Dream Gel - Personal Revelations:

I had been offered a breakfast, but most of what they had offered, I simply could not eat. Every time I was to take the first bite, I felt an odd, but very strong revulsion to something within what had been referred to, as food.

Whatever it had been, it wasn't agreeing with my stomach, if I actually persisted, I was feeling sick and soon it was coming back up, a disgusting mess. I had refused to even look at it, after that. Even if I had started to feel more and more hungry. I just couldn't eat what they served, no idea as to why?

I had managed to swallow an entire glass of water, just gulping eagerly and greedier by the gulp. I had not had any problem with the orange juice, or the apples, or carrots, as it were. There had been more vegetables, most of which went down fairly well in the end.

In the end, my appetite had proven pretty generous, for the girl I had been when I had been signed in. Maybe that's a bad comparison, when you look closer at what I had managed to consume, before I had finally come to finish my meal?

I had had a brief rest, before they stated to prod and examine me, taking all kinds of tests, cell tests, of everything that was available, skin, hair, and saliva, for a good starter.

I had then been submitted to other tests, not quite as invasive. The tread mill, a stationary bike, while measuring both heart rate, respiration, bodily temperature and the EEG, from what I recall, I could have mixed it up, forgotten, or added something?

Apparently, I had managed to fare pretty well, even if the values acquired, were well out of the expected range, either up, or down the scales? It just made no sense. Maybe something was terribly wrong, or they had simply picked the wrong expectations? What were they actually comparing with?

From what I think I understand, from what I had overheard, my blood pressure and heart rate were way below anything they could make sense of. I guess this amused me no end, as I looked at their faces.

I had been submitted to the test, once more, just in order to validate what they had found, but to no avail, it all still stayed out of their grasp. Even if my respiration had moved up slightly, mainly due to the prolonged and intensified exertion I had been experiencing. Which I guess was to be expected?

Then I had a new test, just before I had been allowed my lunch. The new tests had been repeated. Each and every one, in the same order. They had felt forced to repeat the exercise, just to validate, and the result was the same. Maybe the heart rate had gone down, slightly, at the pre lunch trials? Aside from that, nothing had changed, not in the least.

Thankfully, lunch went better, while all the failures had been stricken off of my list. I was not to be served anything containing what I had not managed to eat. Apparently, only vegetables are on the list of available food? I could live with it, I enjoy the taste, I like eating them. Yeah, eating. I couldn't help myself, giggling at the thought.

Just after lunch, I had been submitted to a new round of tests, how unexpected? They repeated it, for 'Validation', as they had expressed it. That's the luck of my day?

Movement had not particularly been impeded, thankfully. Though the bike felt strange to me. I like, what I look like, and how it feels, in general. No real exceptions either. I just feel good, about a great deal of things, in general.

The one downer, I couldn't wear any of my old clothes, not a single one of them. I guess I could have new once created for me, even if it was to come at a cost?

Guess what, they had promised me a massage, just before bedtime. I had been ecstatic, I love how she made me feel, back at the day before. How could I protest? I had even been promised, it was the very same girl. That made me even more excited.