Yes! I had a strange dream this month, July 08. I dreamt I woke up in the hospital after some serious plastic surgery (something I haven’t really concerned in the least). During my recovery in the hospital I had all these nurses stopping by, reminding me not to touch the bandages, which were apparently all over my body, face, legs.

Time in the dream speed up and I was being released. I remember being placed in a wheel chair and going out to a car with my friends. Apparently I choose a hospital out of STATE and we were now going to be making our way back to our home state (Colorado to Washington).

During the way back to our home state, we stopped at some odd little taco stand by the highway. While there I meet a former colleague, she was talking about medical stuff. I guess she was trying to relate a medical story?

Then right before the dream ended, I remember looking down below the taco stand at the river that was running alongside. I can recall quite clearly, counting the number of salmon in the river. I thought to myself, oh, the salmon are starting to run again and feeling happy. Then I woke up.

What makes this soo strange is:

I have not considered medical surgery of any kind, let alone plastic surgery. Yuck.

Counting the fish in the river? Where I live, there are no wild salmon streams, plus I don’t like to eat salmon. So why was counting so important?

I told a friend of mine recently, this gal has known me for decades. When I told her, her immediate reaction was “WHAT? You don’t like surgery, and you look just fine, why would you dream about that?” LOL