A dream I had…

This was last week after going to get my ultrasound on Friday…

I dreamed that I developed cancer of the gallbladder and had to have surgery to have it removed.  It turned out to benign, so that was fortunate…. while this seems like a tragic story.  No dream involving cancer is necessarily good, but this one has a happy ending.

Though I was in the hospital and required surgery, I was overwhelmed with the support of my friends.  It seemed that when I awoke from the surgery, everybody was there.  Kevin, Jennifer, Jason, Justine (my manager), Jeremy (my former manager), and even Kate came up from Florida to see me.  You might be wondering where my family is during all of this… my Mom doesn’t really travel anymore due to her medical conditions (though, I am certain under these circumstances she would find a way…).

Even though, I was restricted to a hospital bed for many days, I was actually overjoyed by the love I felt from my friends who came to visit even when it might have been a hardship to do so.

I am not sure what the meaning of the dream was… that I fear getting cancer or that I was having another one of my “i love my friends” moments…

Of course, with the cancer being benign, there was no worry of it spreading.  And I left the hospital with my friends walking beside me… (in my wheelchair!)… and through all of the trauma, I felt great as I was leaving…