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Hi,
My question would be very similar to previous posts. The How do these things happen and the why.
I have had a fairly active dream-life. Often my parents, a lost son, and various people that I don't know. I never dream about my oldest son. I have often thought it odd because it is certainly not because of a lack of love or fondness for him, I just don't. He has been yrouble for my life but I still cared about him.
One night I dreamed he died. It was a vivid scene and when I awoke I was a bit shook. But as the day progressed my mind was at ease again and I thought it was just a bad dream.
A week later he told me that on the night I had my dream his heart had stopped, and they rushed him to the hospital. where they got his heart beating again. Of course he was taking illegal drugs at the time and was barely 20 yrs.old.. I have wondered what mechanism told me that he was dead, which he was for a short amount of time. A puzzle to this day.
I had some treatment for cervical cancer. All looked fine at the end. One morning I woke and KNEW I had cancer in my lungs. I called the radiologist that had treated the cancer and explained what I thought. I wanted an evaluation. My Doctor was Indian and we' had a nice rapport in treatment. and he said he believed such things can happen. It was possible my unconscious was alerting me, so he ordered an ex-ray. The exray was clean. So I called myself a bit crazy.
The following month I needed a surgical procedure at the hospital, by another DR, which required a chest ex-ray.. That chest exray turned up cancer in both my lungs. I was doomed.
That was 40 yrs ago. I listen to myself now. But the answers, I can't say.
Annette
My question would be very similar to previous posts. The How do these things happen and the why.
I have had a fairly active dream-life. Often my parents, a lost son, and various people that I don't know. I never dream about my oldest son. I have often thought it odd because it is certainly not because of a lack of love or fondness for him, I just don't. He has been yrouble for my life but I still cared about him.
One night I dreamed he died. It was a vivid scene and when I awoke I was a bit shook. But as the day progressed my mind was at ease again and I thought it was just a bad dream.
A week later he told me that on the night I had my dream his heart had stopped, and they rushed him to the hospital. where they got his heart beating again. Of course he was taking illegal drugs at the time and was barely 20 yrs.old.. I have wondered what mechanism told me that he was dead, which he was for a short amount of time. A puzzle to this day.
I had some treatment for cervical cancer. All looked fine at the end. One morning I woke and KNEW I had cancer in my lungs. I called the radiologist that had treated the cancer and explained what I thought. I wanted an evaluation. My Doctor was Indian and we' had a nice rapport in treatment. and he said he believed such things can happen. It was possible my unconscious was alerting me, so he ordered an ex-ray. The exray was clean. So I called myself a bit crazy.
The following month I needed a surgical procedure at the hospital, by another DR, which required a chest ex-ray.. That chest exray turned up cancer in both my lungs. I was doomed.
That was 40 yrs ago. I listen to myself now. But the answers, I can't say.
Annette