dreaming in the new year....

ok, so......i remember sitting up in a hospital bed...set up in my old bedroom in mt. g., ohio....and there was a nurse getting ready to start an i.v....to give me chemotherapy.....and sitting on the edge of my bed was my late sister-in-law...the one who died of multiple cancers....but she did not speak to me.....she was just there.....and also in the room was t. smith....who was my boss for years and years when i worked at the hospital....and he was sitting on a stool, with a felt dress-hat in his hands.......and he did not speak, either......the only person who spoke was the nurse, who told me that the medicine would go through the i.v. first, and then i would take a 30 minute nap...because the sleeping medicine would last only that long...and then i would wake up and i would feel refreshed.....and i had on a bracelet that listed the 30 minute nap...and the time for it, just like the nurse said......and later on in the dream i was on a train......in israel....on our way to bethlehem...with the i.v. catheter still in my wrist, held on by tape....and my family bolted from the train...so i was in the market place in bethlehem by myself trying to take pictures of street food vendors.....only i had my mother's camera which is very sensitive to shaking hands.....and every picture was fuzzy......and i was worried i would not be able to find the address of our hotel because the streets peeling off the market area were unmarked......

gentle readers.....this dream was weird beyond my usual dreamscapes....no idea what was wrong with my health, and why i was back on in my old bedroom, or why i was in israel and my family chose to abandon me.....but i write this down in case it all becomes clear to me later on.......but i do know this....if i really thought i was dying i'd be in paris, not in the middle east.......