Three Dreams

I’m in a place that could be either work or school related. I’m in a room or dormitory full of other girls. Two are leaving to have all their blood removed. I think how scary it must be to let them take all your blood out and kill you even knowing that it’s only temporary and you’ll be revived after a few days. Then, with a jolt, i realize my time is up in only a couple of days but i’m going to have the morphine/suffocation which doesn’t seem quite as frightening. I know that two other girls have already been “mothballed” using the morphine/suffocation. It just seems easier, in my opinion, to come back after suffocation than it would after exsanguination.

It’s a large outdoor theatre in a clearing in the woods. We, the audience, are sitting on wooden bleachers on one side of the clearing. The trees are full and green and the whole setting is very beautiful. It’s night time and the air is soft, not too warm, not too cool. The actors/dancers are on elevated planks or walkways among the leafy part of the trees. I’m viewing from above them and can see it from an omniscient perspective. [I’m not sure what kind of view the audience would have but fuck ‘em, it’s my dream!]  

There are four actors/dancers. Three men and one woman. They are all wearing spandex body suits. One actor is the great Patrick Stewart in all his glorious baldness! As the dance/play continues and they work their way down the series of planks towards the ground, they begin to perform some really daring and dangerous moves. The youngest of the men uses a metal cable to swing from one plank to one much lower. He grabs the cable and i’m afraid he’s going to cut himself in half if he doesn’t get it right the first time. He appears to fly to the next level and lands as gracefully as a cat. He still has the cable. Next is the lady. She’s going the use the cable like a zip line. The other man still at her level is holding the cable and if the trick isn’t done right, he could lose all his fingers. The lady goes zipping down towards the lower level where the other man is and lands safely. Now it’s just the two men, Patrick Stewart and the other. I’m anxious to see how they manage to get down to the next level and they both, simultaneously, are slung down like from a big slingshot. It’s amazing and the audience is clapping excitedly. Now i can see that the other man that was with Patrick Stewart is Robert Plant. I can tell by his golden curly hair. Now all of them are on the ground. The grass is very green and thick but well kept. As they jog their way towards the audience i notice another man come out from the trees to join them. It’s Jimmy Page! He and Robert come together and embrace as  old friends. I’m back in the bleachers now watching with everybody else. There are tears falling from Jimmy Page’s eyes and my eyes.   

One more. Scott, Mike and i are in a coliseum to see a concert. As we enter, the man at the door grabs me to make sure i have all the tickets and i do. He smiles and waves us through and i tear the tickets apart at the perforation and hand one to Mike and one to Scott. We look at the numbers on the direction signs above the sections. My instinct is to go right but Scott takes off to the left and i follow since it really doesn’t matter and whichever way we take will lead us back to where we are. 




"Then, with a jolt, i realize my time is up in only a couple of days..."  Truly how i felt when my doctor went over my lab results with me. If i want my kidneys to function for as long as i need them too, i have to start taking my condition seriously and eliminate most protein (blood, exsanguinate) from my diet. I'm truly bummed about it too.