Often the best way to get through a tough situation in life,
is to laugh at it. At least I think…
I am writing this simple blog with one hand, I broke the
other one. I am also stoned on Vicodin,
as I am recovering from a major back surgery… I will write that funny one
later.
So, anyhow I have discovered that pain pills in high doses
can have a adverse effects on dreams. In
all honesty, everything has an adverse effect on my dreams, up to and including
life itself. People that know me know
that about me.
So, two nights ago I watched freaky horror movies and didn’t
have a single dream about crazy people or zombies, in fact I had nightmares
about having my arm cut off by an old teacher that I never actually had as a
teacher for touching something on her desk, could be from the pain in that said
arm.
But last night was different. I watched the scariest of movies, a nature documentary
of insects and spiders. It actually was
one that I had seen before, and I was just listening in the background.
So, anyhow I finally took to sleeping, without pain
pills. I lay down on the cot that I am
using, covered my head, and feel asleep…
So, I have a dream that I am hanging out in a park sitting
on a bench. Then, in my dream I get a
strange look on my face, and then a spider is filling my mouth and trying to
crawl out.
Now the funny part and this is how the dream changed. A lot of my dreams play more like movies, so
keep that in mind. So my dream literally
pauses, and I change from a view point of a person watching me, to the view
point of me gaging on a spider trying to crawl out of my mouth unable to move.
Then, in my own voice I hear me say to me, “Do you think
that having a dream that there is a spider is in your mouth could be because
there is a spider in your mouth in real life”.
Now, I generally listen to myself in these situations, I
mean, I take the time to pause a dream to tell myself something I should listen,
right.
So, my eyes pop open, and I realize that my mouth is open,
and something is moving in my mouth. I do
not normally sleep with an open mouth, kind of stuffed up that day I guess…
So, I start spitting, slapping at my mouth, and roll up and
out of my bed.
Did I mention I have a broken hand, and am recovering from
major back surgery…
So, I am lying on the ground with a level of pain that
cannot be adequately expressed in writing, just trust me, I was in pain.
Now, as my muscles stop convulsing, the pain starts to
become a reasonable mind numbing and spine searing level, I start to think
about it, and laughed a little.
It wasn’t a spider; it was a string on the sleeping bag that
I was sleeping in.
Physically one of the most painful experiences in recent
memory.
If you cannot laugh at yourself you will be left out well
everyone else is laughing, and this one was so funny I had to share it with the
world.
