Wednesday, July 13, 2011

40 Day Fast Day Nine: A Dream of Food

I had a dream about eating last night.  A long dream, in which I ate an entire bowl... of oyster crackers. Really, Imagination? That's the best you can do? Nine days of no food and all you can come up with is oyster crackers? Disappointing to say the least.

I woke up convinced I had somehow found some oyster crackers in my sleep and devoured them. I was slightly panicked because, well, that would be the end of my fast and I had this feeling I would need to start over. Also... what? No deep communications from the Lord while I was sleeping? No dreams? No visions? Or could it be that God wants me to eat oyster crackers? I doubt it.

Today Nurse Shasta walked up to me and grabbed the skin on the back of my hand and then let it go, watching my skin like an old woman reading tea leaves. When I asked her what she was doing she told me that you can tell if someone is dehydrated by how quickly their skin bounces back when you pinch it/. I thought that was funny, and I went to tell Krista about it. She laughed and said she already knew, and that she and Nurse Shasta used to do this to each other all the time in college. Nurse Shasta has no memory of this.

I also realized today that I had somehow completely forgotten about adding some sort of spiritual thing into my fast. Sigh. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe soon.