"Sam"

Part A:
I am in a certain friend's apartment, lets just call him Sam. We are hanging out and he is standing in the kitchen looking at some mail. He is very quiet and has a strange look. I look at him and pull him towards me. "What's wrong Sam?" He smiles, but there is sadness in his eyes. He says: "Well screw it, I might as well tell you. I just got a letter that says I have stage 3 of some type of cancer." My heart jumps and tears are instantly at my eyes. He looks at me and smiles again. He says: "Maren I can't have your tears too." I weakly smile and while using my red blanket I go and wrap him in a blanket hug. His arms hang at his side.

Part B:
So I realize that the first part of this dream wasn't for real. Now we are going to a Twins game with his roommate too. We go to the game and have a great time. On the way home, I am driving and his roommate is in the back seat acting like a happy go lucky kid. We are getting close to their apartment and Sam turns to me and said that he had a really good time. He leans in to kiss me and then pulls away at the last second. I look at him with a funny look and he laughs, I don't want you to crash! More happens, but lets keep that a secret.

Mini Baby

I am very pregnant and on the way to my baby's baptism. Obviously this makes no sense, but hey it is a dream. As I am walking through the church a woman asks me if I am excited for the baptism. I look at her and say: "I am still pregnant!" She looks confused and mumbles she didn't realize. Whatever.

Suddenly I have my baby in my arms, but it is a very very small mini baby. I am a proud mother, but I end up dropping my baby and it bounces as it hits the floor. Sad, but I sneakily I pick it up and no one notices. HMMM.

Leg Ampulation/Replacement?

It is just another day at school. I arrive and start getting my things ready and a administrator tells me it is time for my emergency surgery. I am like what? Then they run into explaining all the details of how my right leg needs to be "changed" or I could die. I look down at it and it suddenly doesn't look right.

They take me into surgery and explain that it won't hurt at all. I won't need any anesthesia and I should be able to get right back to teaching. I run back to my kids and tell them to read or color why I am gone. I run back to the room and jump into my hospital gown and then lay on the bed face down.

I wait for my first doctor to come and I feel him begin to cut the skin on my leg. Strangely it doesn't hurt at all. Suddenly he is done and I hear a new doctor come in to take the rest of my leg. At one point I realize that my whole leg is gone, but I can still feel my toes. So I guess that means that I had a fathom limb?

My leg finally gets put on and I sit up. There are no doctors anywhere and I am confused if I am done. I wait and wait and finally decide to see if my wild 2nd graders are under control. Walking on my new leg feels different, but oddly it isn't that bad. Yea for my new leg!