This morning she insisted she was in SF. No hospitals, no visits, no injuries, she was in SF where something weird was going on.
I got her to accepting she was having a vivid fantasy and this is fine, fantasies are great raw material for artists, and your brain injury is what makes you feel weird, and we want you to follow the brain doctor's program so you'll get back to your old self. Everything is going very, very well so far. Those fantasies will come in handy later.
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