07-02-2009, 09:45 PM
Here's one for the books. First time in a while I had one like this.
I found myself in an examination room in a hospital type environment. A doctor was examining me and then he called in another doctor. After this one looked at me, he told me that I had something wrong with my kidney ââ¬â something was there that he had to take out. For some reason, I didn't like this doctor, but before I knew it, they had given me something and my legs collapsed beneath me rendering me unable to move. I was put face down on a table and this doctor, accompanied by a few nurses, began to do surgery on me. It was on an area right at the base of my spine. After a while, he said it was done and I was taken to this ââ¬Åroomââ¬Â where other people were also patients. The bed they took me to looked like it was made of pieces of smooth glass or tiles or something. It was red, blue and yellow. The pieces were each about 2 or 3 inches long formed into a basic mattress shape. I still couldn't move, so I was placed face down on this bed. I didn't like it at all. It was uncomfortable and I somehow made myself slip off of it and onto the floor. I kept on complaining, loudly, that I wanted a real mattress. The other people in the room seemed to be angry that I was complaining, but I didn't care. Finally someone said to get me a mattress. The first mattress they got me was very thin and I said it wasn't good enough, so they got a thicker one, that I guess I felt was okay. They hauled me up on that one, still face down, since they had cut into my back.
Then my dream jumped. I was still in a hospital, but this time I was pregnant and giving birth. My dad was standing off to the side with a strange look on his face. I gave birth to a baby that was completely covered in blood and some kind of red goo. Lots and lots of it. In fact, the whole table or bed where the baby was lying was covered in it. Someone was telling me to get the goo out of the baby's mouth, and I remember scooping it out and then taking a rubber syringe to suck out as much as I could. I kept on using my hands and wiping as much as I could from the baby's face and eyes, also. Someone then said that the baby was going to be fine, but I said that I couldn't hear it cry and that it was supposed to cry. I finally did hear a kind of gurgle, and someone again told me that I could stop, that the baby was going to be fine. That's about all I remember from the dream.
I found myself in an examination room in a hospital type environment. A doctor was examining me and then he called in another doctor. After this one looked at me, he told me that I had something wrong with my kidney ââ¬â something was there that he had to take out. For some reason, I didn't like this doctor, but before I knew it, they had given me something and my legs collapsed beneath me rendering me unable to move. I was put face down on a table and this doctor, accompanied by a few nurses, began to do surgery on me. It was on an area right at the base of my spine. After a while, he said it was done and I was taken to this ââ¬Åroomââ¬Â where other people were also patients. The bed they took me to looked like it was made of pieces of smooth glass or tiles or something. It was red, blue and yellow. The pieces were each about 2 or 3 inches long formed into a basic mattress shape. I still couldn't move, so I was placed face down on this bed. I didn't like it at all. It was uncomfortable and I somehow made myself slip off of it and onto the floor. I kept on complaining, loudly, that I wanted a real mattress. The other people in the room seemed to be angry that I was complaining, but I didn't care. Finally someone said to get me a mattress. The first mattress they got me was very thin and I said it wasn't good enough, so they got a thicker one, that I guess I felt was okay. They hauled me up on that one, still face down, since they had cut into my back.
Then my dream jumped. I was still in a hospital, but this time I was pregnant and giving birth. My dad was standing off to the side with a strange look on his face. I gave birth to a baby that was completely covered in blood and some kind of red goo. Lots and lots of it. In fact, the whole table or bed where the baby was lying was covered in it. Someone was telling me to get the goo out of the baby's mouth, and I remember scooping it out and then taking a rubber syringe to suck out as much as I could. I kept on using my hands and wiping as much as I could from the baby's face and eyes, also. Someone then said that the baby was going to be fine, but I said that I couldn't hear it cry and that it was supposed to cry. I finally did hear a kind of gurgle, and someone again told me that I could stop, that the baby was going to be fine. That's about all I remember from the dream.
