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  1. I had s dream last that i had to go to school which it looked like a s hospital with my nan who passed away 7 years ago
    Any suggestions which i can do anything about these dreams ikeep on having.

  2. I had a dream that the guy I used to talk was in hospital but I wasn’t visiting him and he was all beat up like he was in an accident he was covered in blood and bandages and was on oxygen.

  3. I dream that I am exploring a hospital which had just gone through extensive upgrading that it has become so high tech.

  4. I had a dream last night where I was visiting the hospital with my mom and little brother. My grandpa who passed away almost 3 years ago was in the hospital bed, seeming to be fine but was on oxygen. Then an alarm went off, and people with ADHD (like me) had to wear masks and along with everyone else run outside. On the way, I saw a hospital bed being rolled outside quickly (not my grandpa) and my older brother appeared but wasn’t wearing the ADHD mask and said ”I’ll be fine if I breathe through my teeth” and then it ended.

  5. I had a dream that I have a very painful leg and I went to the hospital to see a doctor and he exmin my leg and he told me that it will be fine but he didn’t give any medicine and when I went home I try to uncover my leg to saw my sister but she said said exactly the opposite with what the doctor said.

    • Second time I’m having a dream about having a heart attack and asking people on the way to help me but they keep saying no , until I finally manage to drag myself to the hospital and be on the verge of death as soon as I get there . Just when I’m about to die is usually when I wake up . Can someone interpret this for me

  6. I dreamt that I was on the operating table (in hospital theatre) having heart surgery. I observed the process from cutting, to placing in the retractor to open the rib cage, to the doctor then proceeding to closing the rib cage, but did not fix all the bleeders, I protested (standing next to the doctor, so I was on the table and standing next to the doctor) the blood needs to be stopped or I may bleed to death. Then I had to plead for the doctor to put in wire to hold my chest together (so my chest healed and would not fall apart). The feeling was one of pleading, but not being listened too. I felt connected but distant from myself there was no sense of being connected, I would have said the same thing for anyone else. The intensity of the images of the chest being open and the bleeding was very vivid and remains that way even today.


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