I'm honored to host author and friend, Michelle Griep, as she blogs about aspects of historical medicine this week. Check out her wonderful new novel, A Heart Deceived.
Welcome, Michelle!
In the eighteenth century, medical care for the mentally ill was both a remedy and a punishment. What went on behind the ivy-covered walls of most mental institutions makes One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest seem like a five-star hotel stay.
In the eighteenth century, medical care for the mentally ill was both a remedy and a punishment. What went on behind the ivy-covered walls of most mental institutions makes One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest seem like a five-star hotel stay.
Granted, the majority
of doctors really were trying their best to help their patients, but a many of
their practices only made things worse. Here’s a sampling of what might happen
to you…
Spinning
Think of riding a
crazed merry-go-round on steroids. Feeling queasy? This was worse. The
“Swinging Chair” is a contraption designed to spin the patient at high speed,
which would induce vomiting, bladder evacuation, and eventually lull the poor
little buddy into a tranquilized state of mind.
Trephining
Ever had a really bad
headache? Just thinking about this course of treatment makes my brain hurt.
Trephining is an early form of lobotomy and was actually the first
psychosurgery procedure to change socially unacceptable behaviors. Without
getting too gory, just picture a huge drill bit hovering a breath away from
your skull—only it doesn’t hover for long, if you know what I mean.
Shock Treatment
There’s nothing
electrical about this kind of shocking treatment. The patient was left
blindfolded on a platform, waiting, and waiting, and then bam! Suddenly the
platform falls and he plunges into a tub of icy water, which was intended to
shock the brain back into normalcy. Noise shock treatment was used as well,
wherein an individual was again blindfolded and then without warning, a cannon
behind them was shot off.
Besides these three,
there was the usual bloodletting, purging, binding, and the attempt at good ol’
hypnosis. All this to say, an asylum was best avoided if at all possible—which
is exactly what the heroine in my latest release, A Heart Deceived, is trying to do…
Miri Brayden teeters on a razor's edge between
placating and enraging her brother, whom she depends upon for support. Yet if
his anger is unleashed, so is his madness. Miri must keep his descent into
lunacy a secret, or he'll be committed to an asylum—and she'll be sent to the
poorhouse.
Ethan Goodwin has been on the run all of his life—from family, from the law ... from God. After a heart-changing encounter with the gritty Reverend John Newton, Ethan would like nothing more than to become a man of integrity—an impossible feat for an opium addict charged with murder.
When Ethan shows up on Miri's doorstep, her balancing act falls to pieces. Both Ethan and Miri are caught in a web of lies and deceit—fallacies that land Ethan in prison and Miri in the asylum with her brother. Only the truth will set them free.
Ethan Goodwin has been on the run all of his life—from family, from the law ... from God. After a heart-changing encounter with the gritty Reverend John Newton, Ethan would like nothing more than to become a man of integrity—an impossible feat for an opium addict charged with murder.
When Ethan shows up on Miri's doorstep, her balancing act falls to pieces. Both Ethan and Miri are caught in a web of lies and deceit—fallacies that land Ethan in prison and Miri in the asylum with her brother. Only the truth will set them free.
Fortunately, the mental
health industry has come a long way since then, but if you’d like a glimpse
into the roots of present day psychiatric care, pick up a copy of A Heart Deceived, a timeless tale of love, lies and redemption.
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Thanks for hosting me today, Jordyn. It's an honor to be here!
ReplyDeleteMy great-great grandmother was put into an asylum in the early 20th century (from the stories passed down, it sounds like she was probably OCD, and her husband just didn't know how to deal with her obsessive cleaning). She hung herself.
ReplyDeleteNot a great place to be, apparently.
Thank God for advances in mental health treatment!!!
Oh my goodness! So sorry to hear that, Stacy. Indeed, thank God for the advances in treatment of the mentally ill!
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