At another point, she “saw” one of her great-granddaughters, who rose up, moved to the ceiling, and disappeared. She saw three “witchlike” figures, motionless and hideous, with huge hooked noses, protruding chins, and glaring eyes—these also vanished after a few seconds. Zelda said she had no idea that she had so many hallucinations until she starting keeping a journal; many of them, she thought, would otherwise have been forgotten.
She also spoke of many strange visual experiences which were not quite hallucinations in the sense of being totally invented or generated but seemed to be persistences, repetitions, distortions, or elaborations of visual perceptions. (Charles Lullin had a number of such perceptual disorders, and they are not uncommon in people with CBS.) Some of these were relatively simple; thus, when she looked at me on one occasion, my beard seemed to spread until it covered my entire face and head, and then resumed its proper appearance. Occasionally, looking in a mirror, she might see her own hair rising a foot above her head and have to check with her hand to make sure it was in its usual place.
Sometimes her perceptual changes were more disturbing, as when she encountered her mail carrier in the lobby of her apartment building: “As I looked at her, her nose grew until it was a grotesque figure on her face. After a few minutes, as we stood talking, her face came back to normal.”
Zelda would often see objects duplicated or multiplied, and this might create odd difficulties. “Making dinner and eating was quite difficult,” she said. “I kept seeing several of each piece of food when they didn’t exist. This lasted most of dinner.”9 Visual multiplication like this—polyopia—can take even more dramatic form. Once, in a restaurant, Zelda observed a man in a striped shirt paying at the cash register. As she watched, he split into six or seven identical copies of himself, all wearing striped shirts, all making the same gestures—then concertinaed back into a single person. At other times, her polyopia can be quite frightening or dangerous, as when, sitting in the passenger seat of her car, she saw the road ahead of her split into four identical roads. The car seemed to her to proceed up all four roads simultaneously.10
Seeing moving pictures even on television may lead to hallucinatory perseverations. Once, watching a television program that showed people descending from a plane, Zelda began to hallucinate minute replicas of the figures, which continued their descent off the screen and down the wooden cabinet of the television console.
Zelda has dozens of these hallucinations or misperceptions every day, and has had them, almost nonstop, for the past six years. And yet she has managed to maintain a very full life, both domestically and professionally—keeping house, entertaining friends, going out with her husband, and completing a new book.
In 2009, one of Zelda’s doctors suggested that she take a medication called quetiapine, which can sometimes diminish the severity of hallucinations. To our amazement and especially hers, she became entirely free from hallucinations for more than two years.
In 2011, however, she had heart surgery, and then, on top of this, she broke a kneecap in a fall. Whether it was due to the anxiety and stress of these medical problems, the unpredictable nature of CBS, or the development of tolerance to her medication, she started to have some hallucinations again.
Her hallucinations, though, have taken a somewhat more tolerable form. When she is in the car, she said, “I see things, but not people. I see planted fields, flowering, and many forms of medieval buildings. Frequently I see modern buildings change into more historic looking ones. Every experience brings something different.”
One of her new hallucinations, she said, “is very difficult to describe. It’s a performance! The curtain goes up and ‘performers’ dance out on the stage—but no people. I see black Hebrew letters dressed in ballet dresses of white. They dance to beautiful music, but I don’t know where it comes from. They move the upper parts of the letters like arms and dance on the lower parts so gracefully. They come onstage from right to left.”
