I had lots of wierd dreams last night

as I don't have any sleeping pills at the moment which is good despite the disturbing dreams. Not having the pills has forced me into the situation of trying to sleep naturally again. I still don't sleep well but if I am dreaming I am sleeping which is good.

Anyway, I had lots of disturbing dreams last night but as usual could only vaguely recollect the last one, so I wrote it down to see what I could make of it. Obviously I am bit anxious about seeing the gynaecologist on Thursday regarding the rectocele surgery.

Most of the dream is situated in Kinross, (I just can't seem to relate to Pflugerville despite living here for 7 yrs now). I will leave out the really disturbing imagery other than to say it is related to the rectocele problem I have, if you want to know more, there is lots info on the web.

I am walking through Kinross with 2 women, I don't remember who but I know them, looking for Gordon. He had returned home after a night of drinking (we were both drinking). I am recounting to the women, the fact I had nearly set the town alight when I forgot the sausage and roll I was heating up in the oven (its a communal oven). Fortunately the oven was full of other stuff (leftovers and rubbish) which protected the food I was heating up. I didn't tell Gordon his food was in with other older food as he would never eat it even though the other food/rubbish hadn't touch it.

I hadn't had a good night sleep because I was sleeping with another woman and her child. Gordon had been there at the beginning but left because of the discomfit. It was a very narrow bed so we were laying in a line. The child wet the bed and became very distressed. I cuddled him and reassured him that accidents happen. The mother also reassured him and thanks me for looking out for him.

I was now walking with the 2 women, (one of them is the mother) As we walk we come across Alan standing alone by a bus. I am upset because Gordon was meant to be picking Alan up. As we leave with Alan in hand, the bus clips Alan but doesn't stop to see he is alright. I am upset again and say the Bus should have stopped but the women tell me stop worrying as Alan is OK and the bus driver probably didn't realise he/she had hit him. I protest and say that is impossible, surely you would know if you hit someone. There is no resolution to this problem.

We are standing wanting to cross the road but now its not the only the 2 women, my Father-in-law has joined us. He is very impatient to cross the road and tries several times but the cars keep coming. Alan is still with me and is equally as impatient as his Grandfather. He tries to cross the road and is being very belligerent, saying he wants to run in front of the cars but I keep pulling him back. Finally I let him go as I notice the cars are turning right down the street. As I cross I notice they are burial cars.

As we go up the street to the house we are visiting, a theatre group join us. Alan is no longer a young boy but a young man dressed in a very flamboyant white outfit. He is the star. He runs ahead and begins to dance up the street.

I am now in a house/building. I am making an appointment for my surgery. I go to the rest room and see Laura's Mum ( our friend in Scotland and I have never met her Mother) She says she is here because she has just recovered from a heart attack - I am shocked and worried over Laura. I am taken to a bathroom by the nurse with the other 2 women (they are still with me). The toilet is dirty but we are expected to use it. A strange woman appears and the nurse instructs her that she is to check that we clean our selves. The dream ends with the nurse saying I will get the surgery in a week and not to worry.

Anyway that was one strange dream!