Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Injured at a wedding

I'm at the Lake of the Woods island for a wedding, I don't know who for, it's just a wedding. I'm swimming around the island and the water is full of apples of many different kinds and sizes. I pick out an unnaturally large one and get out of the water. A girl who is my girlfriend in dream is there, I eat a bit of the apple but it's not very good and the next part is mealy.

In the cabin, I find my parents sitting at a table. My dad is trying to make a toast. I try to get everyone's attention by tapping a glass with a fork, but it doesn't make the sound I expect, it's very muted. I'm confused whether I missed the wedding or whether it's still to happen.

I decide to go somewhere to try to find an alcoholic drink. Checking my wallet, I have more money than I thought, but most of it is waterlogged.

I try to leave to the next wedding event with the dream girlfriend, but I can't find my way out of the cabin. While trying to leave, we open a door door which opens into space many stories up. We laugh.

I'm in a hydrofoil type vehicle going to the next event. My friend J. has a portable electric razor he's shaving with. He uses it to clip off a fray on my dress shirt. He keeps working on my shirt and I notice his activity has accumulated a pile light black wire ashes. I discover he's clipped away a good deal of my shirt and ruined it. He says he can pay for it, I exaggerate its cost from $100 to $140.

We are in a field for the next event, a sporting event of some kind. I somehow injure my leg and fall behind the others participating. I decide to go to a near town to get medical help. It is a Sunday, I ask people I see if there's a doctor. I'm brought to someone sitting in the auditorium of my junior high school. Sitting in an auditorium chair, the "doctor" makes a joke at my expense and I'm unsure whether he's doctor and tell him so. I leave.

I'm becoming more injured all the time somehow. A woman says she can find me a doctor. She takes me under water in a shallow canal and unnaturally kisses me under the water as if she's kissing me as part of her job. When the doctor and his nurse arrive, they take me to a large tree stump. They are equipped with saws and hammers and tell me to get on the stump. I tell them I don't believe they're doctors, they reply that I'm just not used to country doctors. I point out that if they were medical people at all, they wouldn't have all the sawdust around and things would be as sterile as they could make them.

I walk away, my injuries are getting worse, and I've lost my shirt and pants. A man I meet says I can go to doctor in next town the next day. Nobody believes I'm injured.

A cop comes along and I cry tears of relief as I believe his uniform indicates his job is to help people who need help. He notices I've been drinking alcohol and asks me why I don't have a shirt on. He believes I'm not injured, but just drunk and won't help me.

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