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Jun. 23rd, 2021 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mayalaenI had a dream last night where I think I was Dean Winchester, but my family was still my family. I kept having tooth pain, and I had already been to this place before to get dental work done, so I knew how it worked.
This time I was in the prep area where families can still be with you, but I was already on a rolling stretcher table. My family didn’t look like my family, but three to five of them would be around me at one time.
A doctor in a lab coat came out of the back and handed me a bunch of pills out of his hand. There was lint and a few pieces of paper in with the pills and I was like ugh that sucks so I started picking through them.
For some reason I only took one of the pills that I knew would put me to sleep for the procedure. It was a clear capsule with little white balls in it.
I got distracted by my family, but I don’t know what they were going on about. Something stupid, but it distracted me long enough that I started to feel a little sleepy and was kinda drooling and having a hard time functioning.
One of the assistants that walked around the prep room noticed I was starting to feel what he thought were both the pills, so he told me to say goodbye to my family and started to wheel me off through the back door.
Outside it was an apocalypse wasteland. I wasn’t shocked or upset, so I must have known and been fine with it. The skies were orange-y dark and I grabbed onto the sides of the bed while the assistant pulled me over rocky, debris-strewn ground to a big warehouse.
Once inside the warehouse I saw a bunch of other people and creatures on beds similar to mine. I knew this was where the procedures were done, but I’d never seen it before.
It looked like an old car mechanic’s shop. It was greasy with car parts and tools hanging on the walls.
I was so wasted that I couldn’t make my mouth move correctly, and I kept wiping at the drool, but more kept coming.
The assistant positioned me at one of the areas set aside for procedures. There was a rolling tool chest, a bright light, and a stool for the doctor to sit on. He left me there, spike tail swishing behind him as he left me.
The more I looked around, the more I realized only a few of the beings in the warehouse were human, and more and more I realized this probably wasn’t a good position to be in. I knew I had to drive myself home because my family went home and only my mom stayed behind to be with me, and I knew she couldn’t drive, so I was starting to freak out about driving us home.
A few of the doctors working on patients noticed I was having a hard time, so they called in some assistants and other doctors. They realized I wasn’t fully drugged, and all of them panicked.
I wasn’t supposed to have seen this area. I wasn’t supposed to have seen the not-human patients and doctors or the warehouse itself. They were scrambling around trying to figure out what to do with me when one asked me if I had taken the second pill.
I showed him the pills and lint and papers in my hand, and he was like OH NO THIS IS REALLY REALLY BAD and I was like no it’s okay I’ll just take it now. I popped it in my mouth and swallowed it, but they were all still freaking out because I had seen too much.
They were talking amongst each other, panicked and wide eyed, when one of them suggested maybe I shouldn’t make it through the surgery.
I was like wait no I don’t care about all this. I know there’s creatures in the world. I know this place is a dump, but I don’t care, I just want cheap dental care.
They didn’t listen to me and instead changed languages to something that sounded like grunting and clicking and whining.
They came to a decision and two of them started wheeling me off through the doors at the back of the warehouse. We were inside another hospital with pristine white floors and white walls and people around everywhere.
The two doctors hurried down corridor after corridor with me as I felt the effects of the second pills becoming stronger and stronger.
As they wheeled me into a large procedure room that was so bright I couldn’t keep my eyes open, all I could think about was that I was too wasted to drive myself home and my family wasn’t going to bother coming to pick me and my mom up.
I lost consciousness as the white lights in the room overwhelmed my senses.
This time I was in the prep area where families can still be with you, but I was already on a rolling stretcher table. My family didn’t look like my family, but three to five of them would be around me at one time.
A doctor in a lab coat came out of the back and handed me a bunch of pills out of his hand. There was lint and a few pieces of paper in with the pills and I was like ugh that sucks so I started picking through them.
For some reason I only took one of the pills that I knew would put me to sleep for the procedure. It was a clear capsule with little white balls in it.
I got distracted by my family, but I don’t know what they were going on about. Something stupid, but it distracted me long enough that I started to feel a little sleepy and was kinda drooling and having a hard time functioning.
One of the assistants that walked around the prep room noticed I was starting to feel what he thought were both the pills, so he told me to say goodbye to my family and started to wheel me off through the back door.
Outside it was an apocalypse wasteland. I wasn’t shocked or upset, so I must have known and been fine with it. The skies were orange-y dark and I grabbed onto the sides of the bed while the assistant pulled me over rocky, debris-strewn ground to a big warehouse.
Once inside the warehouse I saw a bunch of other people and creatures on beds similar to mine. I knew this was where the procedures were done, but I’d never seen it before.
It looked like an old car mechanic’s shop. It was greasy with car parts and tools hanging on the walls.
I was so wasted that I couldn’t make my mouth move correctly, and I kept wiping at the drool, but more kept coming.
The assistant positioned me at one of the areas set aside for procedures. There was a rolling tool chest, a bright light, and a stool for the doctor to sit on. He left me there, spike tail swishing behind him as he left me.
The more I looked around, the more I realized only a few of the beings in the warehouse were human, and more and more I realized this probably wasn’t a good position to be in. I knew I had to drive myself home because my family went home and only my mom stayed behind to be with me, and I knew she couldn’t drive, so I was starting to freak out about driving us home.
A few of the doctors working on patients noticed I was having a hard time, so they called in some assistants and other doctors. They realized I wasn’t fully drugged, and all of them panicked.
I wasn’t supposed to have seen this area. I wasn’t supposed to have seen the not-human patients and doctors or the warehouse itself. They were scrambling around trying to figure out what to do with me when one asked me if I had taken the second pill.
I showed him the pills and lint and papers in my hand, and he was like OH NO THIS IS REALLY REALLY BAD and I was like no it’s okay I’ll just take it now. I popped it in my mouth and swallowed it, but they were all still freaking out because I had seen too much.
They were talking amongst each other, panicked and wide eyed, when one of them suggested maybe I shouldn’t make it through the surgery.
I was like wait no I don’t care about all this. I know there’s creatures in the world. I know this place is a dump, but I don’t care, I just want cheap dental care.
They didn’t listen to me and instead changed languages to something that sounded like grunting and clicking and whining.
They came to a decision and two of them started wheeling me off through the doors at the back of the warehouse. We were inside another hospital with pristine white floors and white walls and people around everywhere.
The two doctors hurried down corridor after corridor with me as I felt the effects of the second pills becoming stronger and stronger.
As they wheeled me into a large procedure room that was so bright I couldn’t keep my eyes open, all I could think about was that I was too wasted to drive myself home and my family wasn’t going to bother coming to pick me and my mom up.
I lost consciousness as the white lights in the room overwhelmed my senses.