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Hallucination date - October 2016

When I was admitted to RHN in Putney, I was on a ward called Drapers. Usually patients are admitted to this ward when they first arrive at the hospital, as it’s an intensive rehab facility. Normally you spend three months there, but my stay was extended to six. There was a man there who used to constantly bang his shoe on the side of his bed, which would really annoy me. For the first few months, my arms were pinned tightly to my chest, and my legs were bent right up by it, so I was curled up in a sort of ball. I had many dreams and hallucinations around this feeling.

One was that I was in a sponge cube and all the people visiting me were also in sponge cubes. We were all stacked up in a wall shape but could still talk to each other. During this time I was wide awake.

I had lots of similar hallucinations where I was in various cubes, including: the legs of a table football in a hotel lobby, the tiles on the ceiling of an Indian resturant, and part of a football stadium.

As ever I did not mention this to anyone and just ignored it.

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