Pregnancy dreams and bedrest

I have spent almost most of the last 4 weeks in bed, and just about all of the last 2 of them completely.
I had a dream this morning of Valentine's day and Easter Candy. I was in a store and I had 10 minutes to choose all the handmade and dipped chocolate anything you can think of and candy. Funny thing was I couldn't make a decision. I would sit and contemplate each one I came across and try to determine how sick I would be from it.
They all looked so amazing and yummy. I walked out of the store with nothing. Caden and Riordan wanted to know what I got and were so upset I got nothing. Then my car wouldn't start with all my babies in it. I couldn't get a hold of Mike and 911 was busy.
This was truly a nightmare!! It's so weird how the subconcious works like that. I know the store part was how I have such a limited array of food that doesn't make me sick right now. I think letting down the children is how I feel right now because I literally can't do anything with them. I get visits to my bed and when I'm with them by myself we are on the couch watching TV.
Car not starting is my body out of whack and not getting a hold of Mike or 911 is that no one can do anything to help me. It's all a waiting game.
I'm surprised I don't have bedsores at this point. What I do have is body aches and pains from laying in the same spot for awhile or maybe my muscles are just atrophying (is that a word?) I have a headache every day, which is common for this point because of the placenta starting to take over and provide the nutrients for the baby. Plus I'm sure do to dehydration.
My lips are one big scab. My face and my head are like dandruff with the light peeling of skin all over everyday, all from dehydration and probably getting sick. I think my abs finally are used to exercise 2-3 times a day because they don't hurt anymore nor does my chest.
Mike, bless his heart, has finally realized what it's like to be a housewife. After four weeks he has finally finished all 20 loads of laundry. I'm afraid to tell him they will be back in just a couple of days, easily. He said a housewifes work is never done. He gets it. He realizes how impossible it is with 3 little ones to do it on your own.
Very few people understand the severity of how I feel and what movement does to me and how the bed saves me. It's complete torture to move around. I can't stand the smell of anything cooking in the kitchen, it sends me running to the bathroom. Soaps, perfumes, even the kids breath do me in. My own breath knocks me out because I can't use mint toothpaste without you know. We have been living off takeout for weeks now and I know that everyone is sick of it. Plus not to mention how frighteningly expensive it is.
I can't wait to feel better to get our house back in order, eat yes a milkshake I think I say that all the time now, and play with my children. I know Mike is counting the minutes as well.
This is going to be a tough week. Mike is in NM tomorrow all day and back late tomorrow night and Tuesday night he has a dinner meeting with his normal meetings all throughout the week.
Caden has school this week and that's the only time I will be leaving the house if I can't have someone take him/pick him up.