Jan 24 2008
Dreams of teeth and poo
I had another dream about losing my teeth. This time it was only one and it was due to biting a Kal Bi bone, and not attending to it right away. Five months, to be exact. It was loose for all that time, until finally it just fell out.
Fast-forward to the next scene: I was at the dentist’s office. The waiting room was full of people, screaming kids, and old men falling asleep in their chairs. I had been there for hours, waiting to be seen as I held my freshly fallen tooth in the palm of my hand and my tongue kept wandering to the new gap between my teeth. The tooth was hollow, as if everything on the inside just rotted away. Root and all. I was mortified about having lost my tooth and felt stupid about not seeing the dentist sooner. Mom was sitting in the waiting room next to me, I was in high school.
Then, to make matters worse, I had to use the restroom. Badly. The receptionist gestured to a hallway and instructed me that it was the second door on the right. When I got there, it was the most disgusting restroom I had ever seen. No doors and no toilet seats; scary, dim lighting. Every single toilet (there were three) had crap all over it, but nature was calling. Screaming, actually. Of course, toilet seat covers were not available, but luckily, an ample amount of tissue were on hand. I started layering the toilet with sheets of paper, but everything kept seeping through the tissue. I kept layering and layering… I wondered if I could hover my butt over the toilet without allowing anything to touch my skin… layering and layering… meanwhile, my stomach is gurgling and I have to make a decision soon…
It was truly a nightmare, champuru style. A vivid one.
A 30-something Christian girl, blissfully wedded to her perfect match (the yang to her yin) of 14 years. A new mom to her miracle baby, born on October 4, 2008. Living life in Hawaii, less than 5 miles from her hometown, a slave to her mortgage payment, but seeking balance in her pursuit of family, faith, recreation, and rest.
Had some ice cream for dessert, Donna?
@Rod: No ice cream here, I’m lactose intolerant! Maybe too much Sriracha sauce with dinner perhaps?
I’m lactose intolerant too. So when I eat too much ice cream, I not only dream about having to go, but I wake up because I really DO have to go!
Came across your profile over at Blog365.
Tagged you in a meme.
Feel free to carry it on. Or not.
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What is it about teeth dreams? It must have to do with stress. I wear a partial denture to replace missing front teeth (shhhhh) and often have dreams that I have lost it (essentially, my teeth). I will wake up in middle of the bed, searching frantically for my teeth, running my tongue around my mouth only to find they are perfectly intact. I do this literally about once a month. Weird.
Sounds like pregnancy dreams to me. When I was pregnant, I had the weirdest dreams.
LOL champuru always had weird dreams even before she got pregos…hehe
I was thinking about the poo dream…could it mean your going to having to pick up after 3 kids? hehe about the teeth thing I don’t know…hehe…you had weird teeth dreams before…but the poo aiya! hehe
hi!
did u find out what both mean? i have nearly identical dreams as yours about both teeth and poo!
shortiey~
oh… according to my mom… she says:
teeth falling out dreams = someone you know is sick (top row of teeth = someone older than you, bottom row = someone younger than you)
poo = if you touch it in your dream… means you’ll soon come into good fortune. for my mom.. she says she usually comes into money soon after she dreams it.