You will not need to be an accomplished Freudian to analyze the dream that Audrey Ghizzoni keeps having lately.

"In the doorway, I see three football players," she says. "You know, big, big guys. They say to me, 'Come on, let's go!' And I say, 'No! I don't want to go!' "

Improbably, Audrey Ghizzoni is still only dreaming about going. She has been terminally ill with emphysema for 20 months. She was not expected to live for more than six of those months. Yet resolutely, she lies in the bedroom of her North Arlington home and hangs on.

Audrey is bedridden, and weak at times from lack of oxygen. She sleeps most of the day. She cannot get out of bed without help. The only food she eats is chocolate milkshakes made with Haagen Dazs ice cream, because she will vomit if she eats anything else.

Yet Audrey reads, and talks on the phone, and watches television, and keeps up with her grandchildren in Florida. How does she feel? "Pretty much the same as I did a year and a half ago," she says. "It's maintaining itself. The doctor has just certified me for the next Medicare period, which means he expects me to live for the next 90 days."

Audrey shrugs. "I may be around to vote {for president} in 1988," she says, with a smile. "Except nobody I'm interested in is in the race."

Ever since Audrey Ghizzoni was accepted as a patient by the Hospice of Northern Virginia in May 1986, she and her family have allowed me to visit them from time to time. The idea has been to portray a family as it copes with terminal illness. The Ghizzonis' hope (and mine) has been to help other families in similar situations.

Audrey and her husband John had been concerned last fall when their son Jack decided to move to California with his fiance. Jack had taken care of his mother during the day while his father was at work. Would John Ghizzoni be able to shoulder the entire burden of caring for his wife? Would Audrey lose her will to live without her son around?

The answers have been yes and no, in that order. "John is doing much better than he did before," Audrey reports. "He has even learned to make the bed with me in it."

As for Jack, he and Olivia have decided to come back to Arlington this spring to be married in the Ghizzonis' home. "That has been a source of motivation for me {to stay alive}," Audrey says. "I think it is. I'm sure it is." All the more so because Olivia has decided to wear the cream-colored gown in which Audrey married John.

Yet Audrey probably will have to be awakened for the ceremony. "I'm afraid that's the way it is with most things," she says, seeming embarrassed that she is less energetic than she was in her days as a lawyer, civic activist and women's rights lobbyist.

"For example, a friend came down from Connecticut to visit, and I just couldn't keep my eyes open. A blur of pink, and that was Alice. It's because I don't have enough oxygen." She sighs again and readjusts her nose clip. "It's just part of the process," Audrey says.

One unpleasant part of the process has avoided her for the last six months. "I haven't had a really bad spell, a spell where I couldn't breathe at all, since July 4," Audrey says. "You just wonder why."

Audrey says her spirits have been "pretty good most of the time." Another recurring dream is part of the reason.

"I dream about my mother an awful lot," Audrey says. "Why? I don't know. In the dream, we have a lot of fun that we never did when I was growing up."

Is this Audrey Ghizzoni's way of squaring her emotional accounts before she dies? "I don't know," she replies. "Probably so."

Audrey readjusts the pillow beneath her head. "I really do wish this were over with, even though I've been saying that for months," she says.

"Sometimes I think, 'What's the point of fighting to stay awake? What for?' Because I have nothing to do if I wake up." CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL

I am out of superlatives to describe how beautifully groups have responded to my annual fund-raising drive on behalf of Children's Hospital. So I'll let the groups speak for themselves. Here are the most recent senders-inners:

Wives of staff members, International Families of the Fund Office, International Monetary Fund ($1,044.75).

Apron Strings Club ($1,000).

The staff, Landover Hallmark Center, Landover Mall ($55).

Employees and users, Montgomery County Computer Center ($200 from raffling off a gingerbread house).

Office of Information Systems, Department of State ($102).

Employees, Office of Procurement, Assistance and Logistics (OPAL), Office of the Secretary, U.S. Department of Health and Human Services ($78 collected at the Christmas party).

Staff members, Landover Social Security Office, Landover Mall ($105).

Claudia A. Boddie's students, Douglass Junior High School, Southeast ($25).

Two Waldorf bowling groups: The Monday Nite Ladies ($160) and the Early Birds ($40).

The employees of Kiplinger Washington Editors and Editors Press (a tremendous $8,687.21 from this gang, which is always generous and always appreciated).

Master Carpet Cleaners, Fairfax ($300).

The employees of Elm Services, Rockville ($805).

Employees of the Food and Drug Administration's Center for Devices and Radiological Health ($550).

Forensic Services Division, U.S. Secret Service ($35).

Staffers, Digital Radio Networks, Vienna ($50).

The Docs of Dixieland ($300).

Participants in the 14th Annual Washington Post Cookie Orgy (an all-time high of $4,020. Special salutes to Mary Reider and Jeannene Joyner of the composing room).

FDA Records Section, Rockville ($60 in lieu of exchanging gifts).

Information Systems Planning & Support Branch, Internal Revenue Service ($40 from a bake sale).

"The gang and friends," Riggs National Bank, 1120 Vermont Ave. NW branch ($178.45).

The employees, Giant Pharmacy No. 1189, Leisure World Plaza, Silver Spring ($80).

Beth Lambda Sorority ($25).

Shooter's Hill Carolers ($127.01 from this gang's 21st annual musical foray through an Alexandria neighborhood).

Employees of the Accounting Department, The Washington Post ($229.75).

Office of Personnel Management, Agency for International Development ($36).

Operations Branch, USAISC-FSTC, Charlottesville ($20).

Office of Inspector General, General Services Administration ($35).

Parents Without Partners, Fairfax Chapter 715 ($100).

Just great! Many thanks.


Make a check or money order payable to Children's Hospital and mail it to Bob Levey, The Washington Post, Washington, D.C., 20071.