answer:My brain has conjured some shitstorms while sick, haha. My junior year of high school I was sick during exam time and my exams were postponed. One night after everyone else had taken exams but before I had, I had a dream that I was at a diner and saw a classmate sitting at a nearby table reading one of our textbooks. I asked him why he was studying, hadn’t he already taken exams? “No,” he said, “I’ve been sick too, and have also had my exams postponed.” He went on to explain that he had been diagnosed with a rare condition in which he would instantly die if two particular chemicals were to simultaneously come in contact with his body. Fortunately, though, both chemicals were very rare, so nothing was likely to happen. We walked out of the diner together and lo and behold, apparently there was some pollution in the air and the chemicals united on his fingertip. His skin proceeded to peel off, starting from the finger, until he reduced to a bloody lump before my eyes. It was very graphic. Another night I dreamed I was at a high school reunion; we were having a picnic outdoors. An enormous eagle swooped out of the sky, picked up a former classmate, carried him high into the sky and then dropped him before us. The night of my first surgery after having my belly cut open, I dreamed that I had to communicate via my belly. In the dream, the surgeon had added buttons much like a cell phone keyboard on my belly and I could only communicate by typing out messages on it. After my surgery while on Vicodin I had a bizarre drug dream. I was walking around my city and everybody around me was behaving very irregularly. I eventually came to the conclusion that my city had been “cursed” and my house was the “epicenter” of the curse. Unforunately I needed to return to my house to get something. I was scared to enter because I knew the curse would be stronger in my house. When I walked in, the first thing I saw was my dad sitting at the dining table. He had his chin in his hand and was seemingly asleep, but was repeating, in a strange, robotic voice, “a group test averted a group test averted a group test averted.” Don’t ask me what that means. I tiptoed past him to get what I needed from my bedroom. But then I began to worry about my mom. I called out, “Mom…?” and apparently this caught my dad’s attention because he began saying, in an increasingly loud voice, “a group test required a group test REQUIRED.” I woke up just as I was running from the house.