Codeine Dreams
Oct. 26th, 2007 01:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chomijiI slept around the clock, presumably because of the painkillers I'm on, waking from time to time (to take more painkillers and use the john). I know that I was dreaming a good deal of the time, but I only remember the one I was having just before I woke the final time, around 9:00am. And it's only a partial dream ... I think it was going on for a while before the part I recall.
Somehow I recall that earlier in the dream, it was about a little vacation house, but just before the part I recall, we'd apparently gained a whole lot of new guests, so it had grown to something more like a dormitory. There were a lot of kids staying there, maybe in the 12- to 16-yr-old range. There were also a lot of cats, and they were in colors not found in nature ... mainly, they were in things like chintz prints, and those picture-panel prints you can get in fabric stores to make curtains and throw pillows for kids' rooms!
Anyway, my room (which I seemed to have to myself) somehow had gained several more beds, making it hard to move around. And I had to move around, because it was time to return home, and I had to pack. There were piles and piles of bedding on all the beds - quilts, flannel sheets, comforters, blankets - all stacked up so that each bed had like 12-18 inches of bedding piled on it. And my clothes were under all this. As I patiently removed blankets and quilts and piled them onto the other beds, some old friends showed up to help. I remember that one of them was Harry, who briefly sort-of courted me in high school and who dated my friend K for a while (this is the same K who looks after my daughter from time to time ... that's how long I've known her). Harry was a card-playing maniac, and also collected gemstones, which he got by hunting through the discard bins in rock shops. (Maybe that's why he showed up to help me find my stuff.)
Once I got past the bedding, my stuff was still buried, this time under stacks of little kids' clothes. At this point, an elderly lady had also showed up to kibitz. My mind decided that she was the manager of the place, but also that she was related to sanada - maybe she was even sanada's grandmother. Anyway, as I was plowing past pastel little frocks and rompers in primary colors, the elderly lady said "Yes - you see, that one is definitely hers." And it was this really interesting romper that looked like it had been designed by the costumer for Cirque de Soleil: sort of a harlequin design, with black and white and areas of iridescent shimmer.
And that's all ... . I don't understand why my dreams are always so full of houses and rooms and things. I read fantasy/SF and manga almost exclusively - you think that would affect my dreams a lot more!
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Date: 2007-10-26 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-26 05:49 pm (UTC)Yeah, the cats were really odd - I remember nudging one to make it turn around so I could check out the picture on its other side!
I might plug part of the dream into the lifetreks dream analyzer thingie. I tend to try to game it: I know that it will only analyze 5 symbols on the interactive feature, so I sometimes put in only partial dreams so that it's more likely to do the symbols I want to know about. I'm curious about the endless piles of bedding and then the toddler clothes. You see my subconscious thinks well of your fashion sense: even your wee li'l romper was cool!
Unsolicited advice: still dazed & confused
Date: 2007-10-26 08:12 pm (UTC)I'm so glad things went well yesterday!
Remember your dreams may be unusually wacky for a while. Two metabolic (brain chemistry) reasons:
1) narcotics.
2) anesthesia.
BTW, general anesthesia really wacks out your memory for a while. How long this persists seems to be directly related to the length of time you were "under". It is a common phenomenon, & well known to those who work in the field. So -- if you think you are losing your mind, & can't remember things, even info you know well -- blame it on the drugs. For what it's worth, my surgery that lasted 1.5 hours seemed to affect memory for ~5-6 weeks. A 45" surgery seemed to have effects for ~3 weeks.
Also, there is typically a post-op "crash" -- a day in the next few weeks or so where nothing will be wrong & everything will be wrong: a day a terrible unease & deep depression. I'm not sure if this is a direct result of surgery/anesthesia, or simply the day that recent medical trauma catches up to your psyche. In any effect, if this happens to you, please know it is common & normal. I've gone through it myself with every general anesthesia, and literally could not stop crying. The surgery I had spinal anesthesia for, it didn't happen -- so I suspect it is the anesthetic drugs messign with your brain.
Unsolicited advice: If this crash happens to you, just spend the day crying & wallowing in chocolate. Reassure your loved ones that it isn't them, it's the drugs. Have faith that the next day you will feel lots better, because you will.
Re: Unsolicited advice: still dazed & confused
Date: 2007-10-26 10:16 pm (UTC)Sk8er-ji, thanks (and thanks for what arrived in the mail today, too).
This was done under sedation plus local rather than general anesthesia, but I presume the same sort of rules apply? I was under maybe an hour and a half, and that included time to do the pathology exam of the excised sentinel lymph nodes.
I presume you saw my more recent posting ... for the re-excision, she says it will be maybe 45 minutes. I'm still not looking forward to it ... .
I have to pull my brain together to some degree because I'm writing a story for Yuletide. But I just found myself thinking of a naughty ficlet, so I guess that part of my brain is still functioning.
I'm just getting cranky about the general subject of pain. I can deal with it (I used to suffer from spasmodic dysmenorrhea, in the days before ibuprofen), but I don't like having to ... .
Re: Unsolicited advice: still dazed & confused
Date: 2007-10-27 07:03 am (UTC)Sorry to hear you have to go back in (although otherwise the news is wonderful) so I'm glad the Messengers Guild timed the card delivery for a day that was a bit of a downer. One assumes you could read *all 3* signatures. :)
Naughty ficlet? oooohhhh! Do tell!
Re: Unsolicited advice: still dazed & confused
Date: 2007-10-28 12:23 am (UTC)Oops ... the things one spills when under narcotics. Yes, your Cho reads, and is starting to write, really naughty (as in NC-17) fanfic. I hope this doesn't freak you out ... . :-(
The manga Saiyuki, which is famously popular among brainy women (link is to a summary by one such woman), features a cast of four hot-looking, tormented guys - three of them non-human in some way. One of them is half-youkai (demon, but without the negative connotation), one is a human who has become youkai through a mystical process (but he wears "power limiters" so he looks human), and one is really a demi-god, but most people assume he's youkai. (The fourth member of the party is a gorgeous but very cranky priest.) None of them are explicitly involved with each other in the series, but the whole thing has been artfully written so that it's quite possible to imagine that all sorts of things are going on offstage, and it's pretty much a given among most fans that at least two of the characters, who are best buddies and roommates in the series, are actually a couple. I'm quite partial to this idea myself.
Saiyuki has inspired tons and tons of fanfic. Someone recently started an anonymous-kink-inspired write-a-thon for it: people anonymously post kinky scenarios, and other people anonymously write ficlets in reply. It's been running most of the month. The idea was to get people who normally don't write naughty stuff to do so. It seems to have worked in my case ... .
The ficlet in question actually involves a straight couple for once. If you're really interested I can send you the link through e-mail at Shejidan once it's posted. But it would work better if you knew the characters.
If you want to read some non-naughty fic of mine, you can check out the story I just posted ... again, it would work better if you knew the characters. It's about the childhood of the red-headed Saiyuki guy, Gojyo, who's the halfbreed.