When dreams enter my slumber, they are often extremely vivid and fairly weird. I used to make my former co-workers laugh with stories of the odd dreams I had about them the night before. Last night, my dreams were ruled by diabetes.
The first one was about blogging. To be honest, the raging case of Blog Block I'm currently cursed with has been on my mind a lot. I've been wanting to blog but can't think of a single topic worth the time you'd spend to read my post. So it didn't surprise me that blogging worked it's way into my dreams. In the dream, I had the perfect blog topic. I was going to reveal my deepest, darkest diabetes secret to you all. It would be hard. It would be a gut-wrenching post. But I was ready to take the plunge. Anyone who came across my post would be shocked by my confession, but I was going to lay it all out for the world to see. The topic? I have no idea. In the light of day, I really don't have a deep dark diabetes secret to reveal to you. I do know in the dream, I was going to talk about my non-compliant days. The time during college when I never tested my blood, when I ate whatever I wanted in the cafeteria, when I went to parties and drank the mystery punch with who knows what alcohol. But I know I've admitted that before. I don't really consider it a deep dark diabetes secret. I more consider it a rite of passage for those of us diagnosed at a young age.
My second diabetes dream last night was about a meet up with another D-OC member. Again, this dream came up short. We were on the phone making our plans. We would meet later that day, and we got our meeting time all squared away. Then I realized I had no idea WHERE we were meeting. Panic ensued. And the dream ended - long before I even set out to meet my friend. Quite a let-down, no?
And that's it. A couple of weird diabetes dreams. Neither of which gave me much to work with in the light of day. Once again, diabetes is just messing with me. At least I got a blog post out of it this time. I'd say that's a win for me!