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I see people who see dead people.
Not young anymore--but last summer my teenaged daughter volunteered in our hospital. She was mostly in the "main" hospital, but I arranged for her to shadow our OTs for a couple of days and help with groups. We had one particularly manic woman on the service who had decided that a pair of scrub pants was appropriate head gear, and who spent the entire OT period painting on her arms and singing. LittleMissPsychDoc had only one comment for me that afternoon; "Dad--you work with crazy people!"