Last week I took 2 Tylenol at bedtime, because I had hacked down these vines, to get to Beaus poop. I have no idea how he got back there, but I saw him come out and KNEW he went because I could smell it.
I finished with the loppers and clippers and could reach behind the fern to lift out the poop. See red dot.
Same Night I gave Bob his nightly 2 Tylenol at bedtime
we both had strange dreams
My Dream is first
My dream this past week.
I am kneeling in beach sand, there is a football player laying in the sand, I put my finger down in the sand and draw a slash from top to bottom. I write the words, Victory Forever in a slanted slash across the other slash making it look like a tilted cross. I am humming a song, I don't know what it is. I realize that behind me are rows and rows of old 1950's style theater seats, maybe a thousand of the rows and every seat has a black silhouette of a person, male and female sitting there. I am running down every aisle, searching for the profile, I have to find Johanna
profile, I know her well enough to find her that way. I am panicked, humming and searching and I wake up.
I am really humming a song, I get out of bed and still humming finally recognize its the old hymn that I have not heard in 50 years or more, Victory In Jesus.
I have not seen Johanna, my friend for 13 years at my office, since I retired in 2006.
She is fine, I looked on FB to see if she is.
Sand? Football Player? Drawing in sand? No clue
I have absolutely no clue where any of this came from, but I did find the song and Carrie Underwood is belting it out on my computer and I am singing along with it.
Bobs Dream
Bob wakes me up at 2:20 am, he is whispering over and over,
Oh My God Oh my God, Oh my God and I get up to see what is wrong thinking call 911. He can't hear me because his aids are in their box.
I run get the hearing aid and say what's wrong.
He said I had a dream, I was brushing my teeth, really hard and long and fast and I choked and swallowed the tooth brush, it went all the way down my throat and I was saying Oh My God, Oh My God, how can I get it out.
WE HAVE No Clue....
We both try to never take a pain pill of any kind but sometimes ancient bones need help to sleep.
Why was he whispering? Why can I hear him whisper in a sound sleep. What if we both have a dream at the same time?
do we need a dream specialist?
No I did not ask AI to make a picture of bob's dream.
Just using my own imagination scares me silly.
Note: I have a LABEL named Nsaid Dreams there are 4 more of these, and if by chance you go there, this one comes up first, but the rest are there.



7 comments:
Both dreams are frightening. The shadows of so many people who you cannot see. I am wondering if the football player may be Bob.
Dreams can be very strange. I rarely remember a dream but the ones I do are very uncomfortable.
I hate scary dreams!
Whoa! I sometimes have very strange dreams, too, and not a few nightmares. In that regard I take after my mother,
I should keep. a journal by my bed, so that I can write them down, so often in the morning I can't remember them. And for the most part they are all so bizzare. When I was on chemo and all the drugs for that, I had some totally weird ones...
Hari OM
Yikes. The sands of time? Seriously though, I might pay more attention if you had those dreams without the introduction of drugs - write it down to tripping in your sleep! YAM xx
Enjoy it like some crazy film - be the onlooker. I love crazy dreams. The crazier the better, but then I never jave bad, scary or dark dreams - never nightmares - so I can treat dreams as whacky bits of entertainment. Swallowing a toothbrush is right out there though - pretty wild stuff.
omg ... your bobs dream is very scary... for me the nightmares after painmeds are vivid and I can remember every detail... and that are always the dreams what give me the shivers... hugs to you both....
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