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Posted by Jay_Bravest_Face on September 4, 2007, at 23:50:03
I keep on having this same type of horrid dream...and it is so vivid, I hate it! I am usually in a valley or in mountains, and all around me is strewn the wreckage of airline crashes. I try to save people, but it is just so horrible, carnage all around me, and I can't get anywhere. Last night in my dream, I tried to save a person who was my Mom, and she died. (In the nightmare only of course.) I am trying REM suppressing benzos and such, but still have been running low the past few days. No wonder I don't want to sleep at night. Anybody else have these kind of problems regularly?
Jay
Posted by Phillipa on September 5, 2007, at 22:42:34
In reply to Nightmares....anyone relate?, posted by Jay_Bravest_Face on September 4, 2007, at 23:50:03
Me last night in a nightmare I killed my little pup with too much synthroid . Since mine has been off and I feel I've been neglecting my pup figure that was the reason. At other times still nursing and can't find my patients to give them meds running and running and never find them. Definitely think it's stess. Phillipa
Posted by Racer on September 7, 2007, at 1:50:26
In reply to Nightmares....anyone relate?, posted by Jay_Bravest_Face on September 4, 2007, at 23:50:03
I used to have a recurring theme to my nightmares -- they were all in German. It may not sound as frightening as it really was, but the dream would end in me not being able to come up with the word, or the form of a word, or the proper phrasing. It doesn't sound like anything much, does it? And I used to wake up shaking, hyperventilating, sweating, and just generally in quite a state.
Now they've changed. Mostly my nightmares now are about pdocs I've seen in the past few years. How's that for a thought? Psychiatrists and therapists who leave patients with nightmares years later? I don't think that's the way it's supposed to be...
Mostly, now, they're nightmares of not being heard. The latest was a pdoc I saw for about a year, and we were in a large group, sitting down for dinner at someone's house. Just some sort of big gathering, not the good tablecloth, just a big group all eating together. Whatever was for dinner did not look edible to me -- I'm a very picky eater -- and I only took salad. This pdoc told me to eat some of this other thing, I said, "no, thank you, I'm fine." He pressed me to take some, because I needed to eat more, and I said, "no, thank you -- I'm really not very hungry, and this will be fine." And he still wouldn't stop. Finally, he dumped some of this food onto my plate -- and it touched my salad, so I had to throw that away, too, and there was no more salad. (The dish was saucy, casserole-y, so it got all over my salad. That wasn't a "oooh! broccoli touches chicken -- must throw both away!")
That's a theme of my life, not being listened to, and suffering because someone else wouldn't bother to listen.
That dream started up another time, when I was not quite asleep -- you know how that can happen? -- and I tried responding to him. You know, saying what would be healthy to say. (In this case, it was something like, "Actually, I was trying to be polite. I don't care for whatever that is, and rather than make a big deal about it, I just said I wasn't very hungry. Now I will be hungry, since there is nothing left I will eat. Maybe if you really want to help, you could try LISTENING!") That didn't help much, though.
Anyway, I'm rambling now, but I just wanted you to know that yes, I can relate. I have horrible nightmares with some frequency.
I hope you get over yours soon, and have pleasant dreams.
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