I had a dream the other night. I dreamt that Mom and I were out walking.
I saw a huge yellow house with a 4 floor attached apt. building (like a
giant garage apartment) attached to it. We went towards it...turns out it
was for sale. The owners lived in the house, a huge open area. They were
moving, and they house was for sale for 400, 000 dollars. Mom was worried
about the cost, it was much more than the cost of our house, just a few
blocks away. However, I asked about the apartments...turns out there were
4 floors of renters, and the extra money they brought in made the house
Then we went to tour the apts. Mom and I were inpressed. The apts. were
just as spacious as the house! HUGE ROOMS! Tree times as big as the
garage apt. I live in now! We both liked the house. We were invited to
spend the night there to see what we thought...
So, still in our street clothes (we never went back home in this dream) we
were getting ready for bed. Mom and I had to share a room...
Mom said something about cutting off my toes....see, I have what is called
a "webbed" toe, actually, one on each foot. It's were two toes (mine are
both sep.) join slightly higher than the other toes...it'ls like a
small webbing between these toes. Anyway, Mom told me something bout
cutting off the more prominent of the webbed toes. I took her seriously,
got a big pair of scissors, and began to cut. I cut through one toe, and
started the other. The one toe was still attached to my foot b/c of the
webbing between the toes. It's like i was cutting around the entire two
toes and webbing....I stopped cutting. It didn't hurt, there was no
blood. Mom came by and saw me...she didn't see the scissors....or see me
cut my own toes. She panicked. We had to go to the emergency room NOW
she said. I didn't understand what was wrong. I mean, no pain, no
blood....but, I didn't tell her *I* cut my toes, nor that I took her
seriously. It was then I realized she was joking.
We were driving in the car, it was grey and raining out. On the way to
the ER (which seemed to be a ways out from where we were) I felt my heel
start to hurt. I looked at my foot. T eh skin beneath the heel had peeled
back, like a flap. NO blood, again, but I could see the bone (almost as
if my calf bones were poles, and I was looking at the end of the poles) I
saw the pink tissue of muscle, too. AND IT HURT> I began to panic then.
WE got to the ER an my foot really hurt. Mom and I were frantically
trying to sign in before another family came in (we were outracing
them...)...but the sign in sheet was not readily evident. I found it
first and began to sign in. IF I didn't we'd have to wait in line, until
after this family went first.
That's all I remember. Any ideas? I know this really hurt! It was a
sickening feeling, esp. when the heel of my foot peeled off...and was
blowing like a flap in the breeze!
Thanks for the help.