Fudge, I wasn't gonna write here. I am a long time care giver, and in my reporting I learned early on some "got it" some don't. I'd report to check on Mrs. So and so because she was grey, or blue, or yellow and green. Some got it, and checked... usually finding an underlaying cause. Some didn't and ignored me which usually resulted in a trip to ER. When sharing with a holistic nutritionist, who had helped me learn to manage my nutrition challenges, I shared about my mother, "she looks blue", and my husband, "he looks green".
She took me aside into her office and asked me what other colors I could see. I replied, grey, yellow, blue, green, white and clammy. She replied that she could only see "black, white and grey". It took a moment to sink in that she seemed to think that I was a medical empath. In So Cal I was doing medical theta at 16 and was 96% accurate with just a name an age and a city.
I have had accurate visions, and other situations where I have avoided accidents that were life threatening. My husband is very respectful of my impressions. He even asks me now when we travel, which route we should take.
I don't know how I feel about this. I don't know if it has anything to do with the PTSD or not. I know I fry batteries, mess with the electronics in my car and have to stand back from magnetic equipment or I'll skew the numbers. I had a job where we had to measure the silver in film and this was demonstrated on a kahn machine. To read accurately, I had to stand 10 feet away from the machine. My supervisors couldn't explain it and neither could I.
I started my mom's car with the starter disconnected three times, once for her mechanic. I'm a weirdo.. an anomily but does this have anything to do with PTSD? I don't tend to think so except that perhaps I'm extremely sensitive to sight, smells and I sense things off of people that ward off trouble. Usually.