Friday, October 2, 2009
I had a dream...
I finally fell asleep last night and actually had a dream about how much pain I was in.
I drove to the dr's office and paced outside the door convincing myself to go in. Feeling like it was silly for me to be there, I told myself I should just suck it up and go home. Next thing I know I'm inside my dr's lobby and they are having some sort of clinic day. I check in at the table and a guy that looks like Anthony Edwards asks about my stats. I tell him this is my regular dr and I have insurance. Smiling he sends me over to wait in a different line. I'm standing there, trying to ignore the pain, when the world around me starts to go dark, from the outside in, like a pin hole. I crumble to the floor, my world has gone black except for a flash of light here and there; some woman yelling instructions, people rushing around me then total darkness.
I wake on a gurney in a hospital. A very kind nurse starts asking me questions about my memories. I answer her and realize she is checking to see if I'm coherent or hit my head.
Then I wake.
You think it's my body telling me I'm crazy not go to the dr?