The elderly woman was crying, at first quietly, and then more loudly, as the certainty of where she was going set in. Gasping, she was saying "No!! No!!" as best she could before be breaking down into whispers of "Please, please no..." She was strapped into a wheel chair anyway, and wheeled to a room she remembered all too well. A room that said it was for therapy, but was indeed for torture, Electro Convulsive Therapy, ECT.

She lived in a Nursing Home in the United States of America, and had been sad when she wasn't allowed to marry her boyfriend. No great passion, just a man whose company made her days happier. The man's family moved him to a different Home.

The prescription to fix her sadness was ECT. Volts and volts of electricity were forced through her brain, causing Grand Mal seizures, wrenching her frail body in agonizing spasms. Psychiatrists tortured my grandmother.

So on this second journey down that hallway, she knew what was about to happen, and terror set in. And a sense of being totally overwhelmed, and abandoned. Afterwards her body ached for days, and she was bruised where the straps holding her down bit into her flesh.

She did not get well. She was never sick. She was sad about a loss.

Shock therapy is torture. It can kill. "If one does not survive, no joy and no happiness are obtainable.", L. Ron Hubbard

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