Dear Junior
I have been having some crazy VIVID dreams lately that I can remember so clearly the next morning. They said its the combination of the hormones and my anxiety of having you, building up in me and my subconscious coming to life. Boy, is my subconscious WILD! Here are a very samples of my crazy dreams.
-- Last night, I dreamt that I was with the CIA and we were chasing someone. The entire dream was exhausting and the 'perp' as they say it in SVU was pretty elusive. Until he stopped at Swansee mall in Fall River, Massachusetts and could not help himself but purchase a pair of Boston Red Sox pair of sock on markdown with an additional 75% off, making it $2.00. The perp was so impressed that he stopped the chase just so he can show me his buy. The detail, my darling!
-- In real life, I have been worried about your Auntie April because of her wedding. Lots of people are concerned about the Zika virus and not attending her dream wedding. Its hard breaking so much I try not to think about it because it makes me very weepy and I don't want you to feel the sadness. She happens to work in retail and scores real killer deals. She is marrying a kind, smart and lovely young man named Greg who is originally from Mass and is indeed a Red Sox fan like Grandpa. Swansee Mall was this mall in Mass near Great Grandma that I used to love and always want to go to when I was little.
-- I dreamed of this girl named Lucia that I had a falling out with more than 10 years ago. We were very good friends from high school through college. In the dream, I was hanging around my usual group of friends and she was speaking Korean to them and they understood. I told her that 'I was sorry' and asked why she can't forgive me already and there was no need to speak in Korean in front of me.
-- In real life, the last message I left for her was on her voicemail saying I would call her for her birthday to arrange a trip to Six Flags, just me and her. I never followed up and she never called me. She was upset with our group of friends to the point of betrayal. I didn't have the courage to tell her that I wasn't going to stop hanging around them.
-- Last one, I dreamed about Auntie Sandy's husband's inlaw's parents, who I have never met. Their father was in my hospital and I gave a discharge recommendation and the family was not happy about it. They were grouped together sobbing and blaming me for my poor decision. And I told them that it was my professional opinion and backed it up with logical thinking. They still blamed me.
-- This is my work everyday. I recommend whether veterans should go home, to rehab or long term facility. Many vets have no children or anyone to care for them. The hard decision is whether its safe to manage in the comfort of their own home or whether its better to go to a miserable, sterile nursing home. Home is always better but only if its safe. I had to make a call on his one man who lives on the ground floor apt while his sister lives on the second floor. He was safe in my opinion but only under the condition that his sister visit him daily. The patient returned a few days after discharge stating that he cannot manage on his own.
Anyhoo, that was a mouthful. I have action packed dreams filled with heavy emotion and terror daily. I don't even watch tv much except for Persons of Interest, which might contribute to all the chasing dreams and grenade launchers. Luckily my life is not really like that.
Love you lots,
Mom
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