I started out this morning with ambitions. I'm not sure where they all went. Shortly after sending Jordan off to school I became overwhelmed with exhaustion. I have no idea where it came from. I felt I had slept relatively well the night before. I woke up refreshed and got my morning routine done. But, after everyone went off to school or work, and I was faced with an empty house, the ability to keep my eyes open failed me. I figured most of what I needed to do could be accomplished later this afternoon so I gave in and took a nap. Unfortunately, my nap ended up lasting 2 hours and I was almost late picking my son up from school.
During my siesta, I had a dream. It ended up being one of those kinds of dreams that is so vivid, so real like that here I am 3 hours later and I'm still trying to shake that too real feeling. I dreamed that I took Jordan to the doctor and he had to have a blood test because the doctor thought he had leukemia. In order for him to not be so scared, I offered to let them draw my blood too so he could see that it wasn't so bad. There was a mix up and rather than throwing my vial of blood away, the lab tested both of us. It turns out that Jordan was fine, just a little anemic. However, I was the one diagnosed with leukemia. The end of my dream involved a lot of people telling me to hang in there and that everything will be okay. I'm still trying to shake the realism of this dream off right now. I feel punch drunk. It's as if I received this diagnosis in real life and I'm trying to come to grips with it.
This is why I hate taking naps.
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