Dreams

I have decided I don't like dreams. If I eat late at night before bed it causes me to have dreams. Last night's dream is beginning to fade, but I remember hospital hall ways. I knew it was the children's hospital. I was trying to find a private room to take a shower. The place was crawling with children. The only showers were in the common playroom where there was a water slide and pool. The shower stalls were lined up on one wall next to the water slide. The stall doors did not touch the floor, very little privacy. Children were playing but you could tell they were part of the hospital. Some had bald heads, while others had tubes coming out of their arms and chest. I ended up going down the slide into the pool and having to climb up the pool wall to the showers. I showered with my cloths on and then woke up.



Riley is going away today with a friends. They are taking him to play in the snow, then to the coast to play at a hotel on the beach. I don't think he has been drinking enough water. I can hear him when he goes to the bathroom. He leaves the door open. Everyone seems to leave the door open around here. When he urinates, the sound goes off and on. At his age it ought to sound like a waterfall. It is darker than it should be. These are all signs of kidneys working hard.

Tom wants Riley off his drugs. I do also. Riley is being sloppy with his pills, not keeping to his schedule well. I had to remind him after he went to bed the other night that his pills were still on the counter. I think I might call and schedule the doctor for the beginning of February rather than the end.

I received a call to reschedule our appointment to February 24. The Doctor will be gone on our other appointment date. I think I will call and ask for the tenth instead. We need to move on to the next faze whatever that may be. Hopefully, Riley is weaned off his pills and his numbers continue to improve. That would be dreamy.