Feb 10
Post 396 about why I hate military doctors. Oh, and dreams.
So, Lindsey and her friend went to Bitburg yesterday to compete at the district level in the annual National History Day competition…and they placed! They came in second, which earns them a slot at the state level in Heidelberg next month. Yeah…I’m pretty proud of her, hormones and all.
Does anyone specialize in dream interpretation? Because I had one last night that wasn’t really outstanding in terms of scariness or anything, but for some reason woke me up in a cold sweat and seriously imprinted itself in my brain so much that I can remember the whole thing still. It involved boats and canals and tornadoes and dead people and locked gates and tell me: are you one of those people who never remembers dreams, or one who does? Because my whole life, I have had very, very vivid dreams, and the more standout-ish ones I can still describe in minute detail. Which, let me add, caused me no small amount of hassle from my family, who probably STILL don’t believe I’m not making them up. Anyway. I dream big, and I dream in color, and I dream pretty much every night. I’m assuming it’s because I spent so much time a) reading and b) by myself when I was young, which forced me to spend a lot of time in my head with my imagination…does that sound weird? Anyway, my point is, I have really bizarre dreams, and I’d love to know what they mean. Besides that I’m bizarre.
I went back to the doctor for my back the other day, and guess what! They still have no clue! And they are still focusing on my stupid hip, even though I keep telling them that my hip is not the damn problem, it’s my back, but they don’t care! I tell them that my back hurts and they say great! Have a hip x-ray! I tell them it still hurts and they say great! Have some Mobic for your hip! I tell them hi, my back still hurts and they say great! Go to physical therapy for your hip! And then! I tell them that after spending an hour on my feet one day during the UK inspection, I sat down and my back simply locked up and I couldn’t move AT ALL, and they say….GREAT! We’re prescribing MORE drugs for you to take for your hip!
You guys! They are so crazy! I swear to god! It’s like one of those shows where they are brainwashing someone into thinking they are insane. Like the word "back" does not even exist. Seriously. One day I’m going to open up a book and find that every place that used to say "back" is whited out and the word "hip" is penciled in. And then I’ll start questioning myself, and then. THEN you will come to my site and find a whole entry consisting of the word "hip" written over and over and over.
You know, they WERE trying to get me take Percoset. See? They’re drugging me to increase confusion. I knew it.
Tschuss!!
February 11th, 2007 at 1:32 am
I dream HUGE! Vivid and exciting…sometimes really scary. Sometimes they are weird and I can recollect what happened and it makes sense but I can’t for the life of me describe it to someone. I cry, talk, walk and do other random things in my sleep. You know they say to NEVER wake someone up if they are sleep walking or talking?
February 11th, 2007 at 3:08 am
Blogmad Hit!
I dream all the time. As a matter of fact, I posted about a really weird one I had last night.
I use this online dream dictionary to interpret most of mine.. maybe it’ll be of use to you.
http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/
February 11th, 2007 at 9:01 pm
I dream in glorious technicolour also… and they almost always have a narrative structure to them as well. I also spent a lot of time on my own with my imagination as a kid, so you may be onto something there. The other night I was immensely proud because I managed my first true flight dream. In the past I’ve always only flown short distances or fallen out of the sky, or only been able to go vertically up or down.
The other night I flew all over the place.
I don’t normally blog about my dreams on my normal blog… I’ve decided to use my Myspace profile for that… but I’ve written several down lately.
God bless
N
February 12th, 2007 at 12:57 am
I do dream interpretation, but I interpret them all as an expression of how wonderful I am…
February 12th, 2007 at 4:54 am
Actually, the fact that you have vivid dreams led you to books and being alone as a kid.
O rmaybe not.
Heck, it sounded better when I first thought of it.
I only remember my dreams if I wake up and then go back to sleep in the mornings.
I love this, but it makes me late for work all the time.
Try telling a bunch of construction workers you were late because you stayed in bed and dreamed of riding turtles in a dwarf kingdom…
February 12th, 2007 at 3:45 pm
I don’t know…that dream would tell me to cut back on my Reese’s Peanut Butter cups at night maybe?
February 12th, 2007 at 6:47 pm
My husband interprets all of my dreams as something sexual. I know, shocking, huh?
At least you weren’t dreaming about having hip problems. Then you’d know for sure you were being brainwashed. I say go to physical therapy, and if the PT is any good they’ll figure out on your first visit that it’s your back making your hip hurt and they’ll treat that instead. Worth a try, maybe?
Congrats to your daughter. I suck at history, so I’m always impressed when someone else can remember all of that stuff. Go girl!
February 12th, 2007 at 7:49 pm
Mindy - just more proof that we are related. DNA is so cool!
Trish - Thank you! I’m totally saving that in my faves.
Nick - I’ve never dreamed I was flying…that seems to be a guy thing? However, I do have a lot of dreams in which I beat people up. Hmmm…hidden aggression. I should just try flying.
Scott - Riding turtles in a dwarf kingdom? Sounds…perverted.
Slick - anything that recommends cutting back on the reeses pb cups is un-fabulous, and I won’t listen to it, and neither should anyone else. Ever.
Kari - Really? What would HE make of Scott’s turtles/dwarves dream? Also, I went to the physical therapist, and they said my hips were gimpy and misaligned. I’ve been doing the exercises religiously…but I still feel a bit misaligned…
February 13th, 2007 at 7:59 pm
interesting that you think you dream vividly because of reading/being alone. i never thought of that, although i do attribue my imaginitiveness to that… guess i’ll stick dreams in there too.
so can you only go to military doctors ? what about a chiropractor ? accupuncture ? that’s lame they’re trying to brainwash you… maybe they’re working their way up into making you an assassin ? : )
February 14th, 2007 at 3:21 am
I want to say a couple of things: Yay Lindsay! And not so yay for your stupid stupid doctors.. that sucks. I want to kick them many times. I hope that makes you feel a little better.