I've protesting one my prescription medications (don't worry it's not anti-psychotics) for the last couple months because they make me feel bloated. I want to change the prescription but can't get a Drs appt until mid-July, so because they are required, I started taking them again a couple weeks ago. Since then, I've been having the CRAZIEST, most vivid, realistic to the point of being fortuitous dreams. I want to try and remember so I'm going to try to keep track on my blog.
Dreams
1) Got into a knock-down drag out fight with a co-worker who was throwing me under the bus, to my face, to our supervisor. This co-worker, Ceri, is British. And she was very snooty to me in the dream which was amplified by her accent. We got a big laugh out of it at work the next day. I was truly anxious about missing a deadline at work and it came out in the dream in the form of Ceri calling me out.
2) My elder sister had a 10 lb baby boy-- We were all passing him around and ogling him like he was circus act.
3) Was in a staff meeting and one supervisor (a woman) came in with bowl style hair cut that had been blown out with a round roller so it was all poofed up from her head. She was crying hysterically and came and hugged me. Another co-worker asked "what is wrong with you two" and I screamed at him "YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND". He had a mullet.
That's all I can remember now. Hopefully I'll have more to add in the coming days.
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