I really don't dream a whole lot. Or, at least, I don't remember them if I do. But lately? Oh my goodness, my dreams have been off the wall. And they are very vivid when I wake up.
Last night I dreamt that I woke up in a hospital after being in a coma for 6 months. As if that wasn't already weird enough, there was a baby next to me. My baby. My, obviously, preemie baby.
Apparently, I was raped, and got pregnant, and so I decided that I was going to go beat the guy who did it. Except that he beat the snot out of me first, putting me in the coma. When I woke up and got out the hospital, which happened right away, everybody that Drew and I know were getting ready for a wedding. A bunch of our friends were in the dream, and Maya was there, and she was grown.
Isn't that a crazy dream to have? I mean, who dreams stuff like that? Crazy people like me, that's who!
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Weird Dreams
I don't dream very often, or at least dream where I remember it in the morning, but when I do remember my dreams in the morning, they are generally very bizarre. This morning was no exception.
I dreamed that I had twins. (As a little background, my brother and sister are twins and therefore, everybody seems to think it's hilarious to say that I'll have twins. It's not funny. Nobody should wish multiples upon somebody! It's a challenge.) I had to have a c-section, but instead of having just one incision on my abdomen, I had two. Apparently, one for each twin. When I arrived home, I discovered that the doctors hadn't stitched me up too well and my bandages were pretty meager, so I was bleeding a lot. I simply changed my clothes though in my dream. I remember that I didn't really have a lot of pain associated with the incisions, just discomfort and I couldn't move well at all.
There were people that were over at our house working on the outside of it and one of Drew's friends was painting. Drew came inside and laid on the couch and I told him that he better get outside and help his friend. He didn't, so I went outside to scope out what he was doing to paint our house. He saw me there and then grabbed me and started painting me with the paint roller. I told him to quit painting me because I was cut... see?? And I then showed him my incision.
And that's when I woke up. Weird, huh??
I dreamed that I had twins. (As a little background, my brother and sister are twins and therefore, everybody seems to think it's hilarious to say that I'll have twins. It's not funny. Nobody should wish multiples upon somebody! It's a challenge.) I had to have a c-section, but instead of having just one incision on my abdomen, I had two. Apparently, one for each twin. When I arrived home, I discovered that the doctors hadn't stitched me up too well and my bandages were pretty meager, so I was bleeding a lot. I simply changed my clothes though in my dream. I remember that I didn't really have a lot of pain associated with the incisions, just discomfort and I couldn't move well at all.
There were people that were over at our house working on the outside of it and one of Drew's friends was painting. Drew came inside and laid on the couch and I told him that he better get outside and help his friend. He didn't, so I went outside to scope out what he was doing to paint our house. He saw me there and then grabbed me and started painting me with the paint roller. I told him to quit painting me because I was cut... see?? And I then showed him my incision.
And that's when I woke up. Weird, huh??
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