Last week I got an email from an old high school acquaintance via facebook. He wanted to know if I was ok. He had had a dream with me in it, and was worried. This was the dream:
Believe it or not you were in a car and you were shot in the abdomen. You were losing a lot of blood and started to arrest on me. I needed to put a breathing tube but couldn't find the equipment because W owned the kit. He finally came over and I was able to put the tube in. I woke up at that point so I don't know if you made it to surgery.
This was before I fell rollerblading, so really everything was indeed ok. But it's so odd to figure so prominently in a dream of someone you sort of knew in high school (we were at opposite ends of a group). I wondered if it meant anything.
Update on the finger: still hurts, but good to have the splint. I'm typing well because I have it off - I need to ice it this morning. A friend called last night to convince me to get it x-rayed. I don't think I will but we commiserated about having your dominant hand/arm messed up. I started a comment to him: You know what the worst this is? And he finished - going to the bathroom. And I just laughed and laughed because it's true. It's so difficult to wipe yourself!!! but don't worry, I get the job done.