Right now, it's easy to remember some of the 1st 1. Apparently, my leg, the bottom of my left, was like sorta ripped open but not entirely a big deal. I was like jumping around at 2 times. I found that it losened the meat and eventually I saw cold, hard bone, looked like a chicken bone, kinda small, smaller than it is, and gray. It was so sensitive and hurt. I had to lie down and sometimes still get up and move around. They carved out a coffin for me to be taken to lie down somewhere. I was wanting to go to the ER to get stitches, I vaguely thought. So, this stuff kept happening, and it was a piece of work sitting there with the flaps of skin open, the flesh ripped, the meat disconnected. It was so painful, in a way. It seemed so real. When I was awake, I really was nursing that leg, setting it apart, as though it were ripped into. It lasted a long time ans was annoying. There were points near the end where I was nursing it. It was really annoying. There were people around. It's funny, my legs were swirling around, the bottom, and it ended up in knots and hurt a lot, like it would combust, like I had to be really careful with how they felt.
The 2nd dream I was remembering as I woke up but heard a little noise and forget.
The 2nd dream I was remembering as I woke up but heard a little noise and forget.