So i dreamt that i was pregnant, not only pregnant but that i had gained about 200 pounds all from the belly down. It was not pleasant, anyways I was almost due so i went to walmart so they could induce me. Well then i felt like i had to poo so i went to the washroom where one of my babies from work was there sitting on the toilet and i changed her then went to poo.
Then my doctor finds me(he was a mixture of Ken Jeong’s character in Knocked up, and Franck from Father of the Bride) he was extremelly rude and mean. He tells me so bascially your baby is already dead so we need to take them out, we then procede to go to my dad’s car and he tells me to lie down in the backseat so he can remove the baby. I protest and ask shouldn’t we go to the hospital and he says no, this is the only place we can remove dead babies. So i ask him for an epiduaral and he says don’t worry your vagina is big enough it won’t hurt. So he puts an anesthetic cream inside me and pulls out a ziploc bag filled with blood and a small fetus in it.
Then he tells me i can throw it out if i want, i ask him can’t you fix my baby and he gives me colour coded sheets with percentages of how brain damaged I want my baby, and what kind of disorders they can have if he fixes it. Which is when i woke up. It was fucking terrifying i woke up and clutched my stomach until i remembered i’m not pregnant!