Sweet Jesus
Nov. 28th, 2005 11:54 amMy menstrual cramps were so bad last night that I dreamt I was in labor. No frakking joke. I remember lying in the hospital bed with my someone next to me, perhaps the guy who'd knocked me up although I can't recall the face at the moment, and I was getting pissed because the "contractions" were coming relatively infrequently so I knew I wasn't dilating much. I ended up getting up and walking around the hospital with the irrational fear in the back of my head that I'd suddenly dilate the full 10cm and my baby would plop his/her way out on the nicely polished marble floor. Things fastforwarded to the delivery where I was freaking out about "pushing through the tearing" [ladies will know what I'm talking about, the gents can think about what's coming out from where and figure things out...don't you wish you could have babies now?] and then, I had a baby. A baby girl. A precocious talking baby girl whom I fed with a sippy cup. Yeah.
No more OB studying for me, I tell you what.
No more OB studying for me, I tell you what.
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Date: 2005-11-28 05:14 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-28 05:58 pm (UTC)Those kind of dreams are so weird. When I was a kid, well, a teenager, I had pregnancy dreams all the time, but it felt like I was pushing my stomach out really far. I was honestly surprised that it didn't feel at all like that when I actually was pregnant.
By the way, Grey's Anatomy is my new favorite show. Do you medical types really have that much sex in hospitals? So un-hygenic!
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Date: 2005-11-28 08:35 pm (UTC)I hope I don't have a dream like that. Freakay!
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Date: 2005-11-29 01:36 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:07 am (UTC)The Freudian in you needs to go back to lusting after his mother.
The night before I remember thinking about how much the episiotomy stuff freaked me out, and I recall my friend telling me how *her* friend tore from V to A. Then - cue dream.
Or maybe you're right. Eh.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:09 am (UTC)Why JUST the other day...
Yeah. I'm pretty sure sexin' when you're supposed to be saving lives is a no-no.
Ooooh, real life "pushing through the tearing" is so fun! So fun you might require 17 stitches afterwards! TMI, I know, but it's my badge of honor. Hee.
I love how the lil' angel herself is looking mighty contrite in your icon choice. *grin* Aww.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:13 am (UTC)And...God, I so didn't mean to type so much detail there. I hope I was vague enough that you'll not run screaming from the keyboard.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:14 am (UTC)Just dude.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:15 am (UTC)I totally forgot you work in an OB/GYN office. Let's hope you aren't forced to assist in an impromptu delivery.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:16 am (UTC)Hmph. Some guys.
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Date: 2005-11-30 05:21 am (UTC)I thought that was a nice bit of too much information.
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Date: 2005-11-30 05:38 am (UTC)Now, what would Freud say about that? Hmm. I know what he'd say: "Yummy! Tootsie Rolls!" Because that's just the sort of man he was.
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Date: 2005-11-30 05:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-30 05:41 am (UTC)Re: My dear...
Date: 2005-11-30 12:01 pm (UTC)I once did a play in front of a big audience about the Oedipal complex. It was done with sock puppets. It did quite well. I told my fellow players, "Of course, there are only a few universal truths in the world and one is that sock puppets are funny."
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