The Pink IPod with Green Eyes

I wonder if it's really true the we dream every night and if we didn't we would die. Allegedly we dream every night. Whether we remember them or not is another story. I only remember bits and pieces of last night's dream only because it was really weird yet it seemed so real. I was a patient in a hospital and the doctor was asking me all types of questions that surgeons would ask. Then he said brown eyes. I remember thinking that I changed my mind about something and then I told him green eyes. I want the pink IPod with green eyes. I also remember Olivia being there. While I didn't see her, I could hear the clicking of the computer keys and thinking that thing is her additional appendage. I don't remember any more. What an odd thing to dream about. I can't even try to attach any meaning to this one because it's absolutely illogical and crazy. It's amazing what images the brain creates based on what is in the conscience and sub-conscience. Just one of those silly things I guess.

I just got off the phone with my father and I can't help feeling a little irritated. He never listens. The doctor tells him on thing and he does the complete opposite. I tell him he should follow what the doctor says and he does the opposite of what I say too. Then after the fact I have to be helpful because he didn't listen. you would think that he would listen after having surgery. Why would you not??? Sometimes it feels like my parents are reverting back to children in some capacity. It's draining. To me, it seems like they want everybody else to do for them because they feel they shouldn't have to do certain things anymore. I wonder if they ever stop to think they could outlive me? I have to work more on being patient I guess but at what point does patience become weakness? Well, for now all I can do is what I can do. If he listens, he listens. If he doesn't, he doesn't. His choice. On a positive note, at least he's walking again.