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I couldn't go to the PODIATRIST TODAY. I WOKE UP with BAD CHEST PAINS, so I CANCELLED THE DOCTOR AND WENT BACK TO BED. The pains were REALLY BAD-------THEY FELT like SOMEBODY WAS STICKING A FORK INTO MY CHEST! I didn't WANT TO RISK HAVING A HEART-ATTACK, so I WENT BACK TO BED. I had a nice, but strange, dream, ABOUT MOM AND DADDY, AND SARGE-------ONE OF MY DOBIES.

I dreamt that MOM WAS IN THE KITCHEN, COOKING SUPPER. She told me to GO OUTSIDE AND FEED SARGE, AS HE WAS GETTING HUNGRY, so I WENT OUTSIDE TO FEED HIM. After I FED HIM, I PLAYED with him for awhile. I called him a 'BIG BOOGER', and I WAS LAUGHING at the EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE, WHEN MOM CALLED ME BACK INTO THE HOUSE. When I went back inside, Mom was talking to CPL SANDOVAL, one of the policemen who used to go to our cafe. Cpl Sandoval wanted to ask me some questions, and I SAID, 'SURE', so we sat down in the front room, and he started asking me questions. I don't know what it was all about, but I REMEMBER THE QUESTIONS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH CARS AND WATER.

Daddy came back from the store, at that point. He had a bag of groceries, and when CPL SANDOVAL told him WHY HE WAS THERE, DADDY SAID, 'WELL WE CAN'T GO WITH YOU, BUT DEANNA CAN GO WITH YOU. SHE KNOWS MORE ABOUT IT THAN WE DO!', so I went with CPL SANDOVAL to the police station, but I WOKE UP, THEN. My chest was STILL SORE, BUT NOT HURTING LIKE IT WAS.