Here's another picture of me from the Fourth of July enjoying some tasty watermelon. I'm all decked out in my patriotic bandanna that Brian and Gail so thoughtfully bought for me to wear on the holiday.
I had a crazy night last night with lots of hot flashes and wacky dreams. My dreams from April and May were mostly dark, sad dreams that seemed to be what I thought about as I was sleeping and wishing this terrible disease had never happened to me. Last night I noticed that my dreams aren't quite as dark and I'm relieved and happy to see that I can have some decent dreams now. I dreamed that my brother and I were at the grocery store together and we we were mad at each other for some stupid reason. At one point we were chasing each other down the aisle and I got hit in the back. I thought he threw something at me and woke up only to find that it was Mike! He rolled over in his sleep and elbowed me in the back - youch! I thought about the dream with my brother and that's when I realized that it was just a crazy dream and not dark or scary or sad. I felt relief in knowing that maybe my subconscious mind is starting to tear away from some of the dark thoughts. I really thought I'd never experience a "light" dream again and last night gave me hope.