{"product_id":"le-docteur-inquietant-version-francaise","title":"The disturbing doctor","description":"\u003ch3\u003eDream #1: The disturbing doctor\u003c\/h3\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003cimg style=\"float: none;\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0734\/8830\/2401\/files\/Le-docteur-inquietant_Comprendre-vos-reves_2_1024x1024.jpg?v=1721999136\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI am in a building, in an unfurnished apartment. I am accompanied by a little girl of about 3 years old, undressed. I know that Dr. Guy Turcotte is coming to meet his ex-partner in an apartment near mine. I am afraid to see him and prefer to leave. I tell the little girl to get dressed, she puts on a sweater and pink pants made of a cozy fabric. I look out the window hoping to escape but it is too high, I have to take the hallway and I meet Dr. Guy Turcotte accompanied by a young teenager wearing a sweater with a hood over his head. Dr. Turcotte\u0026#39;s gaze is terrifying and I clearly have the impression that he is going to commit a violent act against his ex-partner. I find myself outside near my partner. The young teenager is near us and crying... He tells us that Dr. Turcotte forced him to follow him. I find myself in a hospital, I look for a toilet to go \u0026quot;pee\u0026quot; and I see in a room a sick child in bed. I think he has difficulty breathing; the doctors put him in a basin of water which allows him to breathe better and I notice that he has branches like a fish. \u003cspan class=\"notion-enable-hover\" data-token-index=\"1\" data-reactroot=\"\"\u003eGuy Turcotte case: a trial, two solitudes\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cspan class=\"notion-enable-hover\" data-token-index=\"2\" data-reactroot=\"\"\u003eThey met in 1999 while they were studying at the faculty of medicine of the Université Laval, in Quebec City. He, solitary, meticulous, organized and regular as the heartbeat, will become a cardiologist. She, sociable, bubbly, open-minded, resourceful and comfortable with the unexpected, will become an emergency physician. Two destinies... predestined: those of Guy Turcotte and Isabelle Gaston. Don\u0026#39;t they say that opposites attract? Their story promised to be a beautiful story: youth, love, two beautiful healthy children, social and professional success that, moreover, protected them from the financial worries that undermine so many couples. But the beautiful story turned into a tragedy on February 20, 2009, in the house that Guy Turcotte had been renting since their separation. The good father, the good doctor, killed his children, Olivier, 5, and Anne Sophie, 3, in a scenario worthy of a master of horror films. On February 20, 2009, Guy Turcotte destroyed what he and Isabelle had built, he wiped out their most precious success. Their divorce, apparently difficult and costly, was made official last April, just as the criminal trial was beginning. At the end of a highly publicized 12-week trial, Guy Turcotte was found not criminally responsible for the murder of his children.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch3\u003eDream #2: Visit my in-laws\u003c\/h3\u003e\n\u003cblockquote\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eShare\u003c\/strong\u003e : I work with the Angel Aniel and I ask him: WHY AM I IN HYPOTHYROIDISM? Concretely, I have been in hypothyroidism for 8 years, I have a lifelong treatment. The symptoms are: chronic fatigue, memory loss, constipation, hair loss, depression, changing moods... despite the treatment, these symptoms can remain present.\u003c\/blockquote\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDream\u003c\/strong\u003e: I am in Paris with my brother-in-law (my husband's brother), my sister-in-law and my husband. Concretely, they have just had a baby. It's the end of the day, we're walking around Paris while waiting for our train. My sister-in-law talks a lot, I feel comfortable with all three of them, but I stand back a little because I feel inferior (concretely, that's also how I feel about things). We are in a street and all 3 of them are sitting on the stairs, eating ice cream. I didn't want it, I isolated myself, I withdrew, I didn't feel well. I feel bothered by my sister-in-law, I feel jealousy (at times, I can really feel that in concrete terms). We continue walking, we visit galleries, we look at paintings. There are people in the street and my sister-in-law continues to talk, it really bothers me... \u003cspan class=\"notion-enable-hover\" data-token-index=\"1\" data-reactroot=\" \"\u003eand I wake up with a tight, itchy throat!! In life we ​​don't see each other often because geography separates us. We went to see them two weeks ago to meet their baby. On the surface I didn't feel like I was too bothered, but deep down I couldn't wait to go home!! She's a calm person, very feminine, intelligent, when she speaks everyone is silent... when I'm in contact with her, I don't feel at ease and it's the same with her. to my brother-in-law.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch3\u003eDream #3: On a moped\u003c\/h3\u003e\n\u003cblockquote\u003eShare: I work with lezalel. It was a period when I was wondering about a project to set up in the provinces. Is it a fair decision to leave Paris for the provinces?\u003c\/blockquote\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI'm at a friend's house (unknown in real life), she's brunette. There are other people. I have to go home. An aunt who is there must also leave (my aunt is a dynamic, active, lively woman, who looks much younger than her age. She has many health problems but she overcomes them with good humor and distance). She could possibly drive me home, but that's not her route at all. Finally I decide to go home on foot. I live quite far away but I don't mind walking. I find myself in the street on a moped. I tell myself that this moped must be running badly because it hasn't been used for a long time. I'm on it rolling but it hasn't started yet. I believe it to be old and of little power. I start it while driving and I realize that it is bigger than I thought and that it even drives very well. I'm at a red light. All the other vehicles are stopped in the center of the street, but I stopped very close to the sidewalk on the right side. I'm the only one there, the others are all in the middle of the street. I see a police officer monitoring traffic. I wonder if I have the right to stop there and I tell myself that the policeman will surely whistle at me if I don't have the right. The light turns green: the policeman lets me pass. I ride and everything is fine, but little by little the road starts to climb to become an extremely steep slope. I then have to get off the moped to push it. You then have to climb the street, the people around do it on foot. It's really difficult to move forward. I see a mother and her daughter near me. I know that once at the top it will be fine, the hardest part will be over, but we have to get to the top first!\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch3\u003eDream #4: Severe judgment\u003c\/h3\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI will be judged by the Canadian court with my ex-spouse for the failure of my relationship since my immigration to Quebec. A man explains to us how the trial will take place and shows us the room where it will take place. We are with other people who must also be judged for crimes which are not crimes like us. With my ex-partner, we tell ourselves that we will not have any leniency from the court because we are French. Our respective lawyers arrive and handcuff us. To me, she is a woman and she consciously left the handcuffs open, because she knows that what is happening is not right. I am relieved because with the suffering from Fibromyalgia that I have had for 8 years, it would have been very difficult to bear with my hands tied behind my back. I tell my two daughters that I\u0026#39;m going to treat us to a little taste treat and go buy some French pastries. I arrive at a chocolatier and in front of him is a pastry chef (these are stands). I buy 3 bars of dark chocolate, it\u0026#39;s worth $7. The young pastry shop assistant is not happy because I don\u0026#39;t buy anything from her. I ask him to prepare 3 balls of chocolate meringues for me. The saleswoman at the chocolatier says that these young saleswomen have no patience, I agree. I add something else to my chocolate order and it comes to $160. I say that it is not possible, that there is a mistake. I look in my wallet and my credit cards are gone, there\u0026#39;s not even any cash. I panic... I run away. I arrive at my lover in total panic. He remains very calm, serene and says to me: “calm down, we will think and find your money.” I am in a brand new kitchen, large, light with light colored cabinets. There is a lack of storage furniture. I suggest putting mine on. They are in the attic, there are a lot of them. \u003cspan class=\"notion-enable-hover\" data-token-index=\"1\" data-reactroot=\"\"\u003eThese are the first kitchen units that I bought with my son\u0026#39;s father, they are in light oak and always fashionable.\u003c\/span\u003e It\u0026#39;s not my attic and I notice animal droppings. I tell my friend it\u0026#39;s bigger than a mouse. She tells me yes. As I had to sit down to look at this excrement, it is difficult for me to get up due to fibromyalgia... 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