One more dream

While I'm talking about dreams, I thought that I would write another crazy dream I had last month.

I had been wanting to start exercising, but had been feeling too lousy and tired. One day, I started to get frustrated with myself, because even when I finally wasn't dehydrated, I was still so tired and out of breath, I could hardly do anything. I wondered if it was just in my mind, or maybe lack of will power.

That night I dreamed that I was working on my thesis, and several different professors I was working with me informed me that my blood work showed that I had cytopenia. Umm... okay. I had no idea what that meant. But it was so vivid that when I awoke, I looked it up. And sure enough, it was a word. It meant low blood count. Now, in nursing, we talk about subsets of cytopenia, like anemia or neutropenia, but I seriously don't remember ever using the word cytopenia, and neither did some other nurses I talked to. But as soon as I read the definition, it hit me, "of course! I'm just anemic! That's totally normal in pregnancy... especially because I had been too sick to keep down any prenatal vitamins.

So thanks to my dream, I made sure to take my prenatal vitamins and eat more iron, and have since started feeling better. Kind of cool, huh.

Dreams come true

I loved college. I loved going to classes. I loved learning. I loved BYU's campus. I loved the social life. If I could relive one part of my life, that would be it. So when I had 2 dreams in a row that I was back on campus, walking around, taking classes, I awoke both mornings feeling alive and excited to start my day. Which is saying something, since getting up means throwing up.

So after day 2, it suddenly hit me, "I CAN do that! I can go to BYU's education week!" When I realized that, I cried for 30 minutes (okay, I blame the tears on pregnancy hormones). Rob had mentioned going to Education Week earlier, but I didn't really take it seriously, because that would entail finding sitters. One of the last times I needed that for a work meeting, it took rotating my kids to 4 different homes, every 2 hours, and even then one person called me while I was at my work meeting to inform me that her kids were just diagnosed with strep. STRESSFUL! And that was only one day! So the chance of me finding sitters for several days sounded impossible. But after these dreams... the impossible was going to somehow be possible.

Well, miracle of miracles, here I am... 3 days into Education Week and loving it! I've been staying with my brother and his wife in Pleasant Grove so I don't have to commute very much. I have been going to classes 10-12 hours a day... basically until I am too exhausted to keep going. I've been to classes on parenting, several on spiritual topics, the middle east, organization, music, a charity organization in India, etc. It has been fantastic. I've also loved hanging out with my brother and his wife, and I'm going to visit my other brother and his fam. who just moved here from Chicago 2 days ago.

I'm living my week up. Already I have felt more love and faith and healing. Ideas to help me go back home and be a better parent and enjoy my life more. Ooh... God knew that I needed this!