very active everyday. We owe it UCLA hospital, docs, nurses, assistant nurses, for bringing our real mom back to life. If you have the opportunity to take your loved one here vs another local/more convenient hospital, Id re-read this and think it over again. Just my two cents sharing, which gave us our real mom back, so for us, it was a PRICELESS decision! THANK YOU SO MUCH UCLA HOSPITAL!!!

On tuesday u hav to hire sir marcus Washington

This is the place to go if you want to be abused

I hate this place