A New Dream

During this whole episode of my life, my dreams concerning recovery keep evolving.  During my time in the hospital, I would dream that my paralysis was not real, only to wake up and realize that it was real.  Then, last December, I dreamed that I was walking without a limp - and at the time I had, one month previous, started walking with a quad cane - and was feeling frustrated that progress had slowed down.  Now, in my dreams, I am either walking normally, or with a cane (my current situation is that I walk with a limp/gait without a cane).

Last night, I dreamed that a couple of friends from work came to my parents' house, and I walked out to the porch and sat down on a step.  One said, "Wow, you have gotten much better." The other said, "To tell you the truth, I thought you'd never be able to do that again." which was to sit down using my own strength and not topple over.

I replied, "Sometimes, I didn't think I would recover as well as I have."

All three statements reflect how I must feel, on a subconscious level, regarding my recovery.  I am suprised at myself that I have recovered so well, thusfar; at some points, I had my doubts on whether I would ever recover; and acknowledgement of the first two statements.

It will be interesting to see how my dreams change as my recovery progresses.