Back @ Work, feeling a little better
I’m back to work after missing a day yesterday, and the eye is doing a little better. The meds I’m taking are blurring my vision a little but when I cover up the medicated eye, I have no problem doing the work with my other eye so I should be fine. I’ve gotten a few pirate jokes since getting in, but that’s to be expected. Leah loves the fact that Ethan is even getting in on it, but it’s a lot funnier when a three year old kid is telling the joke, rather than an adult.
After jumping through a lot of hoops for many doctors yesterday, I finally managed to get the meds I wanted and for the most part they are working really well. We got to this thing early enough that I likely will not need any steriods stronger then the eye dropper. That’s a good thing cause anything stronger can usually result in a little anger and rage and that’s not something I wanted to intergrate into the new job so soon.
Speaking of rage, man… I had the weirdest friggin’ dream last night. I dreamt it was a holiday dinner, with a ton of family and friends. I’m not sure what holiday dinner it was, but it had a turkey being served so it must have been either thanksgiving or Christmas. There was a bunch of people there, at least 20 and the food was served and everyone was passing it around and feeding their faces. I was slow getting to the food but didn’t care as I knew eventually I would get a portion. Yet when the turkey platter was finally passed to me, there was plenty left over for me to pick from… but there was no dark meat. I can’t stand white meat and because of that I completely flipped out. I tossed the platter back onto the table and started telling everyone off. I called all our guest greedy moochers and then starting telling off my wife and Mom for inviting all these people where without cooking enough food for everyone. I was having a complete shit fit, and I woke up just after I took the Turkey platter and shattered it against someone’s head…
It was really freaky… because I don’t remember ever having that kind of tantrum duing that bad. I mean I’ve had dreams where I’ve been sad, upset, agrumentative, but never this… psycho. It was a tad disturbing, but thankfully it was only a dream. I’ll try my best to behave when Xmas dinner actually does happen later this week. I was flat out disturbed by how out of control and enraged I was during that dream, and I guess my sub-conscious loves dark meat a lot more than I thought it did. Just flat out freaky.
Well, now that I’ve shared my disturbing sub-conscious rage with everyojne (and likely distrubed you as well) I’ll take this moment to wish eveyrone a good Friday and a safe holiday weekend! 🙂
Peter
Dude, you should re-enact this with friends and family and put it on youtube. 🙂
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That would disturb me, too, but your subconscious is probably just working on stuff so you don’t have to. Hopefully “Pirate Daddy” didn’t provoke that! (I’m sorry, I think it’s really cute!) Hope it heals soon.
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