Drooling or Melting or Staining the Sheet (Three Interconnected Dreams)...

Woke myself up from a nap, was having trouble seeing anything, was stepping on and bumping into stuff on my bedroom floor as I attempted to segue from my bedroom to my main room. Finally made it to the doorway leading into that main room and there was a deer standing in my main room. I gasped, stepped back into the bedroom, shut the door, and felt panic and uncertainty about what to do next. Thought about calling my mom, but was still having trouble seeing and figuring out how to use my phone. At some point, I finally realized I only THOUGHT I had woken myself up and was stuck in dream land and then made an effort to wake myself up again. Thought I had done so a second time (still had trouble seeing and confusion), then realized AGAIN, I was STILL in bed. I don't remember the details of the second dream state that well.

Then I made an effort to wake myself a THIRD time and this time when I'd woken myself up, I could see better (or I actually turned on the light) and was staring at my bed with confusion, because a light purple blanket was covering the bed and I'm someone who doesn't regularly make the bed let alone sleep on top of the covers. Then I internally worried that someone had somehow snuck into my home and made the bed for me and who knows what else. Then I slowly began to pull down the covers that I had apparently slept on top of and there was a dog treat (which looked like a Milk-Bone biscuit) near the top of my bed and it was wet as though something had been licking it. Mind you, I don't have a dog in my home in recent years. Then the dog biscuit started drooling or melting or staining the sheet.

Then I realized I STILL hadn't actually woken myself up and I started to worry that perhaps I was dying. It's not like I've never had times before where I thought I had woken myself up from a dream and then realized I hadn't, but it doesn't usually happen three times in a row, with three different variations. Then I finally DID manage to actually wake myself up. Unless I just THINK I'm typing this but am still in bed. This is part of the reason I don't frequently take naps.

On a side note, the dog treat under the covers kind of reminded me of a hotel that puts chocolates on the pillows. Except the dog treat was in my own home, on my own bed, underneath the covers, wet, drooly and if it had been left for me, I didn't know who had left it or why.

On another side note, the deer in my main room, after I was finally awake, caused me to think of the white horse in Twin Peaks. (I'm not going to analyze that right now, but I will say I'm not on any drugs, other than my seizure pill). Furthermore, when sitting in the passenger seat earlier today, I did see a dead deer in someone's front yard.

Temporarily Disconnected with Brain Space Invaders

I had a rather disturbing false awakened lucid dream. Maybe because I took a nap at a weird time (starting a little after 11:00 PM with my alarm set to get up at 12:30 AM - and before lying down, I thought there was a possibility my mom might call me before I got up, because sometimes she does call me in the midnight to 12:45 AM time frame).

I called my mom and she acted like it was an unexpectedly late time for me to be calling her. Then I felt confused because it's not uncommon for her to call me at that time. Then I realized I was still lying down and couldn't even remember the reason why I had called her. Then our phone call got randomly disconnected. Then I suddenly couldn't get my phone to work and could barely see anything on my phone. At first I was worried that my mom would freak out because I wasn't calling her back and wasn't answering if she was trying to call me back. It reminded me of times in the past, shortly before I had a seizure, when I couldn't see any of the fine print on my phone and couldn't seem to remember how to use it, because my brain became temporarily disconnected.

I repeatedly tried to use my phone (trying to call my mom, then trying to call Darryl) with no success, then I realized that part of the issue might be because every room in the house was dark and I couldn't see very well. But then, hardly any light in the house was working. It wasn't a power outage, because the kitchen light was on. But it was on with less than 1/4th the amount of light as usual and then when I started staring at it, I saw that the light fixture was haphazardly dangling from the ceiling and then it crashed down to the ground, shooting shards of glass across the floor, and since there was no light in the kitchen anymore, I had to stay away from there, so that I didn't step on glass. I could barely see my phone and it wasn't working regularly at all and it said SPAM and I thought it had been hacked.

No ceiling light I tried to turn on worked. I walked to the corner of my living room where I have a floor light, but not only was it also not working, but the lamp fixture had been removed. Something that looked like a broken balloon was dangling there. I started to worry that someone had invaded my home, but why and how, because it was full of snow outside. I thought about grabbing a flashlight, but they were in a drawer in my kitchen and I was worried I'd step on glass, but I had to take that risk, because I had no idea what was going on and could barely see. Then I heard someone open the side door of my garage, and thought maybe my parents had come over to check on me, because of my lack of response to their phone calls, they thought I'd had a seizure or maybe it was an invader.

Then I woke up, less than ten minutes before my alarm was set to go off, but during the whole dream, I hadn't even known it was a dream. I had thought I had made a semi-random phone call while still in bed, then had gotten up and been walking around in my own home in the dark, seeing error after error, feeling increasingly disconcerted that either my space had been invaded or something had gone awry with my own brain.