I was going to do the salt water ... but fell asleep and had a dream ...

Last night, I looked up and printed out Dr. Shevin's salt loading protocol and the One week salt water cleanse.

I had just taken a pain pill and fell asleep in my chair reading them.

For the past few weeks/months I keep dreaming about dying and making a will. I have a friend who interprets dreams and reads palms (that sort of stuff) and she said dreaming of death could very well mean death to the life I know it and a new life beginning ... not physical death. And that if my lifeline is correct, I'm going to live to be 100.

Well, last night I dreamed that the doctor said I had a few hours to live and surprisingly enough I was okay with it. Plus, I stood tall and thin and was all dressed up, even wearing makeup and was really happy overall. Struck me as strange, but I was accepting of it and acted like I was going to a party.

I remember in the dream, I had just taken a pain pill and was waiting to die when somebody came in and told me that I was to audition to sing in a special choir (not heavenly) and I thought - since I don't have much time, I'll just skip it.

I was in kind of a waiting room with chairs and a little table, but it wasn't like a waiting room to die. It was cheery as waiting rooms go. Some guy came in and said he was there to audition for the choir too. He had an air about him and acted kind of like he was famous, but not in an arrogant way, just confident, but I'd never seen or heard of him. Maybe a sports star and I don't really follow sports.

Just off the room, was a door with a tall skinny window ... like a window to a classroom. The choir director popped his head out and I could see in. There was a whole bunch of people (100's) sitting in what looked like a huge church choir loft. The choir director looked like Bum Phillips or like him - a fat, out of shape, football coach with a pot belly. He called for the guy to come audition and looked at me and said, "You're next, and I hear you have a fantastic voice." So I thought, well, why not audition? What have I got to lose?

The guy stood just inside the door so that I could see his head as he auditioned. It was a strange place to sing since he was to the side and back of most of the people in the room. And I could hear him and he was as good as Josh Groban. I thought, Wow! You just never know about people. Iniially, he didn't strike me as anything special, but he blew me away when he started singing. He finished, the choir director opened the door, motioned for me to come in ... and I woke up. I have no idea what any of that means - if it even means anything, but I wanted to share it since it was so vivid and probably in response to all the help I'd just gotten from you guys.


I appreciate all the input I've gotten. I'm OPing right now and when I finish this I'm going to do the salt loading protocol.

I'm still in a lot of pain and am dragging my leg like Quasimoto, but I'm so much more hopeful and in fact think maybe this has all been a huge gift and to be one more piece to the puzzle of getting well.

Things I had just accepted through the years as being beyond my control and unable to change seem possible now thanks to you guys. We're all in this together. You're helping me and in turn my experiences may help someone else.

I'll keep keeping you posted ... good and bad. Tweet