My parents gave me a lobotomy
At least, I think it was a lobotomy. At the moment, it was rather apparent that they were going to do something to my brain, and they weren't telling me about it.
Strangely enough, I didn't mind all that much.
Remember those 'Exposed Man' anatomical kits you buy from the hobby store, with transparent 'skin'?
That's what my head looked like. Brain and eyes and ears floating in space. I know this because I had a rather decent out of body view of my brain.
Then the phone rang.
Of course, it was for me. Oddly enough, I was able to answer it. The call was from a woman who was thanking me for a letter I sent to her thanking her.
Of course, the fact I had a dream about my parents cutting out chunks of my brain definitely exposes my psychotic nature.