I am the sexy thing

So, today I had my wisdom teeth taken out. Not too bad, really. It felt a little weird to have heart monitors and blood pressure cuffs on in such a clinical setting. The needle for the IV was not too bad (It was in my arm and not my hand, thankfully)

To pass my way onto sleep I asked, “So does anyone see things?” The Dr. replied, “Well, often the ceiling appears to be moving.” And I looked up, and sure enough, my chair was moving backwards into the room.

Then I asked, “So how do you know when I’m asleep?” The Dr. chuckled and said, “Well your eyes will close and you’ll be snoring.” I replied, “No, I meant do you watch the heart monitor?” And that was the end of the conversation.

Then I was in a darkened room at a long table with 15 men dressed in black robes, hoods drawn, in front of black placemats. I was immediately left of the head of the low end of the table and I had an orange robe and an orange placemat. We were just about to eat, when someone pulled back my chair.

And then I was looking at the ceiling of the waiting area. A had a few more little dreams, like I was on top of the Ghostbusters building where Gozer was and I found a tray with a set of empty wineglasses. There might have been 15 of those too, for all I know.

Then I had a dream I was eating a truffle with a chocolate spider web on it, until I realized I was chewing my gauze. The nurse brought back Leif to drive me home and I asked, “So did I say anything?”

“Oh yes,” said the nurse. “You said, ‘I am the sexy thing.'” I guess I must have a good opinion of myself!

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

3 thoughts on “I am the sexy thing”

  1. Iain is a “sexy thing”?
    Maybe with the hair?

    Looks like you were hungry, lots of food referances.
    Placemants, Tables, Wine Glasses, Truffles, and the Staypuff Marshmellow Man.

    Maybe you were a hungry things.

    We all know you are a sexy thang. 🙂
    well maybe not Iain, but he is your bro.

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