I keep telling Adam about my dreams & he says I should write them down, so here's last night's.
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I'm driving along in my truck with Choccie, my dog, in the cabin with me doing her best to sing along to the music. I'm not sure who's singing is worse, mine or hers.
Suddenly a car appears from over the hill on my side of the road, going far too fast for me to stop before we collide. There's loud noise then nothing.
When I open my eyes lots of emergency services staff are milling around. Someone in high vis brings Adam over to me in the back of what I determine to be a police car. I'm really, REALLY excited & pleased to see him so jump up & hug him & give him kisses. For a second I feel like he seems bigger, everyone seems big & intimidating...& louder, like I can hear EVERYTHING. The thought is interrupted when I overhear a paramedic saying "we need to get her to hospital right now if she's going to pull through". The comment seems odd because I feel fine other than being a bit achy & bruised & I was sure the person in the car that hit me was a man.
Adam puts me in his car & drives us away, all the time in tears telling me she's going to be ok & we'll see her soon. It hits me that Choccie isnt there & I feel hugely anxious, realising the paramedic must have been talking about her. We pull up at the hospital & I wonder why we're here when my poor pooch is fighting for her life, I don't need any silly tests, I need to be with her!
Adam pulls me out of the car & we run over to the ambulance that got there seconds before us, we reach it just as the trolley has been pulled out & we follow it into the hospital. It's a huge place, bigger than any hospital I've been to, & the smell is totally overpowering, making me feel sick. A doctor shouts at Adam, telling him he has to get the dog out now! I'm confused, what dog? She's not with us. Adam explains to the doctor that I'll want to see her but the doctor is having none of it. Where's my dog? Why have I not seen her yet? A flustered Adam takes a look back towards the trolley, which I copy as he shuffles me back outside.
I'm sure that was ME on the trolley, I realise as shock & confusion hit me once again. Adam ties me to a post outside & scratches me roughly behind the ears. "Sorry Choccie, you can't see Donna in there, they won't let you in. She's gonna be fine, you'll see." With a pat on the back he tells me to be a good girl & dashes back into the hospital.
