posted on Dec, 22 2008 @ 01:27 PM
One night a few years back I had a dream that I somehow got a concussion. It's hard to remember specifics now, but I had this whole ordeal memorized
to a T for a while because of how incredible it was to me.
Anyways, the day after I had the dream, I was at an elementary school helping with an aftercare program with a girlfriend, and we were just sitting in
a hallway about to leave with another friend. I yawned and stretched real hard, which made me pass out, and I hit my head on the floor.
I came to with my girlfriend standing on top of me (she thought I was joking) and my head feeling like it just exploded.
I hadn't thought about the dream yet, just waited until she got picked up and then walked to my friends' house, with my vision turning into a
smaller and smaller tunnel the whole way there, until it was about the size of my fist held out in front of me. I remember staring at it in the middle
of a street for a couple of minutes, which makes me laugh now.
A few hours later I'm certain I got concussed, and thought that it was a cute little coincidence that I had had that dream the night before.
Nothing eventful at the friends' house until I my mom came over from work to pick me up. (live outside of town, work/school/friends in town)
The minute I walked out the front door and saw the car, it was exactly as it was in part of the dream, but I felt like I was on drugs by this point,
so talking about that part of it wasn't really an option, just the fact that had I hit my head and I might want to get it checked out eventually.
Lots of the things we passed on the drive were exactly as they were in the dream, from the lighting, to the snow, the buildings and their shadows, and
the route we took to my sister's work.
One of the few pieces of the dream I still remember is walking through the petshop that my sister worked at (which I hadn't been in for months) and
looking at how different it seemed.
We get there, and I walk into the store because it's warmer than sitting out in the car, and everything was exactly like in my dream, and completely
different from the way the place looked the last time I was there. I probably walked around for a good 5-10 minutes, just thinking how crazy the
situation was getting for me. Reptiles in the fish section, and fake vines everywhere, just like the dream, etc
I forgot to mention that every time I noticed one of these recurrences or whatever (on top of feeling like my brain was chewing opium) my stomach
would turn, and I'd have to really fight it to not puke.
That's the last of the coincidences/déjà vues I can remember aside from the atmosphere and conversations in the car on the way to the doctors, but
I know I'd been telling people about it for months afterwards because the whole night was one long déjà vu.
Once I sat on the doctors table, my head started clearing up and I could hold conversation, and I couldn't fight my stomach any more. Ran to the
bathroom and puked a real good puke, and then everything was just about back to normal.
This story was so much more interesting when I could actually remember the details, sorry.
[edit on 22-12-2008 by alaskan]