The foot and the doll

I was in a house (perhaps we had just recently moved in — there was more to this dream before this point that I can't remember), in my first-story bedroom. I noticed something really bizarre below the window — just along the edge of the wall, sticking out of the floor, was what appeared to be a human male foot, bottom-side up. I was both vaguely disturbed and fascinated.

I decided to pull up the rug and see what the foot was attached to. Instead of it being a human (body), it turned out that there was a weird female doll lying there in the floor, about 3 feet tall, made out of beige-painted metal, with joints and hinges very obvious, wearing perhaps a Victorian-era off-white dress. I brought it to the kitchen where my mom and dad were. My mom recognized the doll, but didn't really want to be associated with it. Apparently she had stashed it away there in the bedroom.

Puffy finger, magnesium pills

Greg got his old finger back from the library... apparently his pointer had been cut off to the first joint, but he had since regrown it (it was still a little swollen).. And I had skin cancer near my belly button so I had to go in soon to get a bunch of skin cut out... And I was going to be taking pills of magnesium (?) for a couple days to keep the pain away.... I guess my subconcious isn't trying to be scientific. Yuck.