Shane having surgery and SCARY Dreams!
It is 72 degress today. This is the last warm day for a while, I'm afraid. I'm gonna miss it. ;_;
Una's Husband Shane is having most of his large intestine removed today, most likely as I type this. God bless that doctor to be able to do this without complications or having to fit Shane with a colostomy bag. I sure hope that Una doesn't stress too hard and that Shane doesn't wake up with too much pain and that he doesn't get a post operative infection like he did last time when they put a mesh in. The good thing is, the MASSIVE hernia he had will be gone now.
I dreamt early this moring/what I woke up with, some pretty busy and scary things. What I can remember is jumbled and doesn't seem to coincide with other parts of the dream. What I can remember, firstly, was that I was back at chuck's, where he used to own a feedstore, and I was going to get horse feed, but his feed had been too dry. So I go to the back to watch them make it, and the buggy that I used to put cracked corn in, (Imagine huge bin that would probably hold about half a ton at a time) was going into a slot really fast, on it's side, and that's how it stirred the feed. When I added more molasses, I pushed the button for the bin to start processing the feed, and feeling guilty for doing that, but I got feed that wasn't so dry. I remember brad and scott, my cousins being there, as well as a guy Jon that I worked with there at the time. He's a cop now.
The second part of the dream, I was trying to make my way through the woods. Instead of taking a path, I felt confident to just plow on through the woods. I did that as soon as I came apon this persons cabin, and boy did I get lost until I found my way back to them. They asked where I was going, and I said towards Nortonville, and they pointed a direction, and I could tell they were laughing at me, but not in a bad way. I had started out at Grandmas house, and had walked up to Nanny's. (In real life, there was a path from Grandma's house to Nanny's, that is, before those people scammed my great aunts out of Grandpas land with a promise to turn it into a horse farm instead of sub division, but instead, turned around and had a realitor auction it, and now it is a huge anal rape of a butchering now, as well as a slap in the face. Anyway, I hate to tell those squatters, but when I get the money, I'm buying them out and getting land that had been in my family for over 100 years, -BACK-.)
Anyway, I had gotten off track and lost in the woods and kept coming back to this persons house. I think I kind of annoyed them at first, but they were getting so used to seeing me lost and showing up at their house, that they started welcoming me. The last time that I was there, he gave me bamboo splinters and told me that I could go fishing, and he showed me a new path. For some reason, I had a new dog with a broken leg, because he had a cast on his front leg, and he was pretty. Tan with soft black points and fluffy. :) I thought he had gotten lost until I called him, and he came up running, so we head on down a new trail the guy had pointed out to me. This trail was a bit muddy, and there were tracks, but the tracks were wide. I kept thinking that the path was too small for four wheelers, so it had to be motorcycles, but the tracks were wide like four wheeler tires. The man had warned me that there were very bad people out in the woods, and to be careful so they wouldn't get me. I guess I wasn't careful enough, because I passed this shack and these three guys came out. They scared me and they tried to attack me, that's where it turned into a nightmare. I remember fighting for my life, and eventually beating each one of them with the back scratching stick that I have at the foot of my bed. It's a small thin table leg with a peice of metal on it. I remember beating them each in turn, in the head with it, but I wasn't hitting them very hard, and they wouldn't go down and stay down. Then the woman came out, and everyone was yelling not to hit her, but I did, because I was terrified that she had a gun in her purse. When they were all laying on the floor, which was also the trail, I woke up.
I was very very very happy to wake up from that dream! O.O
Una's Husband Shane is having most of his large intestine removed today, most likely as I type this. God bless that doctor to be able to do this without complications or having to fit Shane with a colostomy bag. I sure hope that Una doesn't stress too hard and that Shane doesn't wake up with too much pain and that he doesn't get a post operative infection like he did last time when they put a mesh in. The good thing is, the MASSIVE hernia he had will be gone now.
I dreamt early this moring/what I woke up with, some pretty busy and scary things. What I can remember is jumbled and doesn't seem to coincide with other parts of the dream. What I can remember, firstly, was that I was back at chuck's, where he used to own a feedstore, and I was going to get horse feed, but his feed had been too dry. So I go to the back to watch them make it, and the buggy that I used to put cracked corn in, (Imagine huge bin that would probably hold about half a ton at a time) was going into a slot really fast, on it's side, and that's how it stirred the feed. When I added more molasses, I pushed the button for the bin to start processing the feed, and feeling guilty for doing that, but I got feed that wasn't so dry. I remember brad and scott, my cousins being there, as well as a guy Jon that I worked with there at the time. He's a cop now.
The second part of the dream, I was trying to make my way through the woods. Instead of taking a path, I felt confident to just plow on through the woods. I did that as soon as I came apon this persons cabin, and boy did I get lost until I found my way back to them. They asked where I was going, and I said towards Nortonville, and they pointed a direction, and I could tell they were laughing at me, but not in a bad way. I had started out at Grandmas house, and had walked up to Nanny's. (In real life, there was a path from Grandma's house to Nanny's, that is, before those people scammed my great aunts out of Grandpas land with a promise to turn it into a horse farm instead of sub division, but instead, turned around and had a realitor auction it, and now it is a huge anal rape of a butchering now, as well as a slap in the face. Anyway, I hate to tell those squatters, but when I get the money, I'm buying them out and getting land that had been in my family for over 100 years, -BACK-.)
Anyway, I had gotten off track and lost in the woods and kept coming back to this persons house. I think I kind of annoyed them at first, but they were getting so used to seeing me lost and showing up at their house, that they started welcoming me. The last time that I was there, he gave me bamboo splinters and told me that I could go fishing, and he showed me a new path. For some reason, I had a new dog with a broken leg, because he had a cast on his front leg, and he was pretty. Tan with soft black points and fluffy. :) I thought he had gotten lost until I called him, and he came up running, so we head on down a new trail the guy had pointed out to me. This trail was a bit muddy, and there were tracks, but the tracks were wide. I kept thinking that the path was too small for four wheelers, so it had to be motorcycles, but the tracks were wide like four wheeler tires. The man had warned me that there were very bad people out in the woods, and to be careful so they wouldn't get me. I guess I wasn't careful enough, because I passed this shack and these three guys came out. They scared me and they tried to attack me, that's where it turned into a nightmare. I remember fighting for my life, and eventually beating each one of them with the back scratching stick that I have at the foot of my bed. It's a small thin table leg with a peice of metal on it. I remember beating them each in turn, in the head with it, but I wasn't hitting them very hard, and they wouldn't go down and stay down. Then the woman came out, and everyone was yelling not to hit her, but I did, because I was terrified that she had a gun in her purse. When they were all laying on the floor, which was also the trail, I woke up.
I was very very very happy to wake up from that dream! O.O
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