dream on

so again the theme of strange dreams comes into play.
you never know when crazy dreams will happen, but one made an appearance this afternoon:

i was sitting at a desk, working on schoolwork. the fact that i was sitting at a desk was weird enough.
but anyway, i had a headache, so i nonchalantly take a pill with some water and get back to work. i suppose i assumed it was asprin or something along those lines, but i ended up being allergic to the medicine.

i was in some building on campus, and looked up to ask someone a question regarding whatever i was working on.
but then i realized i couldn't. because my lips had SWELLED UP so much. i literally was incapable of speaking out loud.

so i start to panic. and who is right by my side? my co love chrissie, of course.
she looks at me while i'm madly pointing to my painfully obvious problem. then she grabs my hand and leads me down some stairs, knowing exactly where she's going.

we enter a room a few flights down that has two doctors in it. how convenient, right? but they seem kind of sketchy, so i was hesitant to let them help me. one of the doctors has an unusually large shot in his hand, and says if they inject it into my lips, the swelling will go down. but the jumbo shot in movies doesn't usually signal something good.

but i can't protest with words, only a sort of muffled wail through my freakish-looking face. so i write down on a piece of paper, "NO SHOT" and show it to chrissie.

the doctor then tells me that the swelling will just keep increasing, and the pressure will spread to other parts of my face, first starting with my nose. he informed me that my nose would break from this pressure.

i then REALLY panic because i realize that my nose is starting to hurt. and i did NOT want a broken nose. i frantically write that they can give me the shot.

...and then i woke up.
i usually try to analyze what they mean when i wake up, but so far i have no guesses on that one.