How I Was Tortured with Drugs and Incapacitated at the Psychiatric Department of the Second Hospital, Zhuzhou City, Hunan Province
October 17, 2003
I am a 51 year old woman, and because I practiced Falun Dafa, I was severely incapacitated by persecution. My present memory is deficient due to the torture I received; however, I will do my best to recollect what took place.
In 2001, when I came back from appealing in Beijing, I was confined at the Pingjiang County detention center for a month, and 10,000 Yuan in cash was extorted from me before I was released. Thereafter, the authorities would not leave me alone and threatened me constantly with brainwashing classes and other things. I had to leave home and hide out somewhere to avoid further persecution and was not able to go back home. Eventually, I was arrested by the police and illegally held at the detention center. They proceeded to torture me in an attempt to extort a confession and force me to renounce my belief. I did not give in to them. I was then sent to Baimalong Labor Camp in Zhuzhou, where I was inhumanly tortured and abused.
When they attempted to "transform" me, I responded by clarifying the truth to them. I went on a hunger strike to protest their persecution. I was then force-fed and had my front teeth knocked out in the process. When we recited "Lunyu" (preface of Zhuan Falun) together, the guards turned on a loudspeaker at high volume to disrupt us. They exhausted every dirty trick--beating, verbal abuse, electric shock, sleep deprivation and so on. I was firm in not giving in to them. I remembered Teacher's words: "When it's difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it's impossible to do, you can do it." (Zhuan Falun) Teacher's words gave me infinite strength. Because I did not waver, they forced me into the psychiatric unit in Zhuzhou City's Second hospital. They tied my four limbs onto the bed, and injected me with toxic drugs. They did not give me food or water, or allow me to use the toilet; I had to excrete in the bed. Soon, I was groggy and oblivious of my surroundings.
After 45 days, I was emaciated and completely paralyzed. There were bedsores all over my buttocks. I could not see or hear. Blood kept oozing from my mouth and I was barely breathing. Only then did the authorities notify my husband to take me home. (This is what my family told me later.) For over half a year after I came home, I was still in a vegetative state and unable to move. I was sustained on drops of liquid nutrient. I completely lost my memory and did not know who I was. I was incarcerated in the labor camp for two years; if Teacher hadn't been looking after me, how could I have survived? Later, I could sit and stand up, but I could not remember anything. When my eyes could perceive light and I could watch TV, one day I was watching a classical play when a miracle happened. The Falun Gong exercise movements appeared on the television screen and the five sets of exercise movements were shown in their entirety. Only then did I remember that I was a cultivator, and Teacher had been at my side all the time. I began to read the Falun Dafa books again, practice the exercises and share experiences with fellow practitioners.
I charge the Jiang and Luo regime with torturing me, a perfectly healthy person of impeccable moral character, to a state of severe incapacitation. Now, I cannot even walk steadily. When I walk, I cannot turn my head. Sometimes, my mind becomes disoriented as a result of what I endured at the hands of the authorities.