I had the strangest dream ever that night. For some bizarre reason I dreamed of slow dancing with an F-18E. It was the most wonderful dream ever, and because I was on meds for sleep I had completely uninterrupted dreams. We danced for what seemed like hours, with a few fast-dances. After a steamy make-out session, it ended after we stared into each other's eyes for several moments.
When I woke up at 7:00 I decided to ask the doctor the side effects of my pain medication. "loving christ, why do I have a woody right now?" I mumbled.