Archive for the ‘J-Pouch Dreams’ Category

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J-Pouch Dream 5: The Fancy Bathroom

January 2, 2010

*A real J-pouch dream before waking up and having to empty my J-pouch. This is the first such dream I’ve had in 10 months.

I was in the penthouse apartment of some rather rich socialites. Four of us were sitting around a low coffee table playing cards. I didn’t recognize anybody in the group. Two people were arguing about the difference between meatballs in spaghetti and meatballs without spaghetti.

I had to go to the bathroom so I excused myself and walked through the apartment. The rest of the apartment was very dark, and naturally somebody was in the bathroom when I got there. I waited for several minutes, not sure if I could hold it. The bathroom finally opened.

I went inside and found that the bathroom was more like a mini-apartment. Chairs and couches lined the room. There was a bed in one corner and a kitchenette in another. Everything was exquisitely decorated and every piece of furniture in the room was an antique. I thought that if I could design a bathroom I would design it like this, and spend all my time there.

The toilet, however, was in a rather unusual place. A large wardrobe sat in the corner of the room. The doors to the wardrobe were grating, allowing you to see inside. I opened the door and found the toilet on the bottom of the wardrobe. Not questioning why it was there, I grabbed a stool, climbed into the wardrobe and went to the bathroom for a very long time. I thought that this bowel movement felt more like I had my colon again, and I wondered if my J-pouch had finally normalized itself.

Then I woke up and went to the bathroom.

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J-Pouch Dream 4: The Doctor Visit

February 28, 2009

*A real j-pouch dream before having to wake up and empty my j-pouch.

I had to visit a doctor because I was having problems with my j-pouch. It had an unusually high volume and I had no explanation for this. I scheduled an hour block with the doctor because he wanted me to have a bowel movement in front of him. He wanted to watch me to see if anything was wrong with me. I went in and didn’t question this strange form of treatment.

The doctor’s office was a large, white room, six times as large as any doctor’s office I’d ever been in. The toilet was in the middle of the room with no privacy. I sat down and immediately had to go to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet for a long time, the stool kept coming out.

The doctor eventually came in the room, talking to another person. He hadn’t been watching me at all. I was still on the toilet and had occasional movements. The doctor continued to talk to this other person. He was talking about a red-headed woman he was seeing once who had a problem with her j-pouch similar to me. He couldn’t remember what her problem was, though, so he didn’t know if he could help me.

Then I woke up and had to empty my j-pouch.

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J-Pouch Dream 3: The Window Bathroom

February 14, 2009

*A real j-pouch dream before waking up and having to empty my pouch.

I woke up one morning and went into the bathroom to empty my j-pouch, same as usual. The bathroom was small and had a window next to the toilet. The bottom of the window was below my knees, so I was completely visible to the outside world as I sat on the toilet.

I entered the bathroom and sat on toilet. Directly outside was a large deck. It was winter and had just snowed the night before. My roommate stepped out of the patio, standing in the snow with his bare feet. He wore sweat pants and a t-shirt and stretched as he admired the new fallen snow.

He stood outside for a long time and didn’t leave, so I got out of the bathroom. I didn’t want him looking in at me as I emptied my j-pouch.

Ten minutes later I came back in the bathroom. However, my second roommate was now standing on the deck, admiring the snow! I couldn’t go to the bathroom with him watching me either so I left again.

I returned a third time to the bathroom only to find a third roommate standing on the deck! This was getting ridiculous. The urge was getting stronger and stronger to empty my j-pouch but I didn’t want anybody watching me through that stupid window.

Finally, I gave in and sat on the toilet and emptied my j-pouch. I awoke with an urgency to empty my j-pouch and a fear that I had already emptied it in my sleep. Fortunately, I did not have an accident and made it to the bathroom with no incident.

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J-Pouch Dream 2: The Ostomy Bag

February 7, 2009

*A real dream before waking up and having to empty my j-pouch.

I was in a new house. I stood in a grand room that had forty foot high ceilings and a fireplace on one end. A black leather couch divided the room in half. One wall was made of glass, looking out over the lake and trees. The other walls were painted dark gray. I planned on making giant origami animals out of colored paper to hang on the walls to brighten the place.

Then I had the urge to go to the bathroom. I ran upstairs to a tiny bathroom. My j-pouch wasn’t even full. However, I looked down and was surprised to see that I had an ostomy bag again. I closed the bathroom door but it didn’t have a lock on it so I picked up the entire toilet and shoved it against the door.

Then I woke up and had to empty my j-pouch. This time, the pouch was completely full, just like my ostomy bag was in the dream.

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J-Pouch Dream 1: The Wolves

January 31, 2009

*This was my first j-pouch dream. The ostomy dreams are over and now my body sends me different messages at night to get me to wake up.

I woke up in the middle of the night and emptied my j-pouch. I was at home and had been up several times during the night. I walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water when I looked out the patio door and saw two wolves. Even though it was the middle of the night it was fairly bright out. The wolves were black, the size of horses.

Fresh snow covered the ground. Near the trees and bushes were mats of dead, wet leaves, which the wolves readily ate. I opened the patio door and stepped outside, watching them.

The wolves climbed onto the deck and looked at me, cautiously. Slowly I went back inside.

I was utterly amazed that I found these wolves patrolling the backyard in the middle of the night. I thought to myself, “Because of my j-pouch, I’m the only one who gets up several times a night to go to the bathroom. I might as well use this time getting up to do something productive.”

I made a plan to look for these wolves every time I got up. I planned on recording them with my camera and feeding them sausage. My goal was to make friends with them so that one day I could pet them.

And then I woke up and had to empty my j-pouch.