Nightmare of the century

I dreamed that I had to have my legs amputated at the knees.  I seemed to be taking it really well until the day of the surgery.  On that day, I broke down screaming and crying on the ground.  It was an outside my body dream, so I was watching myself crawl into a little ball on the doctor's waiting room floor and scream and cry and drool with snot running from my face.

Needless to say, my subconscious really likes my legs intact.  So does my conscious.