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Every once in a while, especially when I get the chance to sleep in like this morning, I have some very messed up dreams. This one was particularly messed up! First thing as I got up from the dream this morning I wanted to write about it though now it's hours later and some details are a bit fuzzy.
I'm a high anxiety person and my dreams are very often anxiety dreams. The end of this dream was definitely an anxiety dream! This is what happens when you work nine days in a row!!!!
The dream started out at the pharmacy. A customer came up with a prescription for 325 mg enteric coated aspirin once daily. (EC-ASA 325 mg po qd). Upon rx verificaiton, my DUR screen came up and I realized the patient had a salicylate allergy. This, in turn, caused me to delay dispensing the medication. The patient needed it right away. I was determined to find the doctor to call for a replacement. Normally this is just a matter of phone tag, but in the dream, it was a Friday evening and I left the pharmacy to find the answer.
I arrived at a convention center. It was part MPLS convention center, part race track, and part Milkwaukee Art Museum in its architecture. I went up the stairs and sat down in a stadium watching an air show. Most of the spectators were outside, very few people were inside which was strange considering how much warmer it was inside the building. It was like some best kept secret.
I left the stadium, going down an elevator. My cousin and her husband were there and now the place was more like a gigantic night club/lounge full of little rooms with neato lighting. So she and her husband were sitting on this cushy sofa and I began drinking wine with them. We started to watch a video and guess who was in the video? Jennifer! (fellow blogger). As mentioned in Jennifer's blog, she came by the pharmacy the other day to visit. But in the dream, her hair was shorter. She was doing this sort of comedy show with her husband (whom I've never met but just made up some image in my dream). The three of us were laughing at the show and the parodies.
I left the room and walked into another room where there were two physicians in their white coats, wriitng up charts and definitely not wanting to be bothered. I came up to the one who wrote the prescription for the patient and asked for a replacement. He said, "give him some thistle instead." I walked away nodding my head. But I started to question his reponse. Milk thistle or blessed thistle? How will this thin the blood? How many drops? How many times per day? How long?
Suddenly I realized that I'M SUPPOSED TO BE AT WORK!!! HOLY CRAP! NOBODY IS IN THE PHARMACY! HOW ARE PATIENTS SUPPOSED TO PICK UP THEIR MEDS?? I'VE GOT TO GET BACK!
I charge up the elevator to a parking garage. Most people had already left whatever convention was going on but there were still tons of cars trying to get out of the lot. I was frantically trying to come up with some excuse as to why I wasn't at work to man the pharmacy. I ran in a hurry to my vehicle which was parked a little corner of the garage. There was this big famly with small children standing around my car since they owned the car next to me. It was a white family but they had an adopted asian daughter. Why this family was not getting into the car or moving family members away from my vehicle as I'm about to drive off, I don't know. All I know is that I turned on the engine. Although my foot was on the break the car went into reverse and the four year old Asian girl under my car was playing against my tire. I felt a bump and immediately turned off my car and ran out to see what happened. The little girl was crying, but there was no blood. The family was standing around in horror. I screamed, "Oh my God, Call 911!" It was one of those moments where you want to run away but know that that would just make things worse. We started to carry the little girl toward an entrance and here I am thinking, "well, now I have a legitimate work excuse..."
And then I woke up. Boy was I glad to know that I didn't run over a four year old girl!
I welcome any dream interpretations.
So, back to the diet. I'm not going to go in order because that's just not going to happen. I'll write what comes to mind.
This morning I woke up and went to the lobby of my bldg. A local grocery delivery company set up free breakfast for the residents. I had a cup of coffee, some strawberries and pineapple, and being naughty, had a mini cinnabun and half a bagel which I took back to my place and dipped in olive oil from last night. I also grabbed a grape juice which I plan to drink later on today.
Leads me to last night....
Got off work and dropped by INtelligent Nutrients. Drank a shot of wheatgrass. The guy running the place knew I was serious about my wheatgrass. I put it up to the sunlight before I drank it to activate the chlorophyll and then swished it around my mouth before I swallowed. I also had an "aquatonic", basically juice with seltzer water. I requested lemon and pineapple juice. He also put some herbal elixir in it, this one was a combo of milk thistle and dandelion.
Went to ToKalon for a quick 20 min chair massage. Needed it!
Proceeded to Figlio's and ordered their heirloom insalata caprese to go after eyeing their ad for heirlooms with my mouth watering for the past month. I hate to say it, but it was a disappointment. The tomatoes just weren't all that good. Much better at Le Sofitel two weeks ago. But the mozarella and basil were nice.
They also gave me some bread which I probably should have skipped but decided to eat anyway as I watched the Olympics. Also at some dark chocolate turtles from Maud Borup's for dessert.
Sunday was by far my favorite food day. Work was horrible that day. One tech failed to show up. I was physcially exhausted by the time my shift was over. Over the course of that eight hours I took five minutes out of my day to eat a mixed green salad with a very nice vinegar-free dressing made by Annie's. It's the green garlic one. Only questionable ingredient in the entire bottle is the Xantham Gum.
After work I went to an indian restaurant (The Taj). Had a much needed glass of merlot with Saag Paneer (spinach and paneer cheese) and jasmine rice. The waitstaff was very nice. Server kept saying, "God Bless You" as I completed the bill/transaction. It felt good to hear that.
That was such a nice meal. Plenty of leftovers for the next day, too!
More food talk on the way, but for now it's time to log off.
Oh, yes, and here is my favorite coffee drink as of late (from the Wedge): maple soy latte. Yum!