I attend a ward in Framingham, and you?

Do you ever wonder what it’s like to be in a ward? Well if you go to school then you might be attending one. There are surprisingly similar qualities in both a ward and a school. Realize how both institutions carry the same policies such as, no phones, one at a time, and no bullying. Essentially, both high schools and wards have almost identical rules; the only difference is the punishment and the attendees. It’s not only the rules that are the same, the organization of the how the institutions run uniform.
Although we don’t wake up and get ready at school, it’s a necessary role of attending school. The scheduling of FHS is classes for two hours and twenty-nine minutes lunch and repeat hours of classes. At a ward it might be (after getting up and getting ready and eating) free time for a couple hours, group(s) for an hour or two, lunch for fourty five minutes, and free quiet time. The only difference between the scheduling is the events that the attendees are participating in. Some wards, for teenagers, even have schooling available. Now what if you get caught doing something wrong at the institution, what rights do you have?
In school, at least our school, the feel and idea is that we have our (the students) rights stripped from ourselves. A new rule that is being enforced is that our phones can be searched with suspicions. That seems like a huge invasion of privacy to me. There might be private conversations that I feel shouldn’t be read but anyone but myself. It was already a suspicion that teachers and administrators did that anyways, but now it’s admitting it. The worst part about any place where there are higher “qualified” (for lack of better word) workers, there will be the lower ones that get disregarded. Complaints seem to go unnoticed when it’s a student complaining about a teacher or a patient complaining about a day keeper. It makes it seem like they are better than us, that their words mean more. I’ve been to a sort of ‘ward’ before and I can say from experience, that although the environments are very different, they are still more alike than you’d think.

The beginning of the end of the start of the old

Would you give your body up to science after death? How about when alive? After learning about lobotomies I am skeptical about doctors conducting new experiments on patients. I always thought of giving my body to science after I die, but the idea of being part of a new experiment frightens me greatly. I can’t really be sure of a decision thought because if I were dying and the only possible cure was still in the beginning stages, I might take that chance. But the truth of some experiments is, that not only can they be extremely dangerous or have fatal side effects, but the patients might also be manipulated into believing it’s a successful experiment.

In the horror movie The Haunting in Connecticut, the main character Matt has began a new treatment for cancer that is still in the works. With consent of both his parents and himself and knowledge of the side effects he was a great candidate. Now this is a scientific experiment I approve of. When people are aware of the risks of any sort of medical treatment that is still non-perfected and the doctors have consent, it’s more than acceptable to experiment on that human. Unless of course, what the doctor tells the family is false. But in history, doctors have lied to patients and parents and even without consent, performed dangerous experiments.

In One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, the patients in the ward have no say in what is done to them experimentally. During that time, it was common for doctors to perform lobotomies and shock therapy on patients even if there were many previous failures and deaths due to it. The fact that doctors, physicians, nurses, etc. could approve of such a terrible misuse of power. Doctors would perform these dangerous ‘surgeries’ on children that haven’t even fully developed yet. Children that could be naturally going through a phase were subjected to being lobotomized. It’s a disgusting thought in my mind. I’m glad that science evolved into realizing the rights of their patients/experiment subjects. I just wish they also thought about the rights of animals.