Ever since Henrietta has been back from the hospital after the fall she had over 3 1/2 years ago, she has, from time to time…entertained night visitors. No. She is not running a brothel. (I would be getting a cut of the proceeds.) She sees people very vividly at night. Occasionally, they answer her when she speaks to them, usually yes or no answers to her questions. There are usually groups of people gathered and most often children are there, too. The children are playing with one another sometimes and the women are usually older. The men are sometimes short and sometimes very, very tall. She can never see the face of the really tall man, as he is over in the corner and it is too dark to see him. She tells me about these vivid…sights and what all she says to them and if she gets any answers, (she sleeps without her hearing aid, so she can’t hear the answers unless she puts it in). She can describe in minute detail what they are wearing and the expressions on their faces. It always ends when she gets annoyed that they won’t leave and she turns on the lamp on her nightstand. Poof. No one there.
At this point I’d like to point out that our house is about 20 years old and no one has ever died here, with the exception of the FIL, Marcos a couple of years ago. He could hardly bring all those other people here as he was fairly unsociable and I find it hard to believe he has changed that much since he died. Plus, I am assuming H would recognize her husband among the crowd in there.
What do you think? Keep in mind she is completely sane and has absolutely no cognitive problems at all, with the possible exception of believing herself to be the center of the universe.
I really am interested in what anyone might have to say about this.
Comment by Tranny Head on July 4, 2008 at 9:07 pm
Creepy! Either she’s seeing ghosts or she’s slowly (very slowly) going batty and/or approaching The End of the Road. Whatever it is, UBER creepy.
Comment by witchypoo on July 4, 2008 at 9:39 pm
I find it very interesting that she cannot hear them without her hearing aid in, because clairaudience would not normally rely on the normal hearing mechanisms, but rather on the brain hearing center. I only see dead people when I am asked to, so I would resent them coming to visit uninvited. How does she feel about them?
Comment by Memarie Lane on July 5, 2008 at 10:15 am
What sorts of things were they talking about? Mundane things like “who forgot to flush the toilet again?” or more serious meaning of life type things?
Comment by Serendipitous Girl on July 5, 2008 at 12:03 pm
I DEFINITELY believe in things like that. My old boyfriend saw his deceased grandfather sitting in the pews one morning at church. I don’t see things, but after my grandparents passed away, I’ll smell my grandfather’s pipe tobacco on occasion or see hummingbirds (my Gam’s favorite) ALL over the place … like in Yosemite, where I’ve never seen them before, or since the time we scattered her ashes there.
I think it’s actually kind of cool! Especially if she’s not scared of them.
Comment by Mither on July 5, 2008 at 1:49 pm
Did you mean she can’t hear them without her hearing aids or she can? I thought she could hear them.
Comment by Big Hair Envy on July 5, 2008 at 3:25 pm
I think they are totally legit. If they keep her entertained for a while, and they don’t frighten her, no harm done. At least they don’t bring her stuffed animals:)
Comment by Krissa on July 5, 2008 at 7:15 pm
Eh, gee guys,
I have now asked her specifically “Do you hear them talk to you?”
“Noooo…not really. They don’t talk to me really, but I guess they nod their heads… I don’t THINK they have ever talked to me. But, see now I am wearing this to bed”, (points to hearing aid), “and I can hear moving around.”
I think she is probably hearing HER moving around and when she opens her eyes she assumes it’s them. My SIL told us that H had been telling her that she was “in there with a bunch of people” shortly before SIL walked in there this morning. I have also discerned that they are fairly “poor” dressers. Except for this one man who was in a black suit like a tux and his little girl was all ready for communion, with white flowers in her hair. She said that the little girl reached out to her the other day and she tried to touch her hand and there was nothing there.
She takes .5 mg of Ativan, along with the ubiquitous stool softener, (it’s aaaall about the poo), before bed. And I am thinking on the one hand that the dosage is sooo small it can’t be affecting her that much, but on the other hand, I remember the few times she has attempted to sleep without it and she was allllll over that bell. She thought people were climbing in the windows and there was water running down the walls and all kinds of crazy stuff that she KNOWS isn’t happening and she has never acted that crazy before, not like that.
I sooo don’t know what is going on, but I think I am going to pick up another baby monitor so I can listen in again like I did when she first moved in with us. She had some lengthy, one sided conversations with “people” back then. Then she stopped having visitors and the monitor stopped working way back when. So I will get another one.
Big Hair, you have pointed out the very most important part of this whole drama.
They can continue to come here as long as they don’t bring any more stupid stuffed animals.
Comment by Madame Queen on July 10, 2008 at 10:23 am
My dad was telling me a story just the other day about a woman who started seeing people and was convinced that people were coming into her house. She wanted my dad to call the police. I think it’s a sign of oncoming dementia. I’ve actually heard of lots of cases like this…one woman saw herself in a mirror and didn’t recognize her “old” self and wanted to know who that old woman was in the bathroom.
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