Day 60-Oh Dear

I once again had death dreams.  It was truly horrible.  The person who was sick was 10 years old I think it was Dakota Fanning, but in my dream she was related to me.  We had someone coming over and didn't want them to know so we put her in the bed room and I got so worried I wanted to go in and see her, but T1 wouldn't let me, she told me to let her sleep.

I took the dog out and when I cam back she was lying on the kitchen table so she could be close to us and she was so sick.  I went over to her trying not to cry and  she looked at me and asked me to stay with her until she fell asleep.  I knew when she fell asleep she would die, and I just wanted to stop it.

I don't know if it is the diet, but I have found that I am disoriented when waking.  Many times I don't know where I am - or when I am.  At first waking I am confused and wonder if this is how dementia people see the world.  Very disconcerting.  Since this has been happening more and more frequently I figured it was either the diet or the the over the counter sleep aids.  So last night I decided not to take them and I ended up with this dream.  - at least on the sleep aids I don't have dreams.  Maybe that is why I am disoriented.  But this dream lingers with me and even now I feel out of sorts.