Saturday, April 19, 2008

Someone hand me a sling and some stones

For those who still don't believe in dream interpretation, I had a crazy one last night....

(Some background, it is now 10 days since my last chemo session, and 5 since my last prednisone pill. I'm still using sleeping pills, but I didn't last night until after this dream. I've had night sweats for a couple of nights in a row--that's a sign of lymphoma, but one my oncologist is unconcerned about. Went to bed at 10, woke up with this dream at 1, took a pill and slept until 6, then slept again until 8. Yesterday I finished three days of very physically demanding training at work. My daytime energy levels are completely dependent on how I slept the night before--I've had some good nights recently, and some bad nights.)

I was a child, maybe 10 years old (though I'd just got off a shift at the fire station, you know how that somehow works in dreamland). I was leaving a large building when I saw a giant, nine feet tall. The giant saw me and started to chase me. He said, "I'm going to get you, I will never stop!" I ran. I had to leave my car behind, my wallet, all my baggage, I only had the clothes on my back. I ran into the fields, and for every step the giant took, I took three. I was ahead, but he kept yelling that he would get me no matter what. I ran into a mall and found a Swedish sauna/bathhouse. They had numerous saunas to sign out. I climbed into one of them, it was very small. I turned the heat off because I thought I'd be in there for awhile. There were cupboards in the wall of the sauna, but they were too small for me, even as a child, to hide in. I felt safer in there, but kept wondering, "Will the giant get bored, not finding me? Or will he methodically search every closet, every field, every room in the mall until he finds me in this sauna?" Eventually I could no longer hear the giant, and some people were telling me it was safe to come out. I had to go to the bathroom and get something to eat. Some nice people took me to the bathroom. Then I went outside, looked around a bit, and came back into the mall. No sign of the giant. There were some people watching a movie, and in the movie there was a huge gratuitous shot of a Wendy's hamburger and a Coca-cola. I shuddered and thought, "There's no way I can eat that, if I do the giant will surely find me." Then I walked through a MacDonald's restaurant, and I thought I saw the giant sitting there, but he did not see me and I didn't get a clear look. On the way back to the sauna, I was feeling better and better, like I might not have to live my life in hiding. There were some people I work with there (Claude and Steve, flying a helicopter of all things--they don't know how to fly, and they didn't in the dream either!). There were some old women sweeping the halls, and some young women complaining that the old women take too many breaks. I got back to the bathhouse, but someone had taken my sauna. She was drying out her cross country ski clothes. All the others were taken. Where would I hide! There were beautiful women there, but I could only catch fleeting glimpses.... But I knew the giant was still looking for me.

Then I woke up. I hope this doesn't turn into a recurrent nightmare. If it does, I hope to have the presence of mind to go looking for the giant, confront him, defeat him.


Anonymous said...

You might be ok as long as the giant only weighs around 355lbs!
Have a great day.

Anonymous said...

Hey CF'er. I will write your name on my hand today for Angie.
Take Care,
Charles LeBelle.