I dreamed I was a dog reading my own medical notes

I was a golden retriever, but with the weight of a full chart in my chest — not paper, but something like warm glass. My human (me) kept scribbling things: 'fatigue: mild', 'mood: stable'. I could feel the words vibrating through my ribs. The worst part? I understood them perfectly. I barked once — a low, knowing sound — and suddenly the notes dissolved into sunlight. When I woke up, my shoulder still felt heavy. Not from the dream. From the shift last week.