Oct 12, 2007 13:10
A lot has happened since my last post. The moment came up and I proposed to Lindsay, she accepted and we had a party the other night. Ryan was the only one of my friends to show up even a lot of people said that they would come. My house was filled and I was the only non-band geek, it was creepy. So i have had thins eye infection, it cleared up with some drops and I figured that all was good. I had been having some pain behind my left ear but ignored it like I do. So the pain gets worse steadily until Tuesday I notice that I have a big assed lump on my jaw. So yesterday I finally acquiesced and went to the doc. They think it is a lymph node infection and put me on antibiotics and told me to come back when they were done and if there was still a lump there are going to biopsy it to check for cancer. Lindsay way freaked out. It hurts like a sonofabitch to talk, eat, and kiss. *sad face* The meds are tearing me apart. my stomach was already sensitive but 1,000 mg of biaxin is fucking rough. I had one hell of a terrible nightmare last night.
I was floating, listless, in water surrounded by people that I work with
I was staring at the sky following the cluods when I saw a plane followed by several passenger vans flying as well. They had Fairmont State written on them. I remarked on how low they were when two of them began to crash. I had to move fast to keep from being flattened. We all started running to the wreckage. There was a woman driving the first van that I came too- she was fine just a bit shaken up. Dawn was taking care of her when I saw my boss, Cindie, walking to the other van. I could see red sprayed across the windshield. I heard her gasp and I told her I would take care of them to come over there. I instructed her to call 911 and call for Kim. Kim is a nurse she could help me, I wasn't the only one already tainted by blood and gore before. I opened the drivers side door that was sprayed with blood as well with an arm leaning against it. I could smell the copper of the blood, the smell of a slaughterhouse. A man and wife still buckled in, gore soaked, bleeding, unconscious. Their children were still alive in the backseat. I unbuckled them and pulled the man out he had some signs of life but there was no hope. I climbed through the warm blood to get to the kids, to save them, even though I knew they couldn't be the same after seeing their parents like that. When I got to them the cringed away from me. I looked like a monster. It was as if I had been splashed with red paint. i woke up as I reached for them.
I didn't need anymore memories like this. I didn't need to wake up with the taste of blood in my mouth.