Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Thursday, January 12, 2012

The One With The Liver Cancer

Last night I had a dream that I had a tumor on my liver that had metastasized.  The dream occurred on a Friday and a dentist was due to remove my liver on the following day, in the evening.  It wasn't a transplant - they were just going to remove the liver, but it meant I was going to die - they essentially were going to put me down.

So the whole dream, I knew that I had about a day and a half to live and most of the dream was trying to get everything in order.

I wrapped up work where I'm currently employed and went to the place where I worked previously and returned a folder of work that I had kept with me for many years for some reason.  I was trying to make sure that all the loose ends of my life were tied up.  Mxxx, a lady I worked with was still there and I returned the work to her and updated her with what needed to be done.  Outside her office was Kxxx, I guy I worked for at my current employer and he was sitting at the desk in his office, but the desk was pushed against the door frame, with him facing out.

Next, I remember being in a house with a little African American girl that I don't think I knew in the dream, but I was telling her about stuff.  She was probably about 8 or 9 and she said, "Do you know what you're doing?  You're saying goodbye."  I said that I knew, and I started crying.

Then I was outside in her yard and the kids from her large family were walking in a line, single file, toward the house.  There were probably 10 or 12 kids.

I went to my parents' house next, and my mother and father were doing some work in the garage.  I asked my mom to call the dentist and ask for another week so I could have more time to get my life in order.  I wanted to sit down with my parents and let them know how my stuff and money needed to be allocated out.  My mom said that they wouldn't do it, but I remember telling her that it doesn't hurt to ask.

While my mom was making the call, I left the garage and stood in the driveway with my sister.  The little girl down the street was playing in the road near her house and I hid behind a tree so that she wouldn't see me and come over.  But the little girl's mother threw a frisbee into a large bush in my parents' yard, so the little girl headed over.  While I was in the driveway waiting, I heard my mom tell the doctor's office that the little girl had said that she was upset because Uncle Dan had pouty lips and looked confused.  She made that up to try to convince them to move the appointment.

My mom finished the call, and the administrative assistant named Joanne told her that the doctor wouldn't or couldn't move the appointment and that I'd just have to resent it.

I woke up in real life, recorded my dream on my phone, and when I went back to sleep I re-entered the dream.  The only thing I remember from the second round was that Jxxx was ignoring me even though I was dying.  He said that he had other stuff to do.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The One with the Used Toothpicks

Just before waking up this morning, but after my alarm had gone off, I had a dream that I was in a kitchen. It was in an apartment and not one that I recognized. My sister was eating some kind of roll and it looked like it had finely chopped broccoli on top of it and she was eating only the topping.

I asked her about the rolls and I cut one in half and put it in the toaster.

Next thing I remember was that I was outside with Debbie and one other person - maybe Jose. We were in a town with lots of eclectic shops. I wasn't sure if it was a big or small.

We went into a small shop that had all hand-made baked goods like poppy seed muffins and little loaves of sweet bread. I was thinking of getting a muffin but don't think I did. Debbie got something though.

At the cash register, they had a refrigerator and the door had a sign that they reused toothpicks and that they washed them and you could put the used ones in little holes in the door. I had a toothpick so I put it in one.

While we were in the store I remember that I had put the roll in the toaster and never taken it how, and was thinking how it could get stuck and cause a fire.

When we were leaving, I did something and accidentally stuck my knuckle in Deb's eye.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

The One with the Horrible Customer Service

I had a dream I was at the Big E (a big fair) with my parents, my sister and Jose.

I was at a vendor that sold a bunch of things, but included was health and beauty products and I bought the Shu Uemura Eyelash Curler - - that my friend Janessa had told me about. This one didn't have the metal bar where the pad attaches though... it worked really weird - like just the pad itself moved.

I wasn't sure if it was the right one (I couldn't remember the name for obvious reasons) and I called Jill to double check, and when the phone rang I could hear it - she was working at the vendor part time. The vendor also did plastic surgery and had an oxygen bar in another room.

I bought the curler, but when I looked at it, there was something wrong with the pad, and I wanted to get another one. They left to get it (another saleswoman, not Jill) and were gone for like a half an hour, and when they returned, it had a different pad on it that wasn't as thick as the original.

Apparently the new pads weren't as thick, and I wasn't sure if I wanted it anymore. They left to get another one, were gone another half hour and came back with a bag. They said they included $120 worth of free stuff in the bag and the original price was $30.

I looked in the bag and it was all purple and pink thread - like big spools of leftover thread. I said, "So you gave me a pound of crap I don't need or want? I want my money back."

The sales woman said, "Well, I don't want to do that, but I guess I have to." She gave me this piece of paper that was a form I needed to fill out and sign and a blue highlighter-type pen. The paper was blank, but was the form was in that ink that you have to go over with the pen to make the text appear.

I pitched a fit, so they gave me a pre-printed form that I signed. I think on that version there was like a Frequently Asked Questions section and there was a question about how the invisible ink form was ridiculous and why did they do it?

They gave me my money back but in all quarters. I was so mad a yelling and swearing at the woman.

When I left, I pretended that the woman pushed me and I fell, saying "Did you see that? She pushed me!" I wanted to make her life a living hell.

A woman was with me (not my sister) when I bought the curler... I think it might have been my friend Melany or Ileana. I remember a guy walking into the vendor area wearing really crazy clown-like clothes and me making a comment to her about it.

Friday, November 7, 2008

The One With the McDonald's Fiasco

I was on some sort of road trip with the parents, I think Dawn was there and the little girl who lives next to my parents was with us as well. We stopped at a rest stop that I had a really huge McDonald’s to get breakfast and it was like a really big buffet. You served yourself, but it wasn’t all-you-can-eat – you still paid for what you chose.

I remember picking some fruit, Panetone soaked in something, hash browns and I think an Egg McMuffin. Jim was there near the Panetone because he tried something near it (I think the bread pudding?) and said it tasted like it was soaked in alcohol, like rum or something.

When I was getting something, a woman next to me in the line at the buffet thing like backed into me. She was wearing this light blue knit sweater and was kind of fat – she had like rolls of fat that like went into my plate and like picked up some of my food. So I kind of yelled at her but got out of the way.

I went around the rest of the buffet and then went to get in line to pay. Then the same woman cuts in front of me and backs into me again, this time getting pretty much everything off my plate. I totally went off on her and was yelling at her (can’t remember what I said) but I was SO mad. I threw away what little was left on my plate and didn’t go back to get more and just stormed back to the others.

My parents and sister had turned into my neighbors, I think, because I remember talking with one of them about it as we walked back to the car. The woman passed me on the way and I think she was going to apologize but I told her, “I WARNED you to stay away from me!!”. I was close to just smashing her in the face.

Monday, October 20, 2008

The One Where Indiana Jones is My Dad

My family (Mom, Dad, my sister and I) went to Fiji on some Indiana Jones-type of adventure, but my dad was the Indiana Jones guy. All I remember was our second trip - like we had to go back for something. In Fiji there was a big amusement park like Six Flags and we had to go through it to get to where the archaeological treasure was. I wanted to see more of Fiji and we were planning on going the same route to the treasure, and I wanted to go a different way to see if we could still get to it.

I remember there being a big tube type of ride - like a tube water slide but without water - on the left and we had to go up this stairwell thing that looked like a really big version of the wooden playground sets. Once we got up there, we walked across a big covered bridge type of thing and I was asking mom how long we were going to stay this time. She kept saying "3 months" but I knew that wasn't right, so I kept asking and she eventually said just two days and two nights... I thought that was a rediculous amount of time to come all the way to Fiji for!

We got to this big underground cavern where a sarcophagus / idol was. Dad had to cut his hand and get blood on it to wake it up. When he did, a big thundering voice said, "Who disturbs my rest?" as the sarcophagus opened. I think Dad needed to ask him something... like we had already gotten the treasure but needed to know something else. That's when my alarm went off.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

The One with the Mugging and the Dead Vice Principal

In this dream, I was someone else... like I was watching it in the first person. I was at the mall in my father's car. I was in college student and I was waiting to pick up my father who was at the mall doing something. Some kid either opened my door or came to my window and robbed me. He held a knife to my throat and wanted to take all of my money. I gave it to him (which wasn't a lot) and my father came and ended up giving him all of his money as well and the kid left. A guy from work was in the dream at some point; I think he was a police officer. I think we filed a report with him, or something.

I ended up finding out who the kid was that robbed me somehow. I had to go around a neighborhood trying to find where his house was. Once I found him, I ended up being nice to him and we ended up being friends. We had a class together in school.

The classes took place in classrooms that were in storefronts in the mall, kind of interspersed among the other, regular stores in the mall. So this kid, I can't remember his name exactly but I thought it was three letters but I want to say it was Alex, became kind of someone I was trying to take under my wing and turn him around.

At one point we were in a hallway (at this point it seemed like a regular high school and not a mall) and there were a bunch of people outside gathering around an event that was happening. It turns out Alex had strangled one of the vice principals of the school (Mr. XXXXXX, it seems, from my high school in real life). We looked outside and we saw the VP lying in the road covered in a blanket or tarp. There was a girl near us - I think she was taking nursing or something - saying she tried to help him in his last moments.

We all went back to class, including Alex, and were sitting in a classroom, but on the floor on the perimeter of the room (this is how we always sat, it seems). Alex came in last. He sat in the middle of the classroom because he knew no one would want to sit next to him, but then he asked if he could next to me and I said he could. Everyone was staring at him. There was one guy that was getting all up in arms against him and I stood up to defend him. I was going to tell the story about how he robbed me and how he had made so much progress.

There was a girl named Temika in the classroom that we knew and her sister opened the door to the class and pointed a gun at me and fired. But Temika had put a blank in the gun, almost knowing that she was going to do that. I followed her out into the hallway and tackled or tripped her and ended up bashing her head into the wall until she was unconscious.

I came back into the classroom and started telling people that Alex was one of the most misunderstood people I had ever met. People thought he was stupid, and he's not. People didn't know that he had a hard life. Then I started telling the story about how we had met and how he had robbed me and that I had gotten to know him and we became friends even after that. Temika was going to defend him too.

It was a very long dream and there were a lot of other details I can't remember.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The One with the Necklace and Stolen Cell Phones

I was over my uncle's, in a finished basement at something that resembled a sleepover. Two guys (both from work) and I were in a bed trying to sleep, but it was obviously difficult to get comfortable with all of us in the same bed. I took my pillow and a blanket and started to head upstairs to sleep somewhere else.

On the stairs, on the vertical part of one of the steps, was some sort of stickers or something (maybe Christmas-related stuff?) on display for sale. It was as if my aunt had a mini store going on in her home - like when people came to visit, she would try to sell them something. At the top of the stairs, kind of like it was the topmost stair itself, was a cash register for handling such transactions.

My cousin was in a room upstairs with her daughter and I remember thinking it was weird for her to be up so late.

Then we were somewhere else, in a car, driving into a gas station type of business. At this point I think I knew that my parents were divorced and my mom did not have custody of us (not sure if my dad did, either). We were looking for my sister and she was with my aunt and uncle at this gas station. There was a table outside in the parking lot with a bunch of cell phones and something else for sale. It seems my aunt and uncle (and maybe my cousin, too) had stolen the phones and were selling them there at the station (because maybe they knew the owner?).

Near the gas station was a house that my mom used to live in. It was boarded up and looked dangerous and it indeed was condemned.

My mom had a necklace that fell down the sink and she managed to get it out after some guy told her how to do that. When she retrieved it, she had to do so from the faucet, not from the drain. The necklace was damaged. This part appeared to be some sort of flashback because at the end of the dream, there was some sort of revelation that my mom had always worn a necklace that was made from the remaining parts of the original necklace that had fallen into the sink. I remember the new necklace had a clasp where one end is a closed circle and the other is like a post shaped like a bar that is inserted into the circle.

But it seemed like we were trying to find the original necklace but we finally realized that is what happened to it... she had been wearing it all along and we had forgotten that was remade.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The One When My Family Goes Out to Eat / The One Where I’m a Vampire

I went out to eat sushi with my family - My Mom, my Dad, my sister and my Aunt Susie was there. It was Sakura but it was in Northampton on kind of a hill and we had to drive up a really steep road to get to the parking lot. Once we got there, the parking lot was small and we had to park illegally. We were the first ones there for the whole day - it was because it was Chinese New Year and sushi is Japanese food. We sat at a round table and ate a ton of sushi - it was the first time eating it for everyone except me and I think Aunt Susie. The guy that owns Sakura was there too. We got a jar of tobiko and there was a price sticker on it for $2.99. I was surprised it was so cheap.

There were kids sitting at a nearby table playing with chopsticks and one flew over to our table. They kept switching people's chopsticks and the one that ended up at our table had little notches in it like they were making lincoln logs out of them. On top of the sushi bar was a plate of sushi - like samples - that people could go up and smell to make sure it was fresh. I did this.

We talked about how we haven't spoken to Aunt Susie in a long time and how Dawn and I used to call her 'goo goo' (which means Aunt in Chinese). She and my mom almost got into an argument about how they stopped talking. Susie said Mom used to say stuff about her boyfriend, Peter. They were civil, but there was definitely tension between them.
For dessert we had a big plate of Oreo cookies on the table but my Dad had a piece of cake.

Next thing I remember I was a vampire and going around killing people in the restaurant. The family was gone at this point. I went outside and continued. At this point it was night and dark out. I had fangs and sharp claws and remember feeling invincible.

Sometimes I would feed (although I do remember biting necks, I don't remember sucking any blood), sometimes just kill. I was looking for someone specific, a guy (Bryan maybe?) – I think I wanted to kill him, but he went to some mountain/hill. A monster that resembled the sewer monster from X-files told me. There were other monsters in the dream but they were on my side. I was definitely a 'bad guy.'

There were pills in the dream that made me/monsters stronger or made humans strong like vampires. One girl that was similar to a slayer but not as powerful was chasing me for a bit. I had to run from her at first but then I took a pill and picked her up and threw her off a balcony. She was the only one that threatened me - otherwise I still felt invincible.

At one point I remember being in a public bathroom, sitting on the floor across from the sinks, leaning back so they couldn't see me in the mirrors (apparently the vampire-mirror thing didn't apply). I was going to kill the kids (a lot of the people I killed were teenagers or young adults - like 16 - 23 years old) as they came in the bathroom. I couldn't tell if was a guys or girls bathroom - but there were both guys and girls in it.

I didn't recognize most of the people in the dream except for my family and the guy from Sakura. All the other people were people I didn't know.