Snooze Button Dreams
Snooze Button Dreams
Snooze Button Dreams
May 24, 2006
I awake to an unpleasant experience
(Category: Cheeses of Nazareth )

I rarely remember dreams. Perhaps once a month I’ll remember a snippet or two but it’s rare. This morning I was dreaming that I was taking a pee. At some point my eyes shot open and I ran for the bathroom and peed.

My wife woke up to find me feeling the bed for wet spots.

“What the hell are you doing?” she asked.

“I think I peed the bed.”

“What?”

“I said, I think I peed the bed!”

Now both of us were up and searching for pee. Then she realized that I was standing there in my underwear.

“Are they dry?”

I felt them.

“Yeah. They are.”

She reached over and touched them.

“They’re dry. You didn’t pee the bed. Are you fucking going nuts are what?”

After a fifteen minute reality check I realized that I didn’t pee the bed. But the dream was so real. So vividly real. I dreamed I peed the bed. I thought I peed the bed.

In a parallel universe, I’m certain I peed the bed. Dreams suck.

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Well, they can't possibly suck as much as the parallel universe where you actually pissed the bed. Can you imagine? Right in front of your old lady and everything. I mean, there's more silver lining to this than there is cloud - you didn't piss yourself. You gotta take those small victories with you man, it's what keeps people going. Hell, sometimes it's all a guy like me has: "Thank you Jesus, for watching over me last night and making sure I didn't piss the bed. My day is going to be great, I can just feel it."

Posted by: shank at May 24, 2006 11:52 AM

This one time at band camp....actually it was at my house...I woke to the sounds of what sounded like water splashing. I think some actually hit me. It was dark and I couldn't possibly imagine what in the name that all is holy was going on. Is our roof leaking? Did I spill my glass of water? I was just as discombobulated as my husband who is peeing in the plaque my kids made for him.

Posted by: Tiffani at May 24, 2006 03:21 PM

I've had that experience myself. Sheer unadulterated terror, followed by unimaginable relief when you realize you didn't piss the bed, followed by a lingering unsettled feeling and nervousness about going back to sleep. It truly sucks.

Posted by: Jim at May 26, 2006 04:36 AM

At least it wasn't poo.

Posted by: Bane at May 27, 2006 02:20 PM

I actually did pee the bed, once. Right before I stopped mixing Alka-Seltzer Cold Medicine with copious quantities of alcohol.

Posted by: Slartibartfast at May 31, 2006 07:58 AM
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