David Gillon

It's rare enough that I remember dreams, and disability tends to be a bit inconsistent in them. But last night/this morning was the first time I've dreamed of being hypermobile. Of course being a dream it couldn't just simply be 'Oh, you're bendy', no, I had managed to dislocate both left shoulder and right knee. Which is a slightly odd combination as while my left shoulder is dodgy, it's the right one that subluxes, and my right knee is one of the few joints I rarely have issues with.

I suspect the trigger for the dream was writing down notes for my wheelchair assessment next week. I don't recall the 'plot' per se of the dream, but whatever had caused the dislocations, I ended up being treated by itinerant Americans who for some reason had taken over a British hospital. It's logic, Jim, but not as we know it.