'They' say..."For once in my.life"...

Jace

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16% of people will experience a hallucination
once in their lifetime... verbal(oral) or visual.

(pubmed.nih)
 

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I haven't experienced hallucinations, but I recall that my father, who had Parkinson's Disease, often reported having them, and was very disturbed by them.

The OP reference "pubmed.nih, which links to National Institutes of Health, points to reports that dopamine replacement agents used in the treatment of Parkinson disease can trigger hallucinations.

I am not by any means suggesting that Parkinson's or medications for it is the only cause, or predominant cause of hallucinations. I just found the literature of interest in my family situation.

FROM PARKINSON'S FOUNDATION
 
I haven't experienced hallucinations, but I recall that my father, who had Parkinson's Disease, often reported having them, and was very disturbed by them.

The OP reference "pubmed.nih, which links to National Institutes of Health, points to reports that dopamine replacement agents used in the treatment of Parkinson disease can trigger hallucinations.

I am not by any means suggesting that Parkinson's or medications for it is the only cause, or predominant cause of hallucinations. I just found the literature of interest in my family situation.

FROM PARKINSON'S FOUNDATION
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I experienced visual hallucinations after my recent heart valve replacement. I saw various patterns on the walls – nothing scary and they were gone in a day or so. Apparently, this is a common after effect.
 
Deep anesthesia gives me hallucinations after waking.

I was coming to after an operation and a doctor walked into my room and sat down on the end of my bed. He said his name was Dr. Spivey and that he had a sailboat in the same marina as my dad's boat. We had quite a conversation about the damage from the last hurricane. The whole time this was going on, my mother who was there tending to me was holding me down and asking me who I was talking to. On top of everything else, there was no Dr. Spivey at the hospital.

Later that day, a whole bunch of people walked into my room, pulling a full-size marble statue of a naked lady on a wagon. They told me I couldn't leave the hospital until I had painted the statue so well that it looked alive. I was objecting loudly that I had no artistic talent and couldn't paint the statue. Poor old Mom was holding me down in bed and calling for a nurse.
 


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