January 30th, 2006drug dreams
OK, so I’m basically still alive because I’m heavily medicated. I have three bottles of pills next to my bed and I take ’em all.. and I’m still, as the coworker put it, miserable.
But I’m having incredibly hysterical dreams—we’re talking doozies here people.
The best one was earlier today. I had a dream about some sort of political dinner that the president was at. His wife was speaking and at the end she said something about this being a lame duck year for the president… or will it be? “C’mon y’all,” she said, “Never say never or give up?”
Bill Clinton was on the one dais (there were two) where she was speaking and before anyone could say anything he said, “Well never say never but…” and then a bunch of gobbledy-gook about healthcare and education (i.e., I don’t remember, but it was profound).
Across the table from him Owen Wilson (no idea where he figures in) interjected to explain what Clinton was saying. Most of the audience then started nodding, but on the other dais, which was across the room, the president had a confused smile on his face.
Luke Wilson nudged Owen and said, “Now you need to explain it to their leader.” It was silent, but you could see people wanted to laugh.
Then I woke up laughing my ass off.
I also had a dream where I challenged Winston Churchill to a drinking competition (I appear to be stupid in my dreams…) and one where my sister and I were acrobats on a ferris wheel.
Ahhh the drugs.
Did you win that drinking competition?
Comment by anne — January 30, 2006 @ 3:40 am
mmmmm the wilson brothers…
i love dreams where you wake up laughing. and not crying. or pissed off. or just confused. yes. laughing is good.
Comment by wendykat — January 30, 2006 @ 6:15 am
Both Wilson brother’s in one dream! Atta girl! YOu’re clearly on the road to wellness.
Very good sign. 🙂
Comment by Kerry — January 30, 2006 @ 11:16 am
I’m now joining in your misery. I have strep and it’s not fun. Granted, it doesn’t compare to what you’re going through, but I’ve never in my life seen my throat this swollen, and in this many colors and in this much pain.
I stayed up all night, as every time I attempted to swallow I was forced awake with excruciating pain. But now I have the meds (which I can’t swallow of course) so hopefully I’ll be better in a few days.
Oh… and I am very conveniently ignoring the fact that your whole sickness started out with strep….*sigh*
Comment by the coworker — January 30, 2006 @ 2:47 pm
Co-worker – crush them up an’ snort ’em.
Better yet, tell your doctor you need a bottle of Tussinex and straw.
That’s the shit, that tussinex.
Comment by Grampa — January 30, 2006 @ 3:36 pm
Anne… not a chance, lol.
Wendy.. so true. 🙂
Kerry… I do what I can.. 😉
Coworker.. I know dearie, I am sorry. I pegged it though, didn’t I? And no worries, I had two illnesses… the strep/flu and then this bitch.. you’ll be fine.
Grampa… eww.
Comment by the insider — January 30, 2006 @ 5:30 pm
Yes Grampa… eww. Not a fan of the snorting but thanks for the suggestion (I think). I managed to swallow them and I’m still in severe pain – I’m strongly considering an Advil overdose.
Comment by the coworker — January 30, 2006 @ 8:14 pm
That’s what the tussinex is for. It is liquid Vicodin, and some other shit to help with your throat, or something.
I never made it past the vicodin part.
It’s a good thing I’m reformed.
Comment by Grampa — January 30, 2006 @ 11:42 pm