Weird Dreams Again

So night before last I thought the weird dreams had gone, only to have them return last night. One was going to my friend Jodi’s new place to celebrate her divorce (she really got one and is happy) and that’s the most I can make sense of now, other than digging through a giant ice maker for my wedding ring. At one point I was woken up by my own dream. We lit a firecracker but instead of going off on the ground like it should have, it shot up into the air, and over a house, making a loud noise. And that’s what woke me. I had anoher crazy dream, but I can’t remember anything, except nothing really made sense.

Chris is 100% better, and I so happy.

Sandra isn’t doing as well. She feel on her back last week, and she probably broke her back, but we couldn’t get her to go to the doctor’s until today. I’m worried. She babrely eats anymore, she weighs 73 pounds now. All skin and bones. And worse I think she bopped her head because she’s been off ever since she feel. Forgetting simple things, even what day her own birthday is. Chris is going to try and get her hospitalized to get her pumped full of fluids and nutrients. They need to admit her. I have to work, or I would be there insuring it.

I work a double today and I really don’t want to. I had to put in another availibility request to my boss, since he’s scheduled me to work 3 Wednesday nights in a row. So far I’ve gotten them picked up, without trying, but no one can do it this week, so I’ll suffer through it. I’m looking forward to lunch though. I’m going to order a Suncott. It’s a fruit mix of honeydew, cantalope, and strawberries, with a scoop of cottage cheese and a side of sweet orange digging sauce. I only like the catalope so I’m going to write out my own ticket. I’m feeling a yummy for fruits. I’m thinking that a banana for breakfest sounds great