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Blarrgh. I woke up this morning at seven AM with that familiar tooth-falling-out nightmare.

That one hasn't bothered me in a long time--once I actually had a crown fall out, and had to cement it back in until I could get to a dentist, it became a familiar terror, and my subconscious was forced to retire it and stick to the other perennial favorites, which in my case are "attacking thing that won't die," and "animals dying in cages because I forgot about them," with occasional terribly rare cameos by "my tattoo is broken/vanishing." (I had thing-that-won't-die a few weeks back, but fortunately have been spared the cages so far, and the tattoo one almost HAS to be tied up in identity issues, which generally aren't a problem for me these days.)

I also frequently have moving nightmares, but when you're actually moving, the brain hates to be so predictable. (And I've had dreadful Con anxiety dreams before, the most memorable of which involved being attacked by zombies, and as I went down, my last dying thought was "I think we're out of Bad Egg t-shirts..." But I only get those the week before cons.)

However, apparently the statute of limitations on tooth dreams passed or something, so there it was again. It was fairly mild--one broken eyetooth--and I knew where a dentist was, so it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been, but I still woke up with that sick "urrrrgghhh..." sensation.

It's a common dream, and while I put very little stock in dream interpretation beyond the glaringly obvious, the glaringly obvious in this case links it to a sensation of situations out of control. Which, since I'm still panicky about all the stuff that needs to get done before I move, is pretty understandable.

I think I'll go risk the bad ozone day and scurry around the lake while it's still early, just to excise the demons. Then I'll come back and start trying to knock down some of these things-to-do, in hopes of forestalling any more such nightmares.

And I see the dentist next week anyway.


I get the forgotten pets one. I HATE that one.

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As far as teeth coming out dreams - I used to take that one as my subconscious getting at me for not keeping good enough care of my real teeth.

(That it would usually totally over-egg the message by having all my teeth falling out in a single long stuck-edge-to-edge strip was what usually clued me in that it was actually a dream. Realism? Hah!)

I also often get ones about my car being damaged. Those ones are much more convincing, though getting it nicked by Organised Crime the other night was an interesting variation.

My tooth dreams generally involve me with a loose tooth or two, pulling them out, looking at them, and putting them back in. Then going on my merry way, entirely untroubled. I tend to be a little startled when awake that I can't do the same thing.

"animals dying in cages because I forgot about them,"

I get that dream. Hate it-hate it-hate it! Also hate the tooth-falling-out (or wiggling Too Much) dream, too...

And, of course, I get the Mommy Dream of Danger To Child, which always keeps me awake for a while, convincing myself it's not fair to go wake her up and drag her into the grownup bed because Mommy had a bad dream. O:/

Condolences on the bad-dream-wakeup-call!

WTF, I had a nightmare about my teeth falling out this night.
And my dentist is this guy with a thick German accent, so he was really creepy in my dream O_o

My only zombie-related nightmare had me working in a research institution that was about to take on zombie staff. I was miserably caught between sheer terror and cringing guilt at my anti-zombie bigotry. Just before that was a sequence of Calvin and Hobbes attempting to raise the zombie of Queen Bodicea from her grave beneath a King's Cross Rail Station platform - I can't remember why, or what they were doing in London in the first place.

My only zombie-related nightmare had me working in a research institution that was about to take on zombie staff. I was miserably caught between sheer terror and cringing guilt at my anti-zombie bigotry.

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I have those tooth falling out dreams, too. The nightmares that really bother me are when I am trying to swallow and there is a long hair in my throat that I try to pull out and it keeps coming out like an endless thing. Aargh.

actually, I put it down to stress dreaming. You mind just chose teeth tonight.

I hate those! I don't get zombie dreams, but I do get the starving animals one and the teeth falling out* one. My road-trip-anxiety dream is a white Mercedes running me off the road.


*Not so much falling out, as all of them breaking up into sandy fragments.

And I've had dreadful Con anxiety dreams before, the most memorable of which involved being attacked by zombies...

Oh God, you mean I'm not the only one who has those?

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Grarg... I have those tooth-falling-out dreams, too. Those royally suck.

One of my dream dictionaries attributed the "loose teeth" or "teeth falling out" themes to life changes, specifically those that require more maturity somehow. We associate losing teeth with growing up, and when we are confronted with a situation that will require us to stretch ourselves this dream is often present.