Cars in the driveway but the driveway is a crumbling ruin of stone and rusted rebar. I’m worried it will fall on our cars. Lisa’s car actually has a ruinous floor above it that will surely fall soon.

Contractors are over my house. They’re a bunch of men my age, but feels like they’re high schoolers. Theres something about them here to paint, something about an eye doctor ordering dark walls for the house. I’m not entirely sure why they’re here though so I’m nervous. I ask if they can take a look at the deck while they’re here.

Visiting a new doctor. Thinking about GLMs and scrolling through my billing and stuff while I wait.

I guess I was already on an examining table because a doctor came out from behind curtains on the right side and began his exam.

He started palpating my abdomen — with his elbow, which hurt. He asked about my abdominal issues, I told him lower right quadrant usually gives me issues.

Then he stuck a tongue depressor in my mouth. He’s pushing my tongue down hard, and I struggle to keep my mouth open. He sees it as me challenging him so he pushes down and in harder. I’m nearly on my back now as I grab the tongue depressor and try to stop him. He does not. I awake.