So I have stranger dreams now that I’m pregnant.  Often the baby has some role to play, but two of the recent ones were sans Genghis Geronimo. 

I dreamed that I got called to be a bone marrow donor. A few years ago I registered to be a potential bone marrow donor through ‘Type for Life’.  They gathered 1 tube of blood and contact info, and I didn’t hear much back.  They send me mail once a year to make sure I haven’t moved. In my dream, they called me to donate and I couldn’t do it because I was pregnant and couldn’t lay on my belly for the time needed to collect the marrow from my hip. 

In non-dream life, the next day I got home from work and checked our answering machine and there was a message from Type for Life saying I was a potential match and could I give them a call.  I talked with them and am excluded from donation due to pregnancy.  Kinda wacky though. 

The next night, I dreamed I was one of the characters on Lost, so I guess I should stay off overseas airplane flights….