The last week, my dreams have ALL been nightmares. The creeeeeepy kind that you wake up screaming from. They are so vivid and just totally messed up. Here are a few of them:
Dream #1: Jack Black tried to stab me multiple times. I was trying to protect my sister who had told him his baby was ugly. Apparently that's his soft spot, because he was very angry.
Dream #2: While spelunking in caves, my family and I stumbled into Satan himself. Enough said [I don't even want to go into the details on this one].
Dream #3: I found a creepy old man in my bed, with his cold clammy hand reaching for my throat.
As you can imagine, I haven't been sleeping very well.
The only thing that has changed in my life since I started having these dreams is new medication. I started taking Beta Blockers [to slow down my heart], because I went up a dose in my thyroid pills [which make my heart race faster than it already does]. Could they be the cause of bad dreams? I'll have to google it.
So I'm really tired. And worn out. And I'm really ready for Thanksgiving break.
Sorry, this has been an unhappy post. Here are some photos I just found on my computer that made my day a lot brighter. My beautiful little sisters [who I would take a stabbing for]:
And here's a cute one, so you can reference what they actually look like :
I miss you two twinners.
Happy Tuesday :}