I would give this place 0 stars if I could. I know it's a state run mental and rehabilitation…read morefacility, but it's worse than what you imagine. Let's start with arrival. You have to do the full naked inspection and wear a gown totally nude until someone can bring you clothes. You sleep on a stuffed tarp with a stained sheet with no pillow. The units are coed, but bunks and restrooms are separated by a common room. The place is unsanitary. They mop daily, but don't sweep, the floors are sticky, the chairs are uncomfortable, the showers are moldy, the phones are never cleaned, the rooms are filthy, and while I never saw any rodents I certainly heard them and saw evidence of them. The food was horrendous, cold turkey sandwiches on stale bread was a staple, and it never got much better. Now let's get to the staff. I saw 1 psychiatrist in the 11 days I was there for what was supposed to be a 5 day hold, we had a daily group session which was usually good, I ment my social worker a handful of times (she recommended my release days earlier) she was one of the few bright spots, the panel that was supposed to meet me to approve my release NEVER met with me, the nurses and cleaning staff were on their phones, I saw nurses just fill in previous numbers from blood pressure and heart rate rather than actually taking them, the group counselors were nice but a 1 hour once a day group session doesn't do much, and I saw staff antagonizing some of the more vulnerable patients. To kill time you had limited options. You could play cards with other patients, read the news paper, read out dated terrible books, color, or watch tv. I was lucky to have a group of 4 people to talk to and play cards with. The people ironically were the only thing that kept me sane there. When trying to get to the panel to start my exit plan I was told I was still restricted despite the 1 psychiatrist that I saw saying he recommended my release, and my social worker recommended my release, my family and wife calling and visiting and advocating for me. They keep you there because bodies on the unit mean money. The man who ultimately made the decision for me to leave told me he only did so because he was tired of my wife calling him. I have PTSD from this place. I grip the steering wheel tighter when driving past this place. I feel sorry for any person that ends up there especially those who were extremely vulnerable and in need to real help. Please if you have a relative, friend, or loved one in this facility do everything you can to help get them out.