Yesterday afternoon I had to go to the emergency room. (Fortunately it turned out to be nothing serious.) However I was given a prescription to fill at the pharmacy. The nurse gave me the first pill in the ER at 5:30 PM. Since the pills are to be taken every 12 hours, I had to set my alarm for 5:30 AM... a bit earlier than when I usually awaken.
The alarm went off, and I got up and took my pill. I then brushed my teeth, took a shower, shaved and dressed. There was no time for breakfast, because it's a half hour drive to my school, and I like to be there well before 7 AM so that there is no line-up at the copying machine. That's all I remember.
The alarm went off. "Wait a minute, didn't I already get up to take my pill?" No, it had all been a dream. Still, I counted out the pills to make sure that I had not taken this morning's dose.
Even though it has been eleven years since I retired, every so often I have dreams that I am still in the classroom. There is always a sense of relief when I realize that it was just a dream. I guess once a teacher, always a teacher!