Sleeping with these bubble goggles are a lifesaver.
Oh yeah… I got Lasik surgery and now I can see! No way!
Oh, yes, way. Now you’re caught up.
Yesterday, I was so bored that I found myself watching endless episodes of YouTube Makeup Tutorials. Doctor’s orders, NO MAKEUP. Naturally, because I cannot wear war paint; as I am not allowed to wear pigmented goop for a week, post eyeball scorings… and I freaking want to so badly! Don’t you dare. Ugh, I won’t. Hush.
In my dreamy wonderland, I was applying eyeshadow. Ooo, what kind? It was a brilliant gold, shimmer creme shadow, ladies. It was GORGEOUS! And it went on fine in the right eye; but, the left eye caught the bristles of the brush… and next thing you know, the flap to my cornea moved! And had makeup in it! OMG! WTF!
I know. It was disgusting and I was mortified.
I woke up so panicked that I placed both hands on my bubble guards. Still there. Whew! Thank God.
My dreams are so vivid and when I talk about dreaming some people tell me they rarely, if never, have any dreams. The truth is, we all have dreams. It’s a matter of paying attention to them – when you realize you have them – and making it a point to remember those dreams somehow.
Want to grab yours? Here’s how:
DREAM CATCHING 101:
- Place a notebook and pen next to your bed.
- When you first awake (regardless of the time) grab your pen/paper and write down your dream.
- At first, just write down the first main details you remember. It may be one main idea or three. This is how I remember the smaller details by tallying up the main scenes of the dream.
SIDEBAR: DREAMS DISAPPEAR AS YOU AWAKE. IT TAKES PRACTICE TO REMEMBER ALL DETAILS. DREAMS ALSO OCCUR APPROXIMATELY 20 MINUTES BEFORE YOU WAKE UP.
Back to me. Thankfully, it was just a damn dream. The rest of that particular nighttime drama I don’t recall because I was so freaked out by the floating corneal flap and thinking I’ve messed up my surgery. I did not.
Although, also during my dream, I kept asking my sister to take my glasses from me because I kept wearing them while after my surgery. Uh, what. I know… I have no clue, seriously. Super weird. I’m willing to bet it was the subconscious muscle memory of reaching for glasses and the uncertainty of the new reality of never having to wear them again. Um… Never? Well, never having to wear glasses again for at least 10 to 15 years….
Okay, useless psychology degree lesson over. Moving on.
Everything is healing as it should and I need to get back to editing Monday’s YouTube post and stop dreaming about makeup application.