Wednesday, January 15, 2020

dreams

last night i had a dream. 

mom and dad were by a beautifully decorated christmas tree with lights hanging above. 
my mom happily was holding my ~1 year old daughter with pigtails and dad had a tired and very brown face. i asked myself, 'why is he so brown?  is he ill?'
i woke with my thought saying "liver."

now awake and thinking more logically, with that kind of brown toned face, you'd think of kidney problems--the kind that needs dialysis.

but my mind kept telling me liver.  so i texted my dad at 10:20 am in the morning, "Dad is your liver alright?" 

he replied 3 hours later, "I am still waiting for the blood test results."
i froze...okay, calm sandra, but why isn't he questioning why i mentioned about his liver?  i asked, "blood tests for what?"
dad, "to confirm previous test results why my liver ALT went up compared to last year."

my heart stopped.  my dreams were starting to scare me.  how?  even during the summer i had a dream my mom was ill, so i texted her in the morning and she said, "oh yeah, i've been having bad GI issues and had to get IV drip...they said it can happen with age."  thankfully my cousin eventually suggested parasites from bad water in vietnam about a month later, my mom asked her doctor about it and eventually got better.

i dont want to have dreams anymore...

...if they come true for the other ones, then my future is bleak.

praying for you dad that it isn't anything serious.

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