I took my son to get treatment at this facility, the things that went on there while trying to help my son were ridiculous to say the least. My sons privacy was compromised when a counselor discussed private details about my sons addiction, and how him having said addiction was a sign of lack of maturity and he was not a "man" due to this addiction. Theye also questioned me as a parent saying I was a horrible mother. Last thing said to me as I walked out was "I would bury my son." All this being said directly in front of other patients and staff in their lobby.
I have lived with this fear ever since I found out my son had this problem, I did not need to hear this in that manner, not from someone who is supposed to be a professional care giver to people with addictions. Also on one occasion they harassed my son about returning the dosage bottle. A very small bottle that they take home doses on the weekends when the clinic is closed. On this instance in particular he forgot to return the bottle about 2 days earlier, they kept on bringing this missing bottle up. They said it is federal law to keep track of these small plastic bottles. I call shenanigans.in my opinion they re-use these bottles which has to be a no no. They constantly harass their patients with trivial details, they use tactics such as name calling and peer pressure. When my son got upset on the our final visit they called us "ghetto" because we wanted to discuss these issues, they said we were being confrontational and had "riot" tendencies. I don't know what that even means.
They claim to also treat mental health, when it sounds to me like half them need that help. As for the one member of the staff who thought I was deemed worthy of his unwanted attention. This security guard used to tell me on more than one occasion "what he could to me sexually" and commented on some of my body parts. He has grabbed his groin and licked his lips, it made my skin crawl. When he did this he told me how "excited" he was to watch me walk away. I figured if I stopped going into the clinic with my son this harassment would stop. He then started coming to my car. I would park on the side to discourage visits to my car, this didn't work either. So I had my husband take my son because I was so uncomfortable. He used to come to the car and see if I was there and quickly go inside when he saw my husband. I admit I kept these things to myself because I thought my son was getting the treatment he needed and his counselor Stephanie amazing, and he liked her a lot so we tried to make it work. I know my son had the issues to get him to this clinic but all we got are more issues.
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