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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsI just had a hell of a dream.
My main medical provider invited me to her home during the summer for a party.
All of my medical providers were there. also, hundreds of people that I do not know.
My provider introduces me to her sister, who was wearing a short black skirt.
Her sisters says: Wanna see something?
I said :Yeah, what?
She picks up her skirt and shows me this huge growth on her inner thigh. it was about the size of a medicine ball.
I said: WHAT THE FUCK?? YOU BETTER GET THAT LOOKED AT!
She says: That doctor over there looked at it and said it was nothing and not to worry about it.
I said: He's a fucking psychiatrist! He doesn't know jack shit about things like this!
She said: Do you think I should have the Covid testing center look at it?
I said: Fuck no! They won't know what to do. Let me do the surgery on it myself.
So we walked into this huge beautiful foyer in the house where there was a surgical bed and all of these bright ceiling lights. I performed surgery on the growth with all of my doctors standing behind me, leaning over with their hands clasped behind their backs, all offering me encouragement, except for my shrink.
Shrink says: That incision is not deep enough.
I said: FUCK OFF! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!
I completed the surgery successfully, and she jumped off the bed and we all went back to the party on the front deck of the house, where everyone was getting shitfaced drunk, except me, who was drinking water.
The house was on a very busy road, the same road that I used to drive home on from work.
While looking at all of the traffic on the road, all of the cars started flying through the air, crashing head-on, doing flips, twirls, etc. while glass and debris pelted everyone at the party. There were judges sitting on the sidewalk holding up numbered cards which rated each car accident and flying car routine.
My provider's mother walked up to me and stuck a gin and tonic in my hand. I said: Thank you, but I don't drink.
She said: Oh, I see. You like watching the Olympics, but you won't drink with everyone else. Ohhhhh...big man here. Look everyone! We have a freakin' Olympian here. Oooooh...Mark Spitz is here!
Then I woke up in a cold sweat.
MLAA
(17,330 posts)LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)actually terrifying!
EYESORE 9001
(25,988 posts)Anyway, that was my grandmothers theory.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)had some cheese and crackers and Reese's cups before crashing!
Haggard Celine
(16,858 posts)That's a hell of a tumor! Sounds like you have a lot of misgivings about your doctors locked away in your subconscious. Looks like you're especially critical of your psychiatrist, or maybe you're critical of psychology in general. Scary dream, but it's also pretty funny!
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)relationship with my shrink, and it's almost like I've become HIS shrink now!
He pretty much saved my life, and is known for being one of the best psychiatrists in the region. He has insisted that I get some physical problems checked out with a specialist, but readily admits that he is not the one to diagnose those physical problems. He is humble in that way...and I respect him for that. He's about the only doctor of mine that I trust 100%.
Haggard Celine
(16,858 posts)and I prefer the ones who share some of their lives with me. Some of them don't want to talk about themselves at all; they just want to focus on you the whole time. I need a break from me. I get enough of me. Glad you have such a good relationship with yours. It really means a lot to have someone to talk to, especially over such a long period. I'm sure he thinks a lot of you, too.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)but we are more like friends at this point. I mean...22 years of talking to someone, it's bound to become like that.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)Our relationship is such that I get him almost choking with laughter when we speak. We both openly curse (I mean with the really bad words). He is not from this country, and when he gets laughing too hard, he actually starts clapping...like someone from a country outside of the US might do. He reverts back to his culture.
2naSalit
(86,802 posts)A LOT of my dreams!
Very interesting.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)my deepest sympathies!
2naSalit
(86,802 posts)Last edited Fri Feb 25, 2022, 06:21 PM - Edit history (1)
I'm used to them. Some are pretty awesome and I write them down. I have had some wild ones that I could tell you about in fine detail, even those I had thirty-forty years back. I even remember a few from when I was a toddler. I see everything in living color, smell all the smells, feel all the textures. Some can be very amusing. I have learned that when you are dreaming, if you realize it without waking up, you can chose where to go and what to experience, it's fascinating.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)There is a word for this phenomenon, and it's a semi-normal real thing. I looked it up once, but I've totally forgotten what it is called.
When I lay down to go to sleep, visions float against the blackness of my inner eyelids. Very very detailed visions. Faces with beard stubble. A firebox on a telephone pole with white paint on the pull handle, with some rust in the lower right corner, etc.
It's not like I THINK I see these things, I actually see them. The visions float on by, then another appears.
I've never done hallucinogens.
From what I remember reading about this, every vision that you see when this happens is something you've actually seen in your life before.
Does this ever happen to you?
2naSalit
(86,802 posts)I wonder if what you see is limited to this lifetime. I think we reincarnate, somehow, because I am certain I've been here before, encountered others who I met in those other experiences. It's hard to explain when you meet someone and they start telling you all about something you saw in a dream three days prior. I also see things before they happen, sometimes years in advance.
The dream thing I was describing is called astral projection. I didn't know what it was called until I read about it in my teens only to discover I had been dong that since early childhood. Some of my siblings and I have talked about these thing and found some of us are able to communicate with each other via what some would call telepathy, we've tested it, it happens. Once I wanted to go visit one of them really badly but neither of us had the cash flow for me to travel across the country to do that. After one phone conversation about it I had an experience. It was not a dream. I still recall every detail of the event to this day though it was about fifty years ago. I rose through my ceiling and flew to their apartment, across the country, I saw all the ground below like I was in a commercial jet. When I got there, I let myself in and waited for them to come home from work, when they did they sensed "something" freaked out and left.
Two months later I was able to actually make the trip and see that sibling. We were out with one of their friends and the topic came up somehow. My sibling really wanted to tell us about this freaky thing that happened to them. As they described what they found going on in the apartment when they came in I realized they could tell I was there. I told them my side of the event while the friend took it all in. We decided it was a genuine astral projection event. I can't think of anything else to call it.
The parade of images passing through with your eyes closed is some kind of visualization that your mind does, I think, perhaps a review of things you may need to look at again, maybe from a new perspective. ? When it happens to me, there's usually something in one or more of the images that I should pay attention to. The trick is to figure out what that something is or a symbol and its code.
That's all I can make of it all. I think that stuff is available to everyone who is curious about it.
LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)I have never experienced anything quite like what you describe, but I'll tell you something that is kind of related.
I had several aunts and uncles on both my mother's and father's side. They have all passed on now, except for one.
Over the years, I've realized that in a way, I was predicting their death, but didn't realize it until after the fact.
What would happen is this: I'd be performing some mundane task. Maybe at work, maybe at home, and not thinking about any family members. I would suddenly start thinking intensely about one particular aunt or uncle. I can't say that it was uncomfortable feeling, but it wasn't pleasant either. I would recall memories of them, wonder how they were doing, etc.
Each and every time, they would be dead within a few weeks.
Now here's the thing...I didn't realize that I had some sort of premonition until after the fact, and it took several deaths for me to even realize that it was happening. It wasn't until I was in my 40's or 50's that I became aware of it. So since then, if I catch myself thinking about someone I haven't seen in awhile, I tell myself "Hey, you're thinking about that person for no reason, but I caught myself doing it, so they're not going to die soon.
I know I'm not explaining this really well.
Life is strange!
2naSalit
(86,802 posts)What you describe is quite common for lots of people, just not talking about it because it can be creepy. When that happens, probably should see if they're okay, never know, the call might be the thing that changes the continuum.
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smirkymonkey
(63,221 posts)It pretty much freaks me out. Sometimes, it makes me afraid to go to sleep at night.
I wouldn't say my dreams are exactly nightmares, but they are so bizarre and out there, like yours. They are incredibly detailed and otherworldly and kind of disturbing, but not really scary in like a "monster/ghost/evil" scary. They are just completely whacked and I never really understand what they are trying to tell me.
Sometimes I wish someone could just give me an injection of whatever they give you in the hospital that just totally knocks you out where you don't dream and don't remember a thing when you wake up. I think I would pretty much like that every night.
walkingman
(7,669 posts)LuckyCharms
(17,460 posts)There was also a small sexual component that I didn't post about. Very strange dream all around.
Kali
(55,025 posts)Boomerproud
(7,968 posts)Just joking. During the Covid lockdown I would have dreams and they always centered around searching for something with people in my life who are no longer here (like my parents). I think they even called them Covid Dreams. Extremely vivid.