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I don't expect to write anything profound.  But I think it might help to record something.  My impression is that I was too eager to recover, and would almost immediately loose it quickly and chaotically.  It was only after realising that a large percentage of the things I recalled never happened, that I started to make any progress.  So I had a lot of non-events to ignore before getting to things that I was not sure about, and which I could take time to consider.  Normally most of these were dubious, but worth noting. Then finally I had things that actually might be real, and needed more time allocated to them to check them out.

This whole process seemed very slow to me, but relatively safe,  and did involve being very conscious of real, as opposed imaginary, sounds and voices.  I am sure I made lots of mistakes, but  because I kept my expectations under control, I probably continued to move forward a bit.

Then followed a massive leap forward, and its details I really cannot make any sense of.

 I then found myself suddenly as one of the only sane people in the nursing home, wondering why almost nobody else was sane.