These Dreams.


After my second shoulder surgery I went through a period of time where the pain medication I was on made me hear voices (Dianna Degarmo) and have some really strange dreams.


This week I am on a 5-day regimen of prednisone to try to settle my pain from a herniated disk. It’s been causing sleep problems. Last night, however, I had a really fascinating dream – perhaps induced by the medication. I found myself staying at a friend’s house. As I was getting ready for bed another houseguest, a young child, came over and started to talk to me. I didn’t know who she was but she knew everything about me. She was bright and articulate- a very interesting little girl.


The next evening I met another houseguest, an older woman who also knew everything about me. I was getting upset that everyone knew so much about me. Later in the middle of the night there were a whole group of houseguests and they were all actors performing some sort of play. I learned that they were all spirits that were trapped in the grand piano and each evening they appeared and played their parts.

Now is that strange or what. That basic idea could make a twilight zone episode. When I described my dream to Penny she said it was a good thing I grew up before drugs were popular. She thinks I might have liked the dreams I had from them too much.