I have finally had the staples taken out of my head. (Staples are the new version of stitches.) So I no longer feel like I’m sleeping on a handful of safety pins. I’m also getting used to people trying to get blood samples out of my tiny veins. I am afraid I have a rep among the phlebotomists around here!
I still can see very little in my left peripheral field of vision, but I have added a new ingredient to the mix: hallucinations. I will be lying in bed, when all of a sudden I will “see” a row of people stand up to attention, as if they are having a meeting in some military context.
Of course, this is not really happening, but it looks to me as if it is, and it’s so convincing that for a moment I buy into it each time. Many of the hallucinations feature small people who seem very real, and leave me wondering just exactly what is going on. Are they the origins of fairy lore? Am I hallucinating, or seeing real things in another world? My guess is that it’s hallucinations. The doctors are familiar with this as a sequel to the surgery I had, and expect that it will fade away in time. In the meantime I can take medication that will make them go away, or at least bother me less.
I’m fortunate that the weirdness has a name. It’s called Charles Bonnet Syndrome, because it was first described by a Swiss doctor of that name in 1769. Some people have it for years, but for most of us it fades in a few weeks or months. Hopefully, I’ll be in that group, but if not, well, having fairyfolk traipsing through your life isn’t the worst side effect of lifesaving surgery.
One thing about the brain: it’s not amused by somebody going into it with a surgeon’s scalpel, and it lets you know that.