Thursday, February 2, 2012

Medical Mystery

So I thought since yesterday Nina wrote a blog that copied mine, that I would follow suit.

Normally I can't remember my dreams, it probably has something to do with my rain machine app on my iPad next to my bed, or maybe I just have a horrid memory.  For the past few weeks however, I have had a recurring dream.

I'm doing normal things like going to the movies, going out, eating with friends, working, and then all the sudden, I pass out.
Most people don't know that when I was younger, I punctured a lung because of a bizarre accident that caused my ribs to press against my lungs.  Now occasionally I have a very hard time breathing and have to go to a doctor or if its mild, I just wait for it to pass.  Also I'm super prone to accidents, I'm more susceptible to snake venom, I have worse reactions than the average person.
Because of these reasons, I'm never surprised that I pass out in my dreams.  When I wake up, I'm always in my bedroom but, there are machines everywhere helping me breathe and administering fluids and all of those great things.  I assume I'm at home but then, a doctor and his interns come in and begin their rounds.  It turns out that this is in fact a hospital room that has been modified for my comfort.  I am in here so much that they wanted me to feel at home.
Later in the dream I come to realize that I have a disease, Lupus.  So I pretty much have to live in the hospital.  The whole time though, I just act like its an inconvenience, not like its a life changing problem, this really shocks me because I don't think I could ever get used to being that sick in real life.
I know the reason I have this dream every night is because of the high volume of Grey's Anatomy and House that I watch but, it doesn't really bother me, the dream so I guess I'll just continue to have it.  What I like about it is every time, it focuses less on the beginning and more on my living in the hospital, interactions with friends, apparently I keep it as a secret and my friends only find out when I pass out with them and am rushed to the hospital.  I'd like to think that I would tell my close friends what is going.  I think that they are all shocked to find out but not of them are offend, which surprises me, I feel like if a friend keeps that big of a secret, I would be angry.
But anyway, if the dream becomes more clear and grows, I will write another post about it but for now, I hope you all have a good day :)
oh and Nina, Dry humping valentine.  That is all.

2 comments:

Living Arete said...

This post seems...I can’t think of the perfect word, but it’s uncharacteristic for you, and not because you don’t usually write about dreams.

ninalinda said...

I hate your last comment! but props to the dream!