Dreams quills

Dreams about being pricked by a porcupine on my hands and I had got all the quills out of my hand but one before I woke up but when I woke up my hand still felt like the quills where still in it

It started off i was in a brewery, there was three giants, the giants make me count things, for some reason some odd man gave me a till from a cashpoint behind him when i looked down rather than having money it had red betting chips and maggots covered in sand. I was carrying it round and then the giants made me count the holes on a plucked duck breast (from where the quills had been)