aside from a patient having a whiskey bottle to suppress her cough in the dialysis unit, this week was a drag. a bigtime draaaag. along with chronic fatigue syndrome and anhedonia i've been having bad dreams. i'm remembering them too. the one about the flying car that made a parabolic jump and landed softly after freaking me out. also the one about somebody, somebody i'm not sure who, had his chest opened and stapled in a disturbing fashion in the middle of my dream. i'm going insane. i hate presentations.