Rainbow Jello

[smokingboot]

Strange dream, a follow on from another possibly earlier this night, in which I was with a whole bunch of people, and a nice looking asian lady kept stealing my rainbow jello.

It may not have been jello, but it was definitely some kind of gel-like cream, and it was rainbow coloured. In this earlier dream that might not have happened, I left it on the side and came back to find her scooping it out without having asked me. She laughed so charmingly I had felt too embarrassed to mention it. But now, in the dream proper I returned from somewhere to find her doing it again, and more than half the pot was empty! She saw my expression and dashed away before I could say anything. I addressed the whole group, even though I could hear her crying in another room as I exposed the theft. Everyone heard me and accepted what I was saying though they took it all too lightly for my liking. They moved the situation on quickly and I followed suit. I woke wondering if I had been churlish.

I'll be keeping a note of dreams that turn up these days, because my radiotherapy began yesterday, and I can feel myself rebelling at it. It didn't hurt, there was nothing more than a very soft regular pulsing against my skin. I asked if this was normal, they said it was. The machines are loud and at least one makes noises that sounds like growls containing a repetitive ha-ha-ha! I didn't like any of it and kept my eyes closed. Then came yet more instructions about showers rather than baths (unless the baths are tepid. Who wants a tepid bath?) and being careful about anything on my skin.

I am now covered with smeared red pen marks. They gave me steroid cream and some moisturiser to put on for what seems like forever. What I really need is my rainbow jello but a dream thief nicked it.