non-lucid

So I was away from the internet for about a week but still wrote down my DJs, I'll post a few tonight and a few tomorrow so I don't spam the page

I am standing near a tree on grassy rolling hills. When I do certain actions a bunch of stars are other designs fly at me from above, in one color. The color and shapes change every time I do an action. Eventually a unicorn also pops up with the colors, and he always seems angry and tries to attack me.

I am on another planet with a group up other people, trying to find a spaceship to leave. It is a desert planet, and we are inside open sand colored stone structures. I can see large ships jutting up above the walls a few rooms away. They are in a large open area that looks like it could be used for a scrapyard if needed. My expedition is in an arena-type room behind me, and I am standing in a hallway lined with pillars. From a view up ahead I get a closeup on shark people walking down the hall towards me. I figure that they must be the planet's inhabitants. They are large, awkward looking, dress in purple cult robes and move pretty slowly. I climb up a pillar that is right next to the arena and suspend myself in the air by pushing against the pillar and the room-dividing wall. The shark people seem to be hostile and slowly walk beneath me and confront the expedition. They are asking for some kind of code. I realize that along this hallway there are small storage rooms numbered from 1 to about 20, and that they are asking for the correct room number. I know the code and am also hiding at the pillar next to it, room 16. In an effort to distract them from my people, I call out that it is room 16. The shark people see me and slowly walk towards me and the room, but I jump over to another pillar. I have also changed the code from 16 to 4 using just my mind. Without finding out what they need it for, the dream ends.

I have lost my guitar picks... until last night! all i remember from my dreams is finding them and becoming super excited. not until i woke up did i realize that they were still lost :'(

My mother and I were moving the last of our moving boxes into the new house, which was much larger than the old one. Comparatively, we were moving from a shack to a mansion practically. There were many rooms, so many that I thought I might get lost in there somewhere, and there were two bedrooms that I particularly liked. The entire house was furnished, and all of the furniture was very nice, but the beds in those two bedrooms were particularly nice and comfortable. I was thinking I might not move my waterbed right in, I might try sleeping on a standard bed for a while, and one of those would be just the bed to try it on. So I chose the larger of the two rooms, both of them had their own bathroom, and I moved my boxes in there.

My mother came in to see the room I had selected, and she said it was very nice. I was going to take a shower or a bath, not sure which, maybe a bath because the tub was so big I could swim in it… but when I turned the water on there was a lot of disgusting brown stuff coming out that I certainly didn't want to bathe in, the stuff smelled like raw sewage… yuck… so much for the bath or shower. I went into the bedroom and was going to get ready for bed, I sat down on the bed to see how it felt… and the bed collapsed. Now I know there is no way I am that fat! I might be a bit over weight, but not enough to break a bed! I turned on one of the lights so I could get a better look under the bed at what might have broken, but as soon as I flipped the switch there was a spark and the light went out, not only that, but the spark set the bed sheets on fire… My mom came in with a fire extinguisher and put out the flames.

Ok, maybe this room wasn't the best choice… did we actually dare stay the night in any of these rooms? My mother said her room was fine, so I went to the room that was my second choice and checked that one out. I was able to run water in the tub and found out it looked clean, the bed supported my weight, and there were no sparks when I turned on the light. That was a good start, so I sat down on the bed and looked around at the furnished room. There was a strange book there, it looked pretty old, so I decided to take a look at it. I opened the book up and found it was about the history of the house I was in right now, and it was a strange history indeed. About 250 years ago the house wasn't a house at all, it was a tower, a tall tower where strange rituals took place. The people performing the rituals had disappeared long ago, and then the tower was transformed. There were three main segments of the house because someone had segmented the tower into three parts vertically and then placed the upper two parts on the ground near the base of the tower, and had then built the three parts together as a house… weird… and I got the idea that the house might be cursed, which was why everything there seemed to be failing…

I was standing in a line with some other people. We were in a dark room I think. There was a table beside me with all sorts of jewelry on it. A middle aged man sitting in a chair was selling them for dirt cheap. While I was waiting, I picked up a pair of earrings that were in the shape of a beautiful Bible. The words "Holy saviour" were engraved in them. One guy in front of me got a pair of earrings (haha) for only 10 cents! Then it was my turn. The first thing on the jewelry rack was the thing you got. It was a beautiful diamond pattern necklace. I looked at the price tag, 20 bucks!

I complained to the man, but he said nothing. So I slowly started counting the money up, and he told me to hurry up. I reached into my wallet to get the last five dollar bill, but I pulle dotu a 50 dollar check on accident and he grabbed it from me. I told him, "W-wait that's not five dollars!" But he didn't listen and threw it over his shoulder. Then he leaned forward and gave me a little pep talk.

I can't remember what he said, but afterwards he handed me my check back and I took the jewelry.

Couldn't think of a name for this one

The dream started out where I was in Mrs. B (my old homeroom teacher)'s room, sort of. Apparently we were told to meet at a gym for some academics thing. My friend (let's call her Ginger for security reasons) was standing on the other side of the room, and I was doing homework or something. A little girl (let's call her Anne) came up to me. She looked at what I was doing. Apparently seeking attention, I looked up at the girl and she told me the ceremony was to start soon. By now Ginger was already at the door waiting for us.

I got up and Anne excitedly walked beside me.

- - - - (No recall)

I remember driving a Model T or Jeep (I couldn't tell which) in the parking lot outside the building (where the ceremony was held) and I kept going too fast and I couldn't find the brake on the car. All I felt was the gas pedal. With Ginger and Anne in the car, I was trying to be careful.

I finally tied to park but almost hit the car nearest me. I backed up and tried again, this time my car went a little too far and almost fell over the small cliff in front of me. By now, Anne and Ginger were already out of the car, and Ginger was running towards the gym. Anne was waiting on me.

I walked towards the front of the car and tried my best to not fall off. I was trying to push the car away from the drop off. Nothing to grab, I lost my balance and jumped to the nearest cliff rock in my panic. After this I looked around and saw my sketchbook on the rock beside me.

In my effort to not let it fall (l0l) I grabbed and threw it to the top of the cliff by the car. After this I realized that I wasn't able to jump to where I originally was. So I prayed to myself that a boat might come along. A few minutes later, one did, to my amazement. But it looked sort of like a crane. I think I jumped down to it, and they hoisted me back up the cliff to my car.

- - - - (no recall)

I finally found Ginger and Anne in the main lobby of the building. We went into the gym but we only saw a few people. I guess I was walking towards a locker room and a British lady with a thick accent started talking to me from behind. I started mimicking her for some reason. l0l.
The next little part of the dream is just to weird for me to say

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

A shitty night. I was very tired but still I tried so hard to set my mind to the elevator task (task of the month). I did dream about elevators a lot, but unfortunately it wasn’t good enough to accomplish the task.


0:20 GMT – Sleep

Can’t recall any dream, just thoughts come to my mind, but I doubt they are related to what I was dreaming.

3:30 GMT

Participating at a conference
Remember vaguely a train travel (recurrent), being in a palace-like house (another recurrent) and taking an elevator (could have been the elevator task of the month, don’t know).
Then I remember a bit better being with my mom at some conference room. We arrived late and were going to sit on the floor on the aisle, as we couldn’t find any available seats, but someone just arranged us two seats, lateral, but close enough to the front. No idea what the conference was about, but there was some person speaking and it was something political.
Then I also remember being with my mom at some snack-bar or small dinner (maybe cafeteria of this conference place) and the menu was all around pasta dishes. I had a big fattening pasta dish wish cream sauce and I still had to eat part of my mothers dish because she didn’t want to eat it all and I always feel bad about leaving food on the plate.

6:40 GMT

College residences
I’m staying with colleagues at what seems to be a college residence. From the main hallway, there were stairs leading to some kind of inner courts – shared rooms for groups of students – then leading to individual rooms. These common rooms were quite colourful and artistic, leaving me the impression that some of these students were art or fashion students.
We are all departing the next day to someplace all together. Some already departed today. I just realise that I was supposed to go with today’s group and I’m pissed that now I have to spend money changing my ticket for the next day.
When going from one group common room to my own, I have to go to the floor upstairs and on my way I encounter this little baby from this couple that is staying on their own separate double room with direct access to the hallway. The baby is lovely but too small to be playing alone in the hallway, so I stop and play with him, waiting for his parents to appear. I tickle him and he laughs like crazy. Then his parents do appear but they don’t seem so happy with what I’m doing. I try to break the ice saying I was just looking over the baby so he was safe and offer to babysit him whenever they need – “just knock on my door.”.

Not my sexual fantasy, sorry
I’m on the shower with my boyfriend when some other couple I never saw in my life join us on the opposite side of the shower. Thank god the bathtub was long and we didn’t even need to be close. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but hey, it’s just a shower, everyone’s naked, no reason to feel so embarrassed. I’m just curious where they came from and why. But then they start having sex, more specifically, the guy starts doing oral sex on the girl.
I am shocked. They didn’t even say a word to us but then feel free to do that in front of us? But my boyfriend is getting horny and wants to play along. I am doubly shocked! I mean, I’m not extremely puritan, but I can’t do certain things with people I never saw before, there needs to be some emotional connection. So I just grab a towel and leave. But when I open the bathroom door, it goes directly to the street. I don’t care. I am wet, barefoot and half-naked but I just want to go away from that dream and do something else. Then I’m walking the streets, semi-lucid, enjoying being half-naked in a fancy neighbourhood, and guys in jaguars pass by and look totally surprised at me.


Chasing thieves
I’m coming out of a supermarket with my mom, carrying a trolley full of groceries. The supermarket is on a upper floor of some building and the parking lot is underground or ground level and with the trolley we need to take the elevator to get there.
We are approached by a begging couple who offers to carry the trolley in exchange for some coins. We are not very willing to do so, but we agree. Then they enter the elevator with the trolley and there’s not enough space for us all. They tell us to go next that they’ll be waiting for us, but it smells fishy to me. I immediately sense that it’s a scheme just to rob us. I tell my mother to stay there and I basically jump all those floors – maybe 10 – through the centre of the stairways. I manage to arrive at the door of the elevator when they have just come out of it. The problem is they have an accomplice waiting and one manages to stall me while the other runs with the trolley. But not for long. I kick his ass, capture the other guy and also kick his ass and recover my trolley. Then I go back to the elevator to go up. But strangely enough, now it is too small, only has space for myself (I guess the trolley is now bye-bye from this dream) and I can’t even move. Once again I feel claustrophobic, so I decide to close my eyes until it stops. But it starts moving slower, I feel upset with that and I wake up. (Another lost opportunity for the task of the month).


8:15 GMT – Wake up

I'm at some party M is throwing, and it just feels good to see her again. We were running around like kids at some point, and we came in to eat. She cooked fried fish, and was telling everyone at the table her issues she's had with boyfriends in the past. She told me she wanted me to see her nipples soon. It was so out of the blue, but I said "okay, did you get them pierced". She told me no, but she planned on doing it, but she wanted me to see the before and after, or something. Then she talked about getting some tattoos done and asked me what I thought of them. I told her that I'd never get one myself, but people can do whatever they want to with their bodies. She started asking everyone else around the table as well. Like she was looking for a particular answer that would please her more. More or less something she wanted to hear. But then she sat right next to me and put her hand right next to mine so our index fingers would touch. I looked and both of them had identical calcium deposits. We both smiled at each other as the dream faded out.

1. My family has a coupon for half-off four cones of premium ice cream. I get some sort of chocolate cookie dough flavor, but toward the end it turns to vanilla with the consistency of cream cheese, and I'm eating it out of a foil wrapper instead of a cone. Dad goes on a rant about someone leaving the bottom tip of a cone on the floor and irrationally blames me, even though I always eat the entire cone.

2. Trying to photograph ocean waves, but getting more interested in a plant on the boat.

3. I'm upset about the concept of some new game. (Something to the order of having Sonic the Hedgehog wash dishes and do housecleaning.)

4. I'm walking home at night in the rain through a maze of sidewalks, courtyards, and imposing Victorian architecture. I get to a house that is apparently mine, and head up to the bathroom, while telling my butler (apparently I have a butler in this dream) to have a fresh change of clothes ready. I get undressed, but before I can take my bath, I have to break a bunch of gems that represent some enemy. I'm about to break the last one, but it's chained to one that represents me, and if I break it, it would kill me. So instead, I pull a sword out of my chest (Revolutionary Girl Utena-style) and use it to slice the chain. Then there's a copy of myself on the floor in agony as part of her face breaks into purple light. I kneel down to hold her still and comfort her until it's over.

5. I'm at an anime convention, but I can't find the dealer's hall. The artist's alley is a set of bleachers with the different artists progressively higher on the benches in proportion to their prices. There's a room with food, but I wasn't allowed in, because they said it was "exchange only" - you have to bring food to trade for theirs. But it was all potatoes and zucchini anyway, so I wasn't missing much. I also wander into an art installation where there's a big screen behind you that shows your silhouette in trails of color as you move around (something I remember from the Lincoln Children's Museum when I was a kid, and miss dearly - curse the "adults must be accompanied by at least one child" rule!). I spend a lot of time playing, because I'd probably never get the chance to relive those memories again. When I'm done, the person in charge of the installation invites me to a ballet, but it's scheduled for several months after the convention, at which point I'd be in a different state.

I am lost in a dark forest and though I cannot see them, I know there are goblins chasing me. The trees of the forest are huge and look like sequoias except that their bark is grey and white rather than red. I can see the full moon sometimes between the branches of the huge trees but it offers little light to find my way through the forest.

I come to a river that is is not very wide but it is very deep and the water is moving very fast. I am afraid that I will be swept away with the current if I try to swim across. I head downstream, following as close to the river as I can while staying amoungst the trees.

Because of the noise of the fast flowing water, I cannot hear goblins sneaking up behind me. One of them grabs my arm but I shake him off and in a panic I jump into the river. The water carries me fast and far away from the goblins but I have trouble keeping my head above the water and start to drown.

I am almost out of air when someone grabs me around the waist and pulls me to the other side of the river. I cough out all the water I swallowed as the man who saved me pats me gently on the back. When I have calmed down a bit I see that we are in a clearing and with no trees blocking the moonlight I can see the man who saved me.

He looks like Legolas (as played by Orlando Bloom in Peter Jackson's rendition of the Lord of the Rings trilogy), and is dressed in royal silver and blue robes. A silver crown sits on his head and catches the moonlight in such a way that it looks as if there is a glowing halo surrounding his head.

I lay in awe on the ground and look up at him and he just softly smiles at me. I cannot remember any more of this dream.

Haven't had very good dreams lately for some reason...

I had a dream the other night that I had five children and didn't know what to do with them so I dropped them off at some strange pink house full of children.

I had to find a new house, and I kept finding rooms that were really small and wouldn't fit my bed. It was very important that I have my queen sized bed with me.

I was wandering down a road, there was a large dead looking hill to my left with a dutch brothers (drive through coffee place, not sure if it's only in Oregon) on the top. The woman inside of it was screaming.
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Dream recall has been worse than it has been in two years, no idea why.

My sleep schedule has done a complete turn in the last few days - I've been going to bed at the same time as my friend, and my recall is already improving. But man, being tired a lot is no fun. *yawn* Hopefully that'll improve soon.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

07.09.2010

School Life (Non-lucid)

Axis Powers Hetalia dream. School AU, Spain x Romano. The two were talking, especially Romano about his life, and he brought up Rome. Spain got a little sad, because Rome had been his teacher and he was dead now. Italy was also mentioned.

~Spain unbuttoned Romano's shirt to see his chest, which had writing on it.

~Romano took a shower?

~Fragments: Class, kids - 1, doesn't know answer

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APH Fragment (Non-lucid)

All I know was that it was Axis Powers Hetalia again and that it was about a couple. :/ I fell asleep before I could write it down.

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Crash Landing (Non-lucid)

Horrible vehicle accident dream. Took place at Renee Lane. I was driving in a truck(?) all over the yard, and apparently I flipped a switch that made me go really fast and I couldn't stop. I go flying over a hill but when I crash, I am no longer in the truck, but watching from the yard. I run over the hill panicking because mom and dad are in it, and how could anybody survive a crash like that?

When I get there, both of them are getting out looking banged up. I think I ask how dad is.

~Something about an injection in the neck. The tip was green.

~Something about me breaking a couple of fingers or maybe toes.

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Musical (Non-lucid)

There was a musical with four girls on stage. In the beginning I am one of the girls, and we're doing this part where we're sitting down and crossing our legs back and forth. It didn't really matter how we did it as long as we did it fast, but you had to start over again if you flubbed one a certain way.

Then I'm in the audience with my old school friend L. She tells me a story about how her 4 year old brother was killed by her other brother so that L, who was 2-3, could have his marrow to save her life. I think he got off because he was 'trying to save his sister'.

Someone in the audience asks the girls on stage what the 'funniest line' was. The middle girl thinks about it, says the line and explains why it's funny.

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H2 (Non-lucid)

Masturbation dream in the bathroom (not the one in RL). At one point Riley was in there, and jumped out. I thought to myself that that must be how she got on the something or other in the hall.

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Signing In (Non-lucid)

Mom needed help figuring out how to sign into a wallpaper site because she accidentally logged out. We couldn't find it anywhere though. She decided to call the site's tech support.

- On the left-hand side of the page in big letters was the word FUCK. I think I figured it was her username.
- When I woke up I got that deja vu feeling that the site was familiar.

AUDIO-INDUCED LUCID DREAM EXPERIMENT ENTRY #6

Day #7 (NO LUCID):

~Tried a later time for the MP3 to go off in hopes that it would hit me during a clearer dream, but it wasn't late enough...I naturally awoke before the MP3 started playing, however, I fell asleep with it still running, and although I didn't go lucid, I had more control in my dream than normal.

The dream began with me on facebook, looking at a post from a friend asking if anyone would be willing to do logo design for him (a real life memory that spread into the dream). I said I could do it and asked what the logo was for. When I got the reply, said friend told me: "Oh...just BLACK MESA!"

Next thing I know, I'm in City 17, and the place is under attack. Both zombies and Metro Cops are trying to take me out, and I'm freerunning the heck out of there. I make it--barely--after leaving behind a grenade that I found on my belt to slow down my pursuers. I didn't stop, though. My brain told me to run through the 'underground railroad' that would get me to Eli, just like in the real life Half-life 2 game.

The dream basically threw me into my memories from Half-Life 2, then. I did everything on the underground railroad just like in the game, only I was actually all there, and I felt the fatigue of always running and the danger of fighting off enemies. Eventually, I made it to a half-way point; a safehouse hidden off to the side of the canal I was taking the airboat through. Only...there was nobody there to tell me where to go next. Unsure of what to do, I found my way to a bed and collapsed on it. I couldn't rest though...not with the ever-present feeling of being watched. So instead, I got beneath the bed where no one could see me and tried to go to sleep there.

I never got the chance. Within a few minutes I heard the distant radios of Metro Cops heading my way. They were giving instructions on where to search...and two of them were coming right into my room. I looked around from beneath the bed, but there was no way out. I'd just have to be silent and hope they never found me.

Their shadows were on the wall...and then, the ominous figure of one of them stood in the doorway. The wooden floor thudded dully with each step of the cop. He looked all around the room, and then turned to the bed. The cop slowly leaned over and peered beneath, staring me right in the eye...but in desperation to not be found, I convinced myself to be invisible.

"All clear."

The cop left, and I returned to visibility with a sigh of relief. As soon as the cops were gone, I got up and left to try and complete the railroad myself. But something weird happened, then. The dream went into 3D. I mean, like the red and blue 3D. And in the dream, I put on red and blue 3D glasses and I saw everything in 3D! Like, it actually popped out at me and had depth like I rarely see in dreams! And of course, since it was a dream, the colors looked correct unlike real red/blue 3D.

That's about all I remember. It was a pretty enjoyable dream, actually...I've really got to be more creative with my lucids to beat these kinds of things!

I am standing at the bottom of a long concrete staircase, at the top of which is a large building with a golden dome. I am packing my bag to go somewhere while I talk on the phone, next to a bronze statue of a four legged animal. I'm telling the person on the phone that it has just started to snow, even though it's the first day of fall. The trees are bare as though it is winter, and the sky is gray and overcast with a few flakes of snow drifting down slowly.
I put my bag over my shoulder and begin to walk. I'm on a path walking through a wooded area, next to a highway. I hear someone making distressing noises across the road, which is to my right, that are supposed to be some kind of animal call. Every time I think it is some kind of animal and have to remind myself it is only a person imitating an animal. They begin making some kind of guttural rumble, and at that moment the most beautiful horse I have ever seen comes tearing through the woods from my left towards the road, disappearing into some bushes. It is thin and small, black with white spots and moving impossibly fast. i seem to watch it move over and over.

I was starting a new job, and trying to get to work. Unfortunately, weird things kept delaying me so that I couldn't get there. First I left too late, giving me not enough time to get there even if everything went right. Then I couldn't start my car properly - it kept going into neutral for some reason.

Then I took a wrong turn (my car had turned into an electric scooter at some point) and got caught up in some weird crime where a guy's house and cars had been vandalized by someone scratching up all his stuff with a small needle. He accused a little girl next door, but the girl said something about Beethoven, which confused the guy long enough to let her get away.

The girl and I drove away in another car - a huge monster-truck which I found nearly impossible to drive. The truck was soundproof, and some strange song was playing. The girl was singing along and claimed that it was Beethoven, even though it was not.

When I finally got to work, I tried to use the excuse that since it was my first day, I had merely forgotten what time I was supposed to be there. My boss assured me that I would only be late if I had missed a time when they were busy and needed more people.

Then a girl (who I actually did work for at some point) gave me an SD card which had the names and numbers of all my co-workers. Strangely, we started decorating the SD card with hot glue to make it look like an alien.

This process of having things repeatedly go wrong in frustratingly random ways is a really common dream for me (and maybe other people?). I should remember to do a reality check whenever I get frustrated.

(Based on a romance novel series my sister got me into.)

I was in Doc E's house, with his wife, Taylyn. She was heavily pregnant and we were just talking about the baby and her life with E. I was their sister, except without the full-blown Seminus status. I grinned as Taylyn told me something hilarious, and then I was cocking my head because I heard something. Like a door splintering. I slipped out of the kitchen and into the living room, where a woman was looking at me, a wickedly creepy smile on her face.

"Tell me where they are." She said, right before she pulled out a knife and went for me. I managed to fight back, and ended up with only a couple scrapes, but as if that triggered something, all the sudden the house was just filled with people that were like ninjas.

I fight through a few more, to Taylyn, and manage to convince her to hide. She's pregnant - regardless of whether or not she can fight, the baby might be hurt. As soon as I get her hidden, I sneak back into the house and find that the ninjas discovered three odd-looking artifiacts - a key, a box, and a necklace. All of them were sharp lines and curves and black. Demonic-looking. I manage to steal the key and the box back, and I shove them into Taylyn's hiding place.

As I go back into the house, I find a man there. He's looking at me stoicly, and he pulls out a long knife. It looks really sharp.

"Tell me where they are." He says tonelessly, and I spit, "Go to hell!"

We go at it, but I know I've already lost. I attack, but he raises the knife and I catch it in my hand. I scream - it hurts, it stings, worse than anything I've already felt. Regardless, he tries to get me again, and I catch the blade once more. Angry at me, he sends me down onto the floor and leans over me, chuckling in my ear.

"I want you to deliver a message to your brothers. . . I will find it." And with every word, he slices me open, leaving me a bloody mess on the kitchen floor.

I black out then, the pain too much to take. When I do wake up, it's because somebody is in the house, but I can't warn Taylyn. My breathing is so choppy. It's like I'm hyperventilating. I try to get up, but only crash back onto the floor and groan. Then somebody is calling my name - it's E and Shade, I assume Wraith must be somewhere else in the house, searching for other intruders.

They're afraid to touch me, and I can barely see them. I can't focus on them, my head feels foggy and I'm too tired. E and Shade start cursing at me and tell me not to go back to sleep, to stay with them. I try to tell them what happened, but my odd breathing make it difficult.

But I manage to spit it out, and E thanks me wholeheartedly for keeping Taylyn safe. Then there's an ambulance, and they lift me up onto a gurney so get me to Underworld General. I'm fading fast, but I try to tell E that Taylyn has the key and the box he'd had hidden.

As I fall asleep again, the last thing I remember are the hospital lights flashing overhead as I'm wheeled into the OR, people desperately shouting orders and the loud squeal of the gurney wheels ringing in my ears.