That Was Disturbing...

This blog is also like a dream journal...I always have weird dreams and scary ones and sad ones so it can get interesting. I had a disturbing one last night...it wasn't the kind of scary where you think something is going to get you so you wake up thrashin the sheets. I also think eating before you go to bed can sometimes contribute to the strangeness of your dreams.
Here goes...

Okay, so Pastor Jason comes driving to my house in Pastor John's truck for some reason. Adn I answer the door and he comes in. He came to pick up my 1 year old brother Zion for some reason and was taking him to his house for the night. Weird. So, we're all standing in the kitchen and I'm leaning up against the counter. And then PJ has to go so Zion is covered with food and needs a change of clothes so I walk down the hall and am probably going to go get a face cloth to wipe him up and as soon as I walk into the bathroom I realize something is wrong. The tub is filled with water and it's almost at the top. My 5 year old brother, Eamon, I lying face up on the bottom of the tub. I don't think I've ever been that scared. Now that I think about I find it really strange that in my dream he is a lot smaller than usual and doesn't have very much hair like a baby. In fact he's just a bit bigger than my one year old brother in the dream but in dreams things like that seem normal. SO I jump into the tub because I don't know how else to get him out and my sister is standing there and I'm trying to say , "call 911" but the words won't come out. And I remember thinking, "not another bad thing that has to happen to me that will make me sad." so I jump out of the tub with Eamon in my arms and run into the kitchen and I'm yellling CALL 911, CALL 911. Adn my mom just turns around and smiles like she thinks I"m joking but then I don't see her next reaction when she sees something REALLY is wrong b/c I'm down on the floor with Eamon. And I went straight into the ABC's (airway, breathing, circulation) even in my dream all my lifeguard training flooded into my brain. The whole time he was making these little sounds like something wanted to come out inside of him. Then I remember trying to put breaths into his mouth but they wouldn't go in because he kept sliding all over the floor. He was this yellowish colour like he had been underwater to long and he had a tinge of blue around his lips. The thing is you're supposed to use a mask so you don't get germs but THIS is my brother! and I didn't think a second of doing that. It didn't matter. ALl that mattered was that he live. So I yelled at mysister to go get a towel......and then I woke up. But it was HORRIBLE! Anyways....a glimpse into the mind of Leah.

Until next time...