I woke up this morning with a really bad feeling in my stomach. Usually when this happens I can just have a cig and my coffee and things will be fine again. That didn’t work this time, I have no idea what was going on with me…the pain has slowly subsided but it’s still there.
I think, in part, it has to do with a dream I had last night. The boyfriend’s aunt (D) hasn’t been feeling very well lately, she’s been passing out and doctors can’t seem to find out what’s wrong with her. Last night I had a dream that we’d driven up to New York to meet up with her in the ICU. She had tubes in her arm, oxygen clamped onto her nose and her coloring just didn’t look too good. Baby’s mom (K) had left the room for a few minutes to get some coffee because she just couldn’t handle seeing her sister like that. When she came back, she noticed that D was looking at the wall next to her and screaming “You’re not taking me!”. K and the boyfriend couldn’t see her but K’s mother (deceased) was standing there waiting for D to leave her body and come with her. To the other side of D was HER mother (also deceased) waiting very patiently. I’m the only one who saw them, which instantly had me freaked. Another thing that had me a bit dumbfounded was D’s husband (deceased) was standing there as well, waiting almost as patiently as D’s mother.
The doctors came in to take D to surgery, they were going to preform a triple bypass. All I know is I woke up instantly after she was no longer in sight. I’ve never really jolted out of bed that quickly before. It’s had me freaked all day.