Thread: Empathic Dreamers Journal

I was 13 years old when I had the worst dream of my mother having a heart attack a couple days before Thanksgiving. From what I recall from my dream being as young as I was at the time. I remember seeing my mother lying on the bed in pain, with my father near her. Her face was pale white and her breathing was heavily labored like someone was sitting on her chest and steadily pushing down.

I could hear my father talking to my grandparents asking them to keep me till mom got out of the hospital. My dream then flashed forward to flashing of lights and the voices of EMT's and Paramedics rushing to get my mother to the hospital. When my dream flashed forward again my mother was being lifted in a helicopter going to Washington D.C Hospital. I saw my father walking out of the hospital going to his truck to go give my grandparents the news. He got there explained that mom was flown to the hospital in D.C and that she had a massive heart attack.

I saw myself getting off the bus from school. When I walked into the house with a smile, everyone became silent. My heart sunk into my stomach, dad looked at me and told me what happened to mom. I fell to the floor in his arms crying.

THEN, I WOKE UP......

I started screaming and crying, I heard my parents footsteps rushing into find out what happened. I told them about my dream, they told me everything will be fine and that nothing like that will happen to mom.

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What Actually Happened
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Two days before Thanksgiving, dad received a phone call from mom informing him that she was feeling very sick. Dad called a co-worker in to take over his shift for the day and rushed home as fast as he could. When he got in, he found mom lying curled up in a fetal position on the bed. When he looked at her she was pale white and her breathing was very labored. Dad called 911 dispatch requesting an ambulance. When the ambulatory crew got there along with ALS( Advanced Life Support) they got her
into the ambulance (after taking her vitals) and rushed her priority 1 to the hospital.

Dad called my grandparents from his cell phone in his truck as he followed behind the ambulance within distance. He told my grand mother on the phone what happened and asked if she would keep me till he got back from the hospital. Of course my grandmother said it was ok and to let her know what happened. When they got to the hospital the doctor met them at the door, dad rushed to mom's side. After everything was all said and done, the doctor took my father aside and told him that mom had a massive heart attack and that she would have to be flown out becaue she needs surgery immediately.
That she will be having surgery at the Washington Hospital Center in D.C.

Dad kissed mom on the cheek and told her that he'll be up as soon as he could. The helicopter took off towards D.C. Dad drove to my grandparents house to tell them what happened and to meet up with me when I got off the bus. He asked my grandfather if he would go with him to D.C to be wiht mom. When I got off the bus, I walked into the house and the room grew silent. My heart literately dropped. Dad looked at me and said "Your nightmare came true." I fell to the floor in tears in my fathers arms.


The worst thing is I still remember it like it happened yesterday