Archive for the ‘After the Dust Settled’ Category

It’s been awhile since I last wrote, but, there are reasons for that.  One is I’m not too keen on getting sued again.  Another is that life has moved on in many pleasant directions that have finally helped me to heal somewhat from my experiences with UBH.  Over six years and I finally feel like I might be “over it” (at least as much as I am ever going to be).

I saw online that the Colston case settled out of court.  I hope Mrs. Colston and her family got millions, but something tells me they didn’t.  It doesn’t matter anyway, nothing would replace the precious life that was lost.  And not that one life is ever more valuable than another, but, the life of one of our treasured and brave military is such a tragedy to lose over something so stupid as this “hospital.”

Make no mistake, though…. I am still receiving tons of e-mails from those who stumble across this blog.  It sounds like nothing has changed at UBH or Mayhill.  I am forwarding all requests to speak to the national reporter on to her/him so that your stories might be heard.  And I will not let what I and so many of you went through be in vain.  I am convinced that the real story has not yet been heard.  Sooner or later?  It will be.

UBH did not honor its end of our settlement agreement.  I’m not surprised.  I suppose I am legally not really bound by it anymore, either.  But hey, a bargain is a bargain even if they don’t think so.  At no time, however, did that agreement include me shutting up.  Until next time…..

I dedicate this blog to the proud memories of Aaron and William.  I never met either of them but I regret that my voice, and the voices of others, were not heard in time to save them.  RIP gentlemen.

I never set out for this blog to be around this long.  My hope when I started it was that UBH would simply do the right thing and fix my medical records.  Here we are, years later, with a lawsuit and a lot of other stuff in the rear-view mirror.  Thank goodness the lawsuit is over!  Thanks again to my legal team.  I really do appreciate you all!

Most notable this year was that Byron Harris of in Dallas was finally able to show everyone what I had been trying to share for so long.  He did it effectively and fairly.  Good job, Byron!  His reporting has brought a lot of traffic to the blog, and I have mixed feelings about the stats on the report shown below.  This year 24,000 viewers took a gander at my writing.  I guess that’s good if a blog like this has to exist.  I hoped and continue to hope that my efforts here would result in positive change at facilities that, if operated properly, would be of great benefit to the community.   Meanwhile, I’m in it this far and I’ll do my best to keep spreading the word in 2014.  Either those hospitals will get fixed or I’ll keep lobbying for them to.

Wishing peace, prosperity,and yes–sanity– to all in 2014.  –B

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 24,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 9 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

My first post on this blog was over 3 years ago, and since that time I have heard so many stories and talked to so many people that nothing–absolutely nothing–surprises me anymore.   Many of the things I have heard are not on this site, because the people who shared them either did not want to be embarrassed by having been at UBH, or, their lawyers wanted the story kept under wraps due to pending litigation.

Tonight I watched the most recent news story from Byron Harris at    It made me sad and I want to just simply extend my condolences to Ms. Kristen Colston, the widow interviewed in that story.   I am so sorry for her loss, and, for her children who now grow up without a father thanks to whatever happened inside the walls of UBH.

I am also so sorry for Mr. Jurazek, who it sounds like was seriously injured in there as well.  After hearing his story, and the story of Mr. Colston, I feel quite fortunate to be a survivor of my experience at UBH.  I am reminded how lucky I am to have come out of that experience in one piece.   I am also reminded how much stigma is still attached to being in a “psychiatric hospital” and how hard it is for so many people to share their experiences.

There is a national news reporter who wants to talk to people who have been patients there, or, who worked there.  Please e-mail me at with your contact information so I can pass it on to this reporter.  Until we get some serious light shining on this subject, it’s probably not going to get any better.

Wouln’t it be fun if I posted your cell #, your e-mail address, and your IP address right here on my site?

Look me up online.  My lawsuit is real.  I pay for this site with my own money.  They (UBH, their past and current owners)  know exactly who I am, by name.  They know my number, they know where I live, and, they know my lawyers.  Keep harassing me and they’ll know who you are, too.  And, again, so will my lawyers.

There was an investigative report aired tonight about my favorite hospitals!  It aired on WFAA Channel 8  in Dallas and was reported by Byron Harris, an award-winning investigative journalist.     I will be sharing links on the site to the story when it is available online.  Meanwhile, those of you who have joined me in hoping for some sort of spotlight to be shined on this situation should thoroughly enjoy the broadcast.


UPDATE ON 3/25:   I have heard from a very reliable source that the Denton PD is already investigating the death.  I will post more updates as I receive information to share.  

Original Post from 3/24 follows:

Either someone is seriously screwing with me…or the problems at these hospitals are far worse than even I imagined.  Today someone posted a comment on my site reporting a death at Mayhill Hospital in Denton.


I’ve included a screen shot of the actual comment, but if you want to see it in its original form, click here.  

Naturally, I’ve sent this on to my attorneys.  Other people who follow the site who have lawsuits pending tell me they have sent it to their attorneys.  But…here’s the real question…. will it make any difference?  Will anyone actually DO anything?  Will the local paper do anything?  The Denton Record Chronicle has been contacted numerous times about this situation, by me and by others I know. They’ve never done a thing.

I’ve corresponded with Byron Harris, of WFAA in Dallas….. I gave him the name of every witness and contact I have.  He said none of them would return his calls.  They said he never contacted them.
Oh, and I’ve reported them to the almighty Joint Commission .   I put absolutely zero faith in that organization, and, you can read the why of that by clicking here. 

 I don’t know what to believe, other than there is so much indifference  about this situation that it may just not matter at all what has happened, or what will happen next…. but….. I’m not giving up just yet.  I have to have faith that what has happened to me, and, what has happened to other people–including the people who are gone and can no longer speak for themselves–will not be in vain.  It just can’t be.

Yes, I realize it’s all about the money, but IN MY OPINION (and yes, I can still have one, even if I am getting my pants sued off), that’s kind of how it was when I was in UBH…. all about the money.  That, IN MY OPINION, didn’t do much for the quality of care I got or the success of the treatment.  It was just about the money.  And if you’re a good business person?  That will make perfect sense to you.  Until someone you love–someone who is important to you–ends up in a hospital like this.  Just ask my son.  Or my parents.  Or my then-boyfriend.

And by the way, I posted this comment to their blog post. It is “await moderation” and I’m sure it won’t make it to publication, but, I wrote it just the same and I’m proud of it:

ubhdenton on June 17, 2012 at 11:45 am said:Your comment is awaiting moderation.

“I have debated for a week whether or not to post here.  And I figure, “What else can Richard Kresch and Ascend “Healthcare” do to me?”  You’re already suing me for $6 million.

“Mr. Chee needs to seriously look at the business practices of his boy, Richard, before bragging about how he “improves” healthcare services.  I don’t begrude you the right to make such an astronomical profit, but please do not mislead the public about how you did it.”


FYI…. they didn’t ever publish my comment on their blog, at least not as of this writing.

How would you like it if….

1.  Your loved one was in UBH and asked to leave there by filling out the appropriate paperwork.  After that, they were denied one or more meals?

2.  You called the “patient advocate” at UBH and asked questions, and, he told you that you should call back at a certain time for answers.  And, after four calls and messages left for him, plus several hours, you still don’t have your answers?

3.  Your family member… or you… were told by UBH that if you didn’t cooperate, they would transfer you to Wichita Falls, TX, to the state mental institution?

4.  Your spouse was given doses of the same medication that they overdosed on in the first place, thus requiring admission to UBH?

These are just some of the things that happen at this hospital.  Some.   There is strength in numbers, folks, and it is time to stop putting up with this.    Please share this site with everyone you know who works in the medical field in the North Texas area so that everyone may be warned.

For reading and sharing this blog.  We had 422 hits on Thursday, March 8. That’s an all-time record.  And, that means there were 422 new chances to protect unsuspecting people from a horrible experience at a hospital that would only traumatize them rather than help them.

I’d like to just point out that ads are not for sale by me on this site.  Any ads you see are put there by WordPress because they host the blog.  They sell ad space to generate revenue.  I suppose I could/should set it up to sell ad space… this site has been built and maintained by me at my own expense.  But I don’t want anyone to question my motives or intentions.  At this point this is simply about giving the victims of Ascend Health a voice and a place to share their stories.

More will be happening soon, though.  I promise you that.



(We know you’re smart enough to figure it out what FYIC stands for, but here’s a tiny hint: ” __ck Your Insurance Company”)

We are currently petitioning the State of Texas to form FYIC Behavioral Health.  It’ll be the coolest video-based therapy you’ve ever seen.  You’ll love it…. and we hope you recommend us as a preferred provider to your health insurer:

  1. We’ll have you shoot a video of you describing what’s troubling you.
  2. We’ll superimpose that video on a video of a foreign guy pretending to be a real doctor.  He’ll ask you 3 or 4 open-ended questions about how you  feel and why you have an addiction problem.  He will nod and pretend to care what your answers are.
  3. We’ll then superimpose that video on a video of a crappy hospital.
  4. We’ll send you a bottle of klonopin and a copy of your 3-minute video.  (If you are seriously depressed or suicidal, we’ll send you a 6 minute video for an additional charge).
  5. We’ll bill your insurer $999 ($1,299 for the six minute video)

This is the newest, cutting edge behavioral therapy.  It is cheaper than ONE day at UBH Denton or Mayhill hospital, and, it will be just as effective.  You can sleep in YOUR bed, with YOUR pillows, unless of course your goal in the first place was to get away from the ol’ ball and chain.  In that case, we’ll be happy to make you inpatient, for an additional charge of $99 per night (the going rate at most nice local motels).

The best part?  You won’t have that pesky problem of being threatened with a commitment proceeding.  And, you can leave whenever you want.

If you have been a patient at either UBH Denton or Mayhill Hospitals, and held against your will (especially after signing yourself in voluntarily), it is imperative that you contact me immediately.  E-mail me at   with a brief summary of your story.  I have at least one attorney (and am talking to others) willing to listen to you, and, consider representing a large group of you.  Hey, my lawsuit didn’t work out, but your’s just might!  There is strength in numbers in the legal system, the more of you that come together, the better.

The bottom line is that UBH is billing, now, $2,100 per night.  Every night they can force someone to stay at their facility, that’s another $2,100 in the bank.  Even if the insurance companies that reimburse them only do so at a rate of 50%, that’s still $1,050.  And, let me assure you, as someone who has been on the inside, they aren’t providing any services or facilities that are remotely worthy of such charges.

If you ask to leave… or your parents want to take you out.. they hold you against your will for just “one more day.”  Sometimes two, or three… and always under the promise that they will get a court order to keep you.  <SENTENCE DELETED>

<SENTENCE DELETED>  Why health insurers keep putting up with this I’ll never know, but my guess is their insureds aren’t telling them what’s happening.  After all, it’s embarrassing enough to be in a psychiatric hospital in the first place.  It’s even more demeaning to be held or commitment.  By the time most people get out of this poor excuse for a hospital, they are so broken and worn out they just want to put the experience behind them.

<SENTENCE DELETED>  They let them walk  as soon as they insisted on leaving.  So no, you weren’t crazy.  And you didn’t deserve to be “committed.”  <SENTENCE DELETED>  Plain and simple.  Don’t be embarrassed, or ashamed.  Be PISSED OFF.

Even if no lawyer takes this case, I assure you, there will be strength in our numbers.  I have e-mailed tonight every person who has ever contacted me privately about their experience to ask them to send me contact information.  It is time to pull together and it is time to find someone who will be your voice.  We’ll find that person, and, if we don’t?  We’ll create our own voice.  I promise you, I’ve already figured out how.

I woke up to let my dog out during the night. While waiting for him to come back in, I checked e-mail. Yet another story in my inbox, this time about a patient getting locked in a bathroom and forgotten by the UBH staff. Since I don’t have all the details I’ll save that juicy little nugget for the day when I can provide all the details.  (Again, if you have a story, please write me at  Meanwhile…. I wonder….

…what, if anything, my little site has done for the over 20,225 hits–reads–I have had since I started it? How many people were spared the trauma of this place before they went in because I published the truth?

…does the Denton county Probate judge, who handles all their commitment hearings, ever look at my site?  I hope so.

…why doesn’t the Denton Record Chronicle investigate this armpit?  (It’s not like they haven’t been notified about my site and what’s happening.)

…how well do the UBH doctors sleep at night after they do a vampire-styled “hoover” on the insurance benefits of so many unsuspecting victims each day?  I’m guessing like babies, but maybe someone there has a guilty conscience?  I hope so.

…whatever happened to Drunk Randy?  Is he still sober?  And, if so, how does one stay sober after committing such acts of unspeakable incompetence and malfeasance as are required to work at UBH?

…what would have happened if I had just walked out of the e.r. that night and NOT gone to UBH?   I honestly cannot complain at this point.  Four years later, I have a great job and most of it is a bad memory (my thyroid is permanently whacked, there’s still about 10 pounds left and some fading emotional scars, but quite frankly I’ve grown used to them and I think they give me a certain character that I might not have otherwise developed.)

…will this hospital every change?  Are all of Ascend Healthcare’s other hospitals this bad?

Eh… the dog is back inside.  Time for bed.  G’nite.

Happy November, everyone!  It’s time to count our blessings.  And for once, I’m going to post about something positive that came out of my UBH experience.  Something that I am thankful for.

Have you ever felt so hopeless that you wondered if things would ever get better?  Maybe your job is getting you down or your spouse isn’t paying you enough attention or money is tight?  Well, we all get down about those things.  But I have a quick pick-me-up strategy I use to always–ALWAYS–effectively pull me out of my funk.  Want to know what it is?

….I remind myself that I could still be a patient at UBH Denton!  Yes, I know that sounds like a smart aleck thing to say, but it is what I do.  I’ve never been in a more miserable place or had such a rotten medical experience–anywhere.  The surroundings were just plain awful.  Broken furniture, a crappy tv, no activities except a few board games.  The beds were painful and uncomfortable.  The closets were stupid (Yes, that’s a petty thing, I know… but seriously, what good is a closet if you can’t have hangers and there are no shelves?)

Most of the food was abysmal, and even the stuff that was reasonably fresh was suspect after I saw the mouse running around on the food warmer counter.   The only redeeming quality about the place were a few really nice patients, and the non-physician staff members.  The mental health techs were really super sweet people and so were the registered nurses.  How they kept an upbeat disposition there was beyond me.  And, I see by their website that they still have oodles of job openings so I’m guessing turnover is still high?  Wow, what a surprise.

The most miserable time in my life, ever, were the years 2007-2008.  I am thankful every day that I am above the dirt line that I survived them and came out stronger.  I hope everyone who makes the mistake of going to UBH can come out okay, too.


A reader just posted a comment that she, too, was misdiagnosed at one time:

“Misdiagnosis is not an obsolete characteristic that only happens at UBH. It happens EVERYWHERE. I had a incorrect diagnosis of bipolar disorder at one point as well and was put on lithium…”

This reminds me of a study I read about right after I got out of UBH.  I started seeing an absolutely AWESOME and wonderful psychiatrist as soon as I got out of there.  There was still the possibility I was bipolar… hell, I didn’t know for sure what had happened to me.  He literally saved my life as soon as he took me off the lithium, and he mentioned to me that many of his colleagues were, in his estimation, overusing the bipolar diagnosis.

I was signed out of work for the entire semester and had lots of time on my hands, so I spent my days scouring the internet for information on bipolar diagnosis, stories of bad Chantix experiences, etc.  And I found this interesting study by Zimmerman, et al.  Basically they took hundreds of people who had been diagnosed as bipolar and put them through the proper testing for it and found that over half of them were NOT bipolar.  Why does this happen?

I’ll tell you why… insurance billing.  When you go into a hospital they can’t just have you there, they have to put a diagnosis code on you.  It has to be a number from the DSM guide.  (Read about that more here.)  And when I went there, I knew I was having what my parents had always called a “nervous breakdown.”  (As a reminder to those who don’t know me, I had never had an episode like that before, and, have not had one since–this one was brought about by a lack of sleep, which is known to cause psychosis).  So I even asked the doctor about that, and he said, “There is no such diagnosis as “nervous breakdown.””  That’s because it’s not in the DSM!

So, the bottom line is when a doctor or hospital wants to send your insurance company a bill, they can’t just say “She cracked up like an egg hitting pavement.”  They have to slap a DSM identifier on you and the easiest one is bipolar disorder.

Here’s the problem with that.  First and foremost, it jeopardizes your health to be put on bipolar meds if you’re not bipolar.  I am living proof of that.  It was a solid two years before I started feeling remotely like myself again, thanks to the combination of Chantix and lithium.  Lithium, administered to someone who is not bipolar, is absolutely horrendous.  I’ll blog about that some day and try to explain what it was like.

But also what happens to you is it absolutely destroys your future insurability.  You simply cannot get life insurance or health insurance if you’ve been diagnosed as bipolar.  And, forever after that, when asked “Have you ever been diagnosed as psychotic, schizo, bipolar, etc..?”  your truthful answer has to be “Yes.”  And, a classic symptom of bipolar disorder is denying that you have it…so if you then say, “But that diagnosis was wrong,” you’re going to have to have some other doctor write a letter for you that says, “No, not bipolar” and doctors are usually not too keen on out-and-out refuting another doctor’s diagnosis.

Further, in case you didn’t know it, all major pharmacies will share your drug usage when an insurer asks for it.  Why?  Because you authorize them to when you apply for coverage.  The underwriter at the insurance company will “run your ‘scrip report” and everything you’ve ever taken will show up on that report.  So, that lithium you took… no matter how long ago it was… will show up and according to my friends in the life insurance industry will get you a big fat denial of coverage almost immediately.

And, finally, let’s not forget what it does to your family to think you’re bipolar.  It causes a lot of worry, and a lot of headache and heartache.  Just ask my mother, who came to take care of me after I was released from UBH.  She will tell you what kind of a zombie I was on the drugs Dr. Khan put me on.  I can vouch for that myself…. I fell asleep at the wheel of my car at a red light one afternoon.  I’m just lucky I didn’t do it while the car was moving!

So, while it may be true that lots of people are misdiagnosed in the mental health system–and I’m sure that it is true–that does not excuse UBH and their protocol of slapping the bipolar diagnosis on practically everyone who enters.  And if there are other hospitals doing that?  Shame on them, too.

“Along with regular patients, UBH houses military patients diagnosed with PTSD. Some of them can be extremely violent. And the critically psychotic patients are just around the nurse’s desk.”  

This was part of a comment posted elsewhere on this blog by someone I believe probably works or has worked there, but I already knew this from my personal experience.  The two wings (not sure what they are called, but for lack of a better term I’m going to call “psychotic” and “not psychotic”) are divided only by the nurse’s desk, which any regular person (dangerously psychotic or not) could easily pass through.  I remember being there and through the klonopin fog (they feed everyone klonopin… it keeps you nice and cooperative and too dazed to think or say much) I thought, as I listened to the wails of someone having a psychotic episode of some sort….  “Hey… they are right on the other side of that nurse’s desk….”

One of the witnesses in my lawsuit–a former UBH Denton nurse– was prepared to testify that <PHRASE DELETED>.  After hearing about that, I was relieved that nothing really bad happened to me there.

There were indeed several of our military in there with me.  They viewed UBH as a nice break from dreary old military life… it was like a four week “vacation” for them.  Some of the wonderful members of our armed forces I have since come in contact with viewed it as such a hell-hole that they strive very hard to stay sober and not have to go back.  But, one of my lawsuit witnesses (the same former nurse) was also prepared to testify that there was once a pair of military personnel–a man and a woman–who were having an affair and they both arranged to end up at UBH so they could be together.  The standard treatment was 4 weeks, but, it didn’t take them much effort to convince the doctors to let the tax payers of America pay for two more weeks of inpatient care just so they could be together.

This pisses me off as a taxpayer first, but a close second is the realization that this is the best care we offer our military?  The men and women who risk their lives for my freedom who have PTSD or other problems…. they get to go to this hell hole of a hospital?????  That’s the best we offer them?  How sad.

Well, perhaps “save” is too strong of a word. But read this comment posted a few days ago from a woman who almost went to work at UBH Denton:

“I am so disappointed right now. I am searching for a job in the mental health field in the metroplex and was thrilled to discover UBH’s website and the many job opportunities. The website makes it look like a perfect place with such special programs. Then I couldn’t help but be suspicious when looking more closely at the job listings. Why are there so many jobs in every aspect of the hospital? I feared the worst and a google search has confirmed my fears. My heart breaks reading the stories of you and the others posting here. Mental health and families are my passion and I mourn the traumatic experiences of people that are supposed to be cared for in places like UBH.”

You can see the original post here.

It never occurred to me when I started this blog that I might be saving someone from a career mistake.  I guess I always try to see the positive in everything, in spite of what happened to me at this place.  I recall two years ago a lot of things were going wrong with a closing on my house.  I arrived in my new town to find that the stupid mortgage broker didn’t get a mortgage for me.  With three U-Hauls loaded slap full, I discovered I had no place to live.  My poor mother doesn’t deal well with stuff like that, and she was kind of freaked out, but didn’t say anything at the time.  Later, after I was moved in and the house had closed and it was all mine, she confessed to me her anxiety over my situation:

“I just knew you shouldn’t have bought that house… you should have rented something first and then bought something later…”

I told her (from my new home, which was and still is FAB-U-LOUS!) and this was absolutely true:

“I never worried for a minute, and I didn’t let it bother me.  Mom, after you’ve been locked up in a mental hospital and threatened with a commitment hearing, and not really knowing if you’d ever get out, or when you’d get out?  You just don’t sweat the small stuff anymore.  I always know, no matter how bad things are in my life at the moment, they could be worse–I could still be in UBH.”  

She laughed and said, “I never looked at it that way.”

So, I guess I should thank Dr. Khan and Drunk Randy for my new outlook on life?  Maybe that was part of their so-called “treatment plan” all along?  “Hey, let’s just make our patients so damned miserable they vow to never come back here again!”

Nah… they’re not that smart.

There are two places you can report UBH Denton to if you or a loved one have been mistreated there.  Here is the information you need:

Report them to The Joint Commission, which you can do at

You should also look into contacting the Texas Department of Health & Human Services that licenses hospitals:


I was just sniffing around their website and I found this list of career opportunities they are hiring for:

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… I thought we were in a recession and that there were no jobs out there.  Yet this place ALWAYS has positions that need filling?   I went and checked out Mayhill hospital, and their job postings are here:

I don’t know… I’m just thinking it’s kind of strange that there are two hospitals in Denton, and one of them always has LOTS of job openings.    That means they are either growing larger and need more staff, or, they have a pretty high rate of staff turnover.  I’m betting on the latter.

This article appeared in the Denton paper this week.

I could not let it go without a response.  I posted this blog’s address in the article’s comments section and got quite a few click-thrus, plus some of the highest traffic ever for this site.   Thanks to all who read and shared with others.

This morning I wrote the reporter who wrote the story and told her the following.  I thought you might like to see what I said:

Dear Ms. Mehlhaff,

I read your article on the merger of UBH and Mayhill hospitals with great interest. I have posted a comment to the article that shares a link to my blog, If you have not already seen it, I hope you will review it.

I have talked to or had e-mail correspondence with probably 20 people in less than a year who all report one or more of the following things that I also experienced while a VOLUNTARY patient at UBH:

1. Overmedication
2. Lack of proper basic medical care.
3. “Cookie cutter treatment”: ie., diagnose everyone as bipolar and/or a substance abuser.
4. Poor security
5. Unclean quarters and food service areas
6. No outdoor recreation.
7. A tendency towards holding patients for commitment even if they signed themselves in voluntarily
8. Attending physicians spending little time with patients, and/or not reading their charts, and/or not paying attention to the patient’s requests and wishes.
9. Retention vs. discharge decisions based primarily on insurance coverage rather than the welfare of the patient.

I understand why you wrote the story that you did, but I really do believe there is a story to be told about what happens at UBH Denton that no reporter has been willing to touch. My Denton friends in psychology and psychiatry tell me that UBH is well-known in town for all the things I mentioned above, so they only use Mayhill when inpatient treatment is required. I have lawyer friends in town who have told me that “everyone in the legal system knows how bad it is at UBH….” Yet for whatever reason they are allowed to continue. UBH seems to be the dirty little secret that no one in Denton will acknowledge or discuss. My mission—my purpose in maintaining my blog and reaching out to people like yourself—is to make sure that the problem is finally acknowledged and dealt with.

The day I asked someone to drive me to the emergency room and then readily signed myself in to the hospital is probably the #1 day in my entire life that I wish I could have a complete “do-over” for. Neither I nor my close friends and family had any clue how I would be treated at the hospital, or how things would work while I stayed there.

I heard this week from a former student of mine (I was a professor at UNT for 17 years) that he fully intends to sue UBH because of something they did to a family member. When he asked to speak to the CEO, Susan Young, he had to wait 3 weeks to get the answer from them that she was “just too busy” to talk to him. This is pretty much the same reaction I got when I sent them my letter describing the horrid conditions I found during my stay.

All I am asking of you is to review all the posts and comments on my blog, and ask yourself how there can be so many people who come out of there feeling and saying the same things. I realize it’s easy to dismiss the comments of any one person who has been in a psychiatric hospital because they/we are, in most people’s eyes, at least a little bit “crazy.” But as many of us as there are who have shared our stories, I would think that someone who start to smell something really rotten at UBH.

My phone number is xxx-xxx-xxxx  if you want to visit further about this, or, you can write me back here.

What would you think….

…If a psychiatric nurse with an IP address from, of all places, Portland Oregon, kept periodically posting comments on your blog about how much she thought it was one-sided?

…If the hospital you were complaining about in your blog was owned by a company that owned facilities in just a few places in the U.S…. mostly Texas, but also one in Utah, one in Arizona, and two in PORTLAND OREGON?????

…If that hospital was JUST FEATURED in a front page story in Portland’s newspaper?

I dunno… maybe it’s a coincidence that this woman’s tragic story appears in the paper…(did I mention she previously posted on my blog to tell her story, but her comments were deleted to protect her identity at the time) …  on the same day that posts another one of her comments?

You can see my most recent responses to psychnurse75’s posts about how one-sided my blog is. I don’t give a rat’s ass who thinks my blog is “one-sided.”  I’ll tell you what “one-sided is.”  That’s having your doctor write on your hospital record “HOLD FOR COMMIT” when you entered the place voluntarily.  And, the other thing that’s really one-sided is him writing on your discharge papers, “admitted after attempted od” when nothing could be further from the truth.  But at least I post psychnurse’s comments for you to see, even if I think she’s an Ascend Health employee who is out to do their dirty work for them.   They never gave ME that voice.

So tonight, my loyal readers… I am on a mission.  That mission is to scan in my medical records and start sharing with you the hard cold evidence that backs up everything I have told you.  I’ll be back with you soon to post Dr. Atique Khan’s own handwriting, and I”ll couple it with my lab reports from the E.R.  for good measure to show you what a damned incompetent psychiatrist Dr. Atique Khan really is.   Meanwhile, I just checked out his most recent rating on Healthgrades and it looks like I’m not the only person who didn’t like him?

This comment was posted today, and I think it deserves front page coverage on the blog:

“Ditto. My naive 13 year old daughter was there for 2 days and we took her out. She was attending the North Point school next door and getting counceling from UBH. No supervision at the school from what I can gather. Some boy brought in some pot brownies and handed out. My daughter is naive and just ate it not knowing what was in it. We wound up in the ER with her last night. This place is a sham. You could walk in with a hang nail and they would suggest you be checked in and evaluated. They also love prescribing drugs, also. Wanted to put her on strong anti-depressants. STAY AWAY from this place. I am going to get a lawyer. They can threaten me all they want.”

I do NOT understand how they stay open!!!!!

Literally… EVERY DAY…. someone does a google search for “UBH denton” and finds my site. I know this because the blog stats tell me who does google searches and then clicks on to my site.

The other really popular search I get is “ubh denton reviews” So these folks are SHOPPING for a place to hang out and cure what ails them. I can appreciate that. I sure wish to hell I’d been able to do my homework before doing to the emergency room. I remember thinking when I went that someone would actually HELP me. They’d put me in a nice hospital bed and they’d FIX me. Not make me WORSE or create new problems!!! I confess that to this day I am still angry about that. I felt then, and still do feel, betrayed by the emergency room. They rubber stamped me into a psych ward, and, they did it based on a partnership with another for-profit entity.

Which leads me to ask… does Presbyterian of Denton get kickbacks or payoffs from UBH Denton for every patient referred there? I honestly don’t know the answer, but if I were walking into that e.r. knowing now what I knew then, that’d sure as hell be my first question.

I used to worship this guy.  And I do currently admire his strength with respect to his illness. I just really wish he’d pay attention to the kind of place he’s endorsing with his celebrity status.

Hello everyone and Happy New Year!  I’m approaching my 3 year anniversary of this incident and although it’s one I’d rather not have experienced, I am quite pleased that I’ve managed to get the word out about this questionable hospital and its administration.  I was surprised to see that in just a few short months I’ve had about 2,000 visits to the site!  Wanted to share that good news with you (see below).

It was very hard to put this out there.  But having heard from people who went there and were treated as badly as I was, and realizing that they felt better knowing they weren’t alone in their experiences, made me feel like the effort and the pain of reliving it all a few more times might have been worthwhile.  I could not sit back and pretend that my experience was unique when I knew that it wasn’t.

SO, hope you find these stats interesting (especially YOU, Dr. Khan)….

The stats helper monkeys at mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Fresher than ever.

Crunchy numbers

A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 2,000 times in 2010. That’s about 5 full 747s.

In 2010, there were 16 new posts, not bad for the first year! There were 4 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 114kb.

The busiest day of the year was October 29th with 116 views. The most popular post that day was It’s hard to believe, I know…..

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were,,,, and

Some visitors came searching, mostly for ubh denton, richard kresch, md, ubh in denton, ubh of denton, and ubh dr khan.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


It’s hard to believe, I know…. September 2010


Post traumatic stress? Yep! September 2010


The Letter I Sent Them September 2010
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Dr. Richard Kresch: The Mastermind of this Quack Shack September 2010


Why Did I Agree to Go in the First Place? September 2010

I want to wish everyone who has been affected by a bad experience at UBH Denton peace and joy this holiday season.  It did take me a long time to recover from the ordeal… and it may take you the same, but please trust that things will get better.   I also wish for the richest of blessings to all my friends and family who have rallied around me the last three years and lifted me up when I was shaken to the core and doubting myself.

And to the new person in my life… thanks for accepting me just as I am.  WHY I occasionally still blame myself for their screw up is beyond me, but I’m glad you stuck around after reading about all this.   I like to think I’m a better person for having dealt with all of it…. I hope you agree, Sweetums.  :-)