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Strange Dream

 Do you ever have a dream, and although its something in your right mind you KNOW would never happen... You wake up and wonder a while, if it really did? I had one of those dreams the other night. Strange how some dreams out of your reach to remember, and some stay in your mind long after your awake.

 In my dream, I was at work, it was Friday night, and Tim was off (all this is in real life as well last Friday) So Promise gets home from her volley ball practice and she's complaining of a knee injury. Coach said she should probably see a doctor. So Tim calls me at work, and I tell him I am working there for I cannot do much about it. He offers to take her in instead, and I agree if its bothering her badly that would be best.

 I come home after work, and ask Tim what was the deal with Promise's knee. "oh they amputated." He tells me. They WHAHHHHH???? They don't just AMPUTATE when one complains ONE DAY about a sore knee!!! What the hell are you talking about? I go into Promise's room and there she is, standing one legged, other legged amputated JUST BELOW the knee, strangely enough... She is FINE with the fact.

 Apparently they amputated right there in the doctors office, after her complaint and all is better now. I flip out asking her how she will walk, and she walks at me matter of factly on stump and foot wobbling oddly... Proving to me this is NOT a big deal.

 I am so upset I call my mother, and we cry together about the crappy choice this doctor made, her volley ball "carreer" being over, and my mom tells me to sue. I pick up a book titled "How to care for your amputation" by whatever the doctors name was, and the last thing I remember is making calls to sue, and hopefully get Promise a prosthetic leg so she does not have to wobble on her stump anymore.

 I wake up telling myself, oh wow what a dream, then I realize.... Yesterday was Friday, I was at work, Tim was home and Promise did have Volley ball... I walk into her room as she stands there, thankfully on both FULL legs doing her hair. I tell her about my dream and of course this leads her to believe I am even more crazy than she originally thought I might be!

 I told Promise I was going to nick name her "Stumpy" She was not amused.

 I am so in shcok at the situation

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