whiski_sour | A break in the action

Taking a break from writing and overhauling to bring you two completely random things.

First of all...one of the churches here in town became a "drive-thru". Evidently someone went into a diabetic shock of sorts, drove off the highway, through a gully, across a field, through a parking lot, side swiped the pastor's car, and ran straight into the church. Apparently, suffering from low blood sugar makes you kinda goofy. As he's sitting in his truck in the middle of a room in the church, all that's registering is that he doesn't know where he is and he's stuck. So he's putting the truck into drive and reverse trying to get out. The whole place filled with smoke from him burning his tires up. He'd actually burnt through the linoleum and was starting to eat up the concrete. The pastor went to help him and had to break his window to get the truck into park and get the guy out because he was so confused, he couldn't figure out how to work the door.

And, that's the reason why my dad didn't get off work at 10 AM like he was planning to.

Now, for those of you interested...a really disturbing and sad dream I had last night.

In the dream, I saw on the tv that it was a sad day at the hospital because one of their babies had died. And, suddenly, I was holding that baby. It was like, I was reliving it I guess because the whole time I knew this baby was going to die. The baby was adorable. Blonde hair and blue eyes. And, she cried if anyone else but me held her. Because she was so sick I had to hold her a certain way.

Suddenly the baby's temp shot up. It was like 110 (which I know is just ridiculous, but hello! Dream!). And, I was practically panicking trying to get someone to help me get it down. I ended up getting into a bath tub of water with her, trying to cool her off. The whole time I just kept saying "She's burning up, she's burning up". And, the baby would go quiet and her eyes would close and I'd panic and shake her gently and rub her tummy to get her to respond so I knew she was still alive.

By this point in the dream, I'm crying because nothing's working. Then a nurse comes in and takes the baby away, saying they're taking her to a different hospital. And, I'm sitting in this tub of water crying because I know she's going to die and I can't fix it. That's when I woke up.

It was a really gutwrenching dream.

I'm gonna stop spamming my journal. My anniversary is over.

Gee, my lollipop is gay.