My hallucinating patient has spent most of the morning talking to her (imaginary) dog. After rolling her bedside table over to her so she could eat lunch, she got a hold of her stuffed animal (which is a dog) and has proceeded to pet, talk to, and generally "care" for it throughout the afternoon. Apparently it ate a whole hot dog for lunch. Surprising, considering it's small stature.
As I was watching her with curiosity and listening to her side of the conversation (apparently I am not privy to the world of talking toys), she suddenly looked at me and explained that these dogs are called "Honeybears."
Her explanation:"Honeybears look fake but there is actually a real animal inside. Most people would never know."
Sure fooled me.
I never cease to amazed by delirious patients. The mind is such a curious thing. I am not sure I will ever understand how it can cause us to see/think/believe certain things when it's not functioning properly.
Now if you'll excuse me, Honeybear* wants to go for a walk....
*After several hours, I am still not certain whether Honeybear is a "breed" or this dog's specific name. Or both. I think it's both.**
**#gladIdidn'tnamemydog"poodle"***
***I am not convinced this hashtag would ever gain even mild popularity on Twitter, but should I ever create an account (and I doubt I ever will), I am willing to give it a shot.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Honeybears
Posted by Eva Joy at 1:34 PM
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You are such a great writer. When I read your writings, I can vividly envision everything and I always find myself smiling, laughing out loud, feeling curiously comforted by your loving friends, loving you more than you will ever know. You are so special.
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