I have always been a person who didn’t need a lot of sleep, but when I did sleep, I dreamt vividly and frequently. As a kid, I slept walked and talked. I don’t sleep walk anymore, but I talk, thrash, and sit up during my dreams. Chris has supposedly had conversations with me as I was sitting up. Much of my creative inspiration has come from my dreams. Being an avid dreamer, awake and in a state of sleep, can be a double-edged sword. When in stressful situations, I work a double shift. I remember, as a Forest Officer, when investigating a big field issue, I dreamt and talked out loud about it all night long for weeks. I would wake up feeling tired and stressed…the never ending work day. But all other times, it was like having my own movie theatre in my head – very enjoyable and I wake up inspired, refreshed and ready to take on the world.
I awoke from surgery seeing one of the pictures I took at a recent trip to Dinosaur Provincial Park – dark blue sky, with white fluffy clouds on the badland formations looking for dinosaur bones. The was the last long still image I have had. After surgery when I slept I felt some crazy things. At first my brain was in over drive and I only saw lines like in a sketchbook movie. No real stick figure images, but just lines moving at rapid pace making it seem like it was a movie. I then didn’t see a thing, just felt like I was a swirly screensaver, spiralling downward endlessly. I then felt like I was in an out of control elevator dropping non-stop. Each time, I would feel these, I would then just pass out in some deep sleep. I would see flashes & flickers. About five days after surgery I would see flashes of still images – dream fragments. Then those disappeared as well & I am back to just feeling the swirly motion or flashes of light.
Scientists are still trying to get a grasp on why we actually sleep and dream. After my brain surgery, I think I lean towards the Restorative and Brain plasticity Theories where sleep is needed to help the fix body from the day’s wear and tear. Dreams are also thought of as a way of processing of what went on in the day where you are keeping the good stuff, and throwing out all the clutter so you are good to go for the next day.
My brain was hurt with the hydrocephalus and invaded with a small tube via endoscopic surgery. I feel very certain, my brain is trying to heal itself as much as it can. I think the dreaming function of the brain has been put on hold as there are much unknown higher priorities that need to be taken care of first. I mean there are approximately 1000 trillion connections in the brain and some need to take time to get fixed or re-routed. Although I want to Dream On with my own personal collection of movies; I have to remember not to get frustrated that my dream highway is under construction and I have been re-routed down some unknown obscure road.