I was in my first hospital for the removal of my AVM, and as you could imagine I was really
out of it. I have no memories at all of that time or place except for this dream. This was from a literal dream I had back in those days at my second hospital.
I was there, and my day nurse came to talk to me. I was being sent to another hospital where
I could continue improving since my painful 8 hour operation. She packed my few belongings, and
cried for me because I had suffered so much pain there. Then I was brought to the ambulance for
the transfer. The nurse was in my dream, but in it I never saw her face, or heard her name. Was she
a real person I dreamed of, or was she someone I made up to be in my dream? I will never know.
Then I was amazed to be brought to my ambulance. To me it was huge. All that to transfer me?
I was impressed. Then I arrived at my second hospital in another state. I continued to slowly improve
and to remember more. My wife would visit me there every few days.
I was surprised when I was one day released to go back home, and my wife picked me up in her car.
I had never been promised that I would ever see my home again, and I was very happy. I got to see my two nearly grown children, and our two dogs. My improvements multiplied quickly once I was home.