The night before Justin's surgery I had this dream that Justin died. I think I was overly anxious about his surgery. I dreamt that his surgery did not go well and he died during the procedure. It was extremely real in my dream...the surgeon came out of the OR to tell me the news and how sorry he was, etc. The dream went on in great detail of what followed, I had to call Justin's parents, friends, family, etc.
The whole dream was too real for my liking. In fact, so real that I woke from my dream and threw up. I was that upset, the dream was that real.
I don't know if that is a testament to how much I love Justin...but I can tell you in all of my years of dreaming that I have had several dreams that I could have sworn were real, but never have I made myself sick from them.