Thankfully, like all the best nightmares, it's a bit fuzzy already. The main gist of the nightmare was that Mo got sick for a few days. Sick enough to go to the hospital for a day or two. But, during that time she could not take any of the IVF injections or anything. So, when she got better we had to start all over again.
It was not pleasant.
I had another 'nightmare' too.
I worked at a zoo, in the 'giant amoeba pen'. The critters in there were like something out of a HP Lovecraft novel...only not evil or malicious. In fact "Betty", the 300 pound mass of blue/purple tubes and white/pink goo, was actually kinda sweet. At one point I thought she was going to eat me with a 6 foot blue tube-mouth of dull rubbery teeth, but then the senior amoeba keeper informed me that the big blue tube-mouth was actually more analogous to her eyes. Then he made a joke about her big blue eyes.
I don't remember the joke because I was getting out the way of "Sam", who looked like a scrub sponge the size of a VW bug and zipped around the pen like a two-year old on Redbull.
I woke up after that. It was weird. We went to Red Lobster last night for Mo's birthday...I blame the crab legs for last nights 'entertainment'.
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One day they're going to figure out why your brain works the way it does. I'm glad Betty had a name.
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