Fever Dreams

I was sick for a few days with a 101 degree fever and I had some pretty vivid dreams once I actually got to sleep (thank you, advil & benedryl!). I forgot how crazy my fever dreams are. :rainbow:

Do you have unnusually vivid dreams when you have a fever?
Have you had a LD when you had a fever? Was it easy?

It seemed very hard to recognize I was in a dream. I thought at one point "Why am I driving, I'm way to sick to be driving! This is just like a driving nightmare." But as I was sick, and my brain was not working normally, I didn't catch on. :imslow: There was also a dream about a giant ice cream machine in front of my school... that was neat.

Just curious, I'm not trying to develop a plan for inducing lucids by making myself sick with fevers. Lol.

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Originally Posted by Creativename

Do you have unnusually vivid dreams when you have a fever?
Have you had a LD when you had a fever? Was it easy?

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I definitely have a lot of dreams when I'm sick, especially when I have a bad cold. I wind up drifting in and out of sleep a lot. Sometimes during the times that I'm awake, I get a little delusional, lol. As far as having lucid dreams while being sick...I might have, but if I did they weren't very coherent ones.

Yeah, if I can actually get to sleep when I'm sick, my dreams get pretty abnormal. I usually wake up crying. Last time I had a bad cold, I had a weird dream about my improv team. We were practicing in the drama room when Danyelle got a text that said her dad died. She started crying and ran out the door. We all followed, except for Alex, who had a heart attack. Outside of the room, we were on a grassy cliff with low light levels, like a sunset minus the beauty. Danyelle jumped, and Taros tried to save her. They both died. Then, I saw my parents shot on the road at the bottom of the cliff. Then, as if I had been viewing this through a lens, a huge crack appeared and everything froze for 5 seconds, then I awoke. It wasn't a scary dream, but it was really sad.

Another was 3 years ago when I had pneumonia. I was in my bed, and had a dream that I was a captain of an army of toy soldiers. They were fighting in the air ducts. I woke up in tear, because right before I woke up, i made a mistake that killed thousands of my "men." I started walking around the house (in boxers) asking my mom how many men we lost, and calling my sister a stupid beige Nazi. (I was the leader of the green army men, the Nazis were beige.) I went back to bed, and repeated this several times.

This has happened a couple other times, and always leads to sad dreams, and usually involves "cracking" that i mentioned before.