My fucked up evil dream this morning

My dream this morning. I've been suffering concussion symptoms all month and when I went to sleep I dreamt I was at a show or something. there were some familiar faces there and some I didn't know who talked to me as if I did know them. I remember moshing for like a few seconds I think and someone tells me about hitting your head too many times. How it makes you not yourself anymore. this made dream me very anxious. Next thing I remember I was in a different location feeling nauseous and genuinely thinking I might throw up like I had to struggle to hold that shit down. I wonder what I looked like from the outside. Then I woke up still nauseous. Being tired still and not wanting to experience this feeling anymore I went back to sleep and accidently missed my therapy session. oops