I've been waking up with headaches (or developing them during the day) this week. I realized, after a vivid dream last night, that I'm feeling a little stressed this week.
You see, I'm going in tomorrow to have a wart removed from the bottom of my right toe. It's been there for a really long time and the doctor has to cut it out. The whole process is a little daunting and scary. I don't really know what to expect, but my brain is making it huge.
I've been thinking about this all week, then last night the dream. It was more of a wish that my brain created...a fantasy of how I wish it would go: I get to the office and the doctor hands me a pill to "make me comfortable." I swallow it and minutes later I'm dozing off. I wake, a bit disoriented, in a park with S & SS. There is a kite festival and we are watching the kites. They carry me to the bathroom at one point. I feel safe and protected.
Sadly, the reality is going to be different. There will be a numbing agent, but I will be alert and oriented. Then it's home to not have much activity for the rest of the day. I don't even know if there will be pain meds. I hope so...or I hope that I'm exagerrating in my mind how painful it will be.