You're experiencing something that many people describe that are on a treatment protocol with Harvoni in it. The term "Lucid" is often used to describe the dreams, some good, some unsettling. This one obviously really shook you up. How are you feeling about it now? Whether it's a recurring theme, that's hard to say. People mention sleeping quite heavily and experience the dreaming for the first few weeks and it lets up. Whether or not they continue to be disturbing, I can't say, but the lucidity has lasted. You never know when one of those dreams will make you wake up smiling, so go to bed with nice thoughts on your mind! I'm all about waking up with a smile
These are powerful medications that affect all parts of your mind and body. It's going to take some time for your body to adjust to the changes. Everything you're feeling right now is your body asking you "what are you feeding me"? It should level out and calm down. Hang in there, the dragon is trying to fight a losing battle with Big Pharma. You didn't think it would go down without a fight did ya? Nah....
Winfrey50 said
Apr 22, 2016
This morning I took my Rib, Harv, Dak to start my 4th day of treatment. I'm on a 12 week course (gnome 3 with early cirrossi) with every reason to believe that I am on my way to being cured. I truely feel the virus slipping away with every bottle of water I force feed myself. I'm doing the 3 1/2 liters of H20 per day with a large kale, spinach, broccoli, beets, smoothie in the evening. So far, so good........feel okay other than my liver feels a bit tight, a bit swollen maybe.......not too sure as I'm somewhat of a headcase.
I had a bizarre dream last night that I thought I'd share. ... I dreamt that I woke in the middle of the night. I was in the house I'd grown up in, very realistic, seemed very natural, could even feel the shag carpet under my feet when I sat at the side of my bed. That long carpet told me that this was sometime in the early 70's.
I moved quietly on the balls of my feet down the dark hallway. It's crazy man but I could hear my dad snoring from behind the door that faced me at the halls end. The dream took on a nightmare quality when I passed my older brother Rob's door. He'd been killed in Vietnam in '73', and I was terrified just contemplating whether or not he was in there. I don't know why, but I was scared ****less.
The only lights I can remember seeing were from my old clock radio, and a dim sort of bluish glow that seeped from between the kitchen refrigerator and its slightly open door. This last part I could see from bottom of our stairway. I remember that I thought about the food going bad.
In the kitchen I opened the fridge. Completely empty except for a Tupperware container about the size of a shoebox but square shaped. It was opaque but I could see though it somewhat, just that something red, bloody, like a big chunk of raw meat was in there. Strange, I remember thinking.
Hi David,
You're experiencing something that many people describe that are on a treatment protocol with Harvoni in it. The term "Lucid" is often used to describe the dreams, some good, some unsettling. This one obviously really shook you up. How are you feeling about it now? Whether it's a recurring theme, that's hard to say. People mention sleeping quite heavily and experience the dreaming for the first few weeks and it lets up. Whether or not they continue to be disturbing, I can't say, but the lucidity has lasted. You never know when one of those dreams will make you wake up smiling, so go to bed with nice thoughts on your mind! I'm all about waking up with a smile
These are powerful medications that affect all parts of your mind and body. It's going to take some time for your body to adjust to the changes. Everything you're feeling right now is your body asking you "what are you feeding me"? It should level out and calm down. Hang in there, the dragon is trying to fight a losing battle with Big Pharma. You didn't think it would go down without a fight did ya? Nah....
This morning I took my Rib, Harv, Dak to start my 4th day of treatment. I'm on a 12 week course (gnome 3 with early cirrossi) with every reason to believe that I am on my way to being cured. I truely feel the virus slipping away with every bottle of water I force feed myself. I'm doing the 3 1/2 liters of H20 per day with a large kale, spinach, broccoli, beets, smoothie in the evening. So far, so good........feel okay other than my liver feels a bit tight, a bit swollen maybe.......not too sure as I'm somewhat of a headcase.
I had a bizarre dream last night that I thought I'd share. ... I dreamt that I woke in the middle of the night. I was in the house I'd grown up in, very realistic, seemed very natural, could even feel the shag carpet under my feet when I sat at the side of my bed. That long carpet told me that this was sometime in the early 70's.
I moved quietly on the balls of my feet down the dark hallway. It's crazy man but I could hear my dad snoring from behind the door that faced me at the halls end. The dream took on a nightmare quality when I passed my older brother Rob's door. He'd been killed in Vietnam in '73', and I was terrified just contemplating whether or not he was in there. I don't know why, but I was scared ****less.
The only lights I can remember seeing were from my old clock radio, and a dim sort of bluish glow that seeped from between the kitchen refrigerator and its slightly open door. This last part I could see from bottom of our stairway. I remember that I thought about the food going bad.
In the kitchen I opened the fridge. Completely empty except for a Tupperware container about the size of a shoebox but square shaped. It was opaque but I could see though it somewhat, just that something red, bloody, like a big chunk of raw meat was in there. Strange, I remember thinking.