I’ve been having weird dreams this week. It’s times like this when I think that analyzing my dreams wouldn’t really tell you much about me…or maybe it’d tell you too much. I’m not sure, but I don’t think I’d want to know anyway!
Wednesday night I dreamt that I had gone to the doctor and I had to get some type of test done to find out if I had some bad cells in an area of my body (Cancer cells maybe?) so they could figure out if I needed treatment. How did they do this test? Draw some blood, then dip a needle in it, and stick the needle into what looked like a cotton candy machine. If it came out like green cotton candy, which it did, then the cells were bad. I woke up after that so I never found out what the next steps was. But the weird part was that the doctor was Kyle from Real Housewives of Beverly Hills (I don’t know who would let anyone from that show operate on them! Aside from Paul, obviously, since he’s a doctor) and her assistant (who was the one doing the blood test and stuff, so maybe he was a PA or a nurse?) was the guy with the scraggly brown hair and glasses from Body of Proof…checking IMDB for his name…Geoffrey Arend.
Then the next two nights I had dreams where my grandma was alive. And, of course, that’s not completely abnormal. I mean, it was Thanksgiving and I saw my other grandparents and I miss her and in dreams sometimes people who are dead can be alive. But the weird part was that in these dreams she wasn’t just alive; she had come back from the dead! And I remember in last night’s dream I was like, “I’m so happy to see you! But how are you here?” and she was just like, “Oh, I’m feeling better now,” as if it had just been a cold she was getting over and not death that she was waking up from!
Anyway, not sure if I want to find out what tonight’s dreams will be. Or maybe I won’t have any/remember any; we’ll see!