This is absolutely true:-
Spent a month in intensive care and another 5 months in 3 other hospitals. In the normal hospitals I was in there was always a druggy or alco on the ward, 6 beds. They were JEALOUS of the drugs I was on for pain ffs, the strongest morphine 3 times a day, Gabapentin, Naproxen , another I can't remember and even Paracetamol, I loved hospital , came off them all when discharged and I just put up with it.
Anyway to the point, they decided some or all of the pain was in the mind and assigned me a psychologist. My God she was to die for, drop dead gorgeous, sat beside me and held my hand, thought I was in heaven.
First session, told me to close my eyes (a shame) and put on some soothing music, told me I was in a wood with flowers, bees and bears, imagine strolling through it.
Second day she held my hand, on goes the music and I'm back in the woods with the bunnies and squirrels, can you see the bears she says?, no I replied. Are you sure she says?, absolutely I reply, why is that she says?, because I shot them yesterday, music goes off and she drops my hand.
Third day, we'll try again, music goes on and I'm walking through the woods, what animals do you see she asks, none I reply they're running away. Running away?? she asks, are they scared? you'll bet they are I said, got the first deer with a double lung shot at 100 yards, swapped to the 12 gauge and got both the hares. OMG you're not supposed to kill them????????????
What a fool am I ??? never saw her again