Something's up

For the past few weeks strange things have been happening in my life. I know this will sound crazy but it is as if something, someone, the cosmos, whatever, is trying to get my attention. I don't know how to explain it all.  My ghost lady has been more active lately.  Things have disappeared and re-appeared in ways that I cannot account for - and other people have witnessed this now.  The strangest of these experiences occurred the night before my birthday a couple of weeks ago. I had gone out to celebrate with a friend and when we went to pay for our drinks, my atm card was missing from my wallet. I knew I had put it my purse. My friend brought me back to my car, I got in it, drove to the store where I got out and purchased a coke, got back in my car and went home.  No atm card to be found. The next morning I was going to go to my office and see if it had fallen out of my purse there and when I opened the door of my car, three things were nicely laid in the driver seat of my car - a piece of paper, a big red plastic thing, and my atm card. There is no way these things had been in my seat as I got in and out repeatedly, with me never seeing them. I did NOT sit on these things over and over, not noticing. And in some ways even freakier, when I went back into my bedroom to get ready to leave for a few days, I found a strange cell phone ON MY BEDSIDE TABLE. Not my cell phone. Not one I have ever seen. The battery was dead so I couldn't check for phone numbers to call and it couldn't be called. I have no idea where this cell phone came from.

Then I had a very strange dream. And just now - just as I have written this, I realized a connection to my previous story and this dream that I had not made before. You will understand as I tell the dream. It began with me holding a cell phone - and now that I am writing this, it was very similar, if not identical to the one that appeared in my bedroom. It had a cover that flipped open from the bottom - not like the one I have, but like the one that showed up in my bedroom. (Now this this is creeping me out!) In my dream, I opened the cell phone, and the phone grew in size and the glass cover of the led-read out section shattered. I scooped out the glass with my hand and put the shards of glass into my mouth and began crunching down on the glass. Then I panicked - realizing what I had done, and began trying to scoop the pieces of glass out of my mouth with my hand. But I couldn't get the glass out - and it hurt! And there was more and more glass in my mouth, along with this yellow mealy mush. I was scooping and scooping, nearly getting my entire hand in my mouth, but my mouth was still full of this glass and mush. And suddenly, I pulled out a whole piece of my upper jaw with teeth - like four teeth still attached to the bone, all in tact.  I was shaking and realizing I needed to get help, but couldn't talk, and then I woke up, feeling very freaked out.

Then last week, I was sleeping in my room after my kids had gone to school, and my dog came and woke me up - something she doesn't do, and it was clear she wanted me to go out to the kitchen with her. She would push me with her nose and then run out in the other room, and come back to push on me again. I got up and followed her to discover a bird flying in our kitchen. IN our kitchen. Now we had the patio door open a small bit so the dog could go out if she needs to, and the door onto the screened in patio propped open a small bit, so the dog can go out into the yard. But for a bird to get in either door would not be a simple task, a straight flying in. Corners had to be turned and small passages in through both doors accomplished. The dog was not trying to catch the bird, just watching in amazement. The bird flew back and forth a couple of times, then landed on the top of the fridge, and sat there calmly. I went to get a towel, expecting the bird to fly around at my approach, but she didn't. With little effort, I tossed the towel over the bird and scooped her up, and took her outside. I laid the towel down and opened it, and the bird just sat there. I thought maybe she was injured, or very scared, so I placed her in the towel on top of our garbage can outside, so cats couldn't get to her. I went inside and got my purse to go to the store - and the bird was still there on the garage can. I went to the store and came back - and the bird was still there when I drove up, and only flew off when I got out of my car. A friend of mine is convinced this was no ordinary bird visit, and has a book that gives explanations to such things, which she is going to share with me this weekend. It was very strange.

Now back to the dream. I have had a tooth problem recently - not a bad one, just odd. One of my side teeth that was filled when I was very young - a piece of it just broke off for no reason. It didn't hurt when it happened, and the dentist has done nothing to fix it, saying unless it is painful it's not necessary, and it appears that the tooth may be dead, and a couple of my teeth in the back look "weak" as he put it, which he found puzzling.  Over the weekend, I was doing some web surfing and came across a recent interview with a man who had worked at Ground Zero in NYC as a counselor for the rescue workers immediately after the attacks. I was there at the same time, doing the same thing. I was there about 9 days, off and on, over a three week period, beginning a week after the attacks. This man says he has had 4 teeth fall out and a number of teeth that his dentist says are dead - with no explanation. He said this is a sign of low-level radiation poisoning, and there have been reports that lots of radiation was detected at Ground Zero, and they (the govt.) covered this up. I, too, have had the constant throat irritation ever since I was there and a persistent cough. He reports the same. And said many other things that I remember, about rumors that were flying around at the scene, but were discounted at the time, about the health hazards, that are now proving to be true. But I remember the rumors about radiation - and the wild rumor that the water supply of NY had been dosed with stuff to fight radiation poisoning and other toxins. And he talked about how the firemen and police, who he worked with, were not allowed to take their clothes home that they wore on site - they had to bring clothes to change into and leave the contaminated clothes in decontamination bags that were discarded. I was there as a volunteer and would wear my clothes back home, and bring home the clothes I had worn in my backpack after a 3-day stay. These clothes stunk and were covered with ash and whatever the hell that stuff was that covered everything. It was in my hair, up my nose. I would blow my nose and it would be black. And now I'm worried. And I don't know what to do about it all. I still have no medical insurance, and don't want to go to the doctor and get diagnosed with anything that would then prevent me from ever being insured. But I've had little signs that something isn't right with my health, and it fits the description this man gives for himself and other who worked at Ground Zero. And, some suggest dreams about teeth falling out have to do with poor health concerns.

I feel like something or someone is trying to tell me something, and I'm not sure what it is. And maybe none of this stuff is connected, and maybe it all means nothing. But I can't stop thinking about it all and wondering if something's up.

Comments

[Gudy]

You almost make me be glad that my life is so, uhm, uneventful. Although I *have* been seeing non-existant movements out of the corner of my eyes in the last few months - but that may just be the stress getting to me.

About the teeth (and this *does not* constitute qualified medical advice): If a tooth gets filled early in life, and especially if the filling is a deep one, the nerve will slowly withdraw over time until finally that tooth is indeed dead. It's also common for a dead or near-dead tooth to be more brittle than a healthy one, so parts of it may indeed break off just like that. Fixing it is not strictly necessary, but may be better
a) to prevent lesions to the tongue/inner lining of the mouth if the break left a sharp edge behind,
b) because depending on lots of factors, the missing part may change the way the forces of biting are dispersed through that tooth, thus possibly leading to more damage.

What is "weak" about those teeth? AFAIK, this is not an accepted medical diagnosis. Has their colour changed, indicating that they may be dead or brittle? Has the jaw bone retreated so that they don't sit quite as securely in their sockets as one would wish? Do they sport white or dark spots, indicating a possible decalcification (elevated risk of tooth decay) or a iodine overdose, respectively? What the heck is "weak" about them?!

[Gale]

Hi Gudy,
I didn't ask the dentist any of those questions because at the time it didn't concern me, and he didn't seem all that concerned either. He said if I had any pain, which I don't, or had another tooth break, then he'd do more. And that hasn't happened either. And I realize this may be nothing more than what you said. But I do wonder about all the stuff we were exposed to at GZ.

It is interesting having this "ghost" around. She doesn't scare me, just irritates me with how things disappear!

[ray]

just wow.

wow.///

wow.

[melina]

what did your bird friend represent gale? did you have time to read about this over the weekend?

me reading this post coincides with a new friend i have that is into dream interpretation. and, i had some real metaphorical dreams saturday morning.

i wish for you that a health-insurance benefit comes from somewhere (unexpected)and you can see a doctor soon to figure out what is going on with your health.

xo

[Gale]

thanks Ray and Melina for commenting!
And thanks Mel for your words of concern. I am so fed up with the insurance issue. I just can't believe how difficult and expensive it is to get it. Something will come through eventually!

[Voyance serieuse]

great blog much more complete and practical. It will take me months to get to "catch up" late.
A big thank you.