So the last night in the hospital had me sleeping on the floor on my MIL’s yoga mat like I did the first night. A nice rounding of the experience don’t you think? To finish sort of where you started.
But all week I’d been having these weird dreams in which I put the boys in an alternative school setting that smacked of some sort of religious cult.
Anyway, that last night, on the fucking yoga mat, I had a dream featuring me and the female principal of this school getting it on in a (EMPTY) classroom.
I woke up having you.know.whatted. IN A COMPLETE STATE because I’d you know, you.know.whatted IN MY SLEEP. ON THE FLOOR. IN A WARD WITH FOUR ADOLESCENT BOYS AND their MOTHERS.
Goodness knows if I was making inappropriate noises.
OH THE HORROR.
As if I needed any further proof my brain is completed fucked*.