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At the end of the dream, I was making a necklace. It was going to have many strands of colorful, heavy beads that were going to attach to the one I was working on. I was trying to weave a dark purple velvet string with a gold chain and tie a purple gemstone into it, but the stone wasn't visible after I wove it in and the chain was far too long to use it as planned. Then I had another idea. I attached an earring hook to one end, a monocle next to it, a moustache in the middle, and a pocketwatch at the end. When the earring was put in, the monocle was in front of the eye, the moustache went under the nose, the chain then went behind the ear on the other side and hung down into the pocket where the watch sat. It was pretty awesome but I don't know if it would really work.
It's difficult to remember the details of the rest of the dream. I was giving blood transfusions and there was some experimental surgery that I was going to perform, under the direction of someone I assumed was a doctor or surgeon (or with medical credentials higher than mine, anyway). My sister and the child she was nannying for were going to be the first set of patients, and my brother and someone else were going to be the second set. Near the end of the dream, we transfused blood to the guy and were going to test it on him but found out it wasn't going to work.
I remember saying at some point to someone "Maybe you're the problem" but I don't remember whom I said it to or what it was about.
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I slept from 10 AM to 12:15 (midnight) after taking half of an extended-release cyclobenzaprine. (A non-narcotic muscle relaxer I got as a sample from my doctor but didn't like because it was so sedating... apparently it works great as a sleeping pill!) Dreamed I was in New York visiting my sister and met with a lot of religious leaders who were professors at the college she was attending. These dreams felt very significant but my memories are too hazy to record anything that makes sense.
I went back to sleep around 4:45 and slept until 8:45. These dreams are from when I went back to sleep.
I was in a grocery store with my wife. We were fugitives (from what had happened in the last dream, but I didn't remember that yet). We were approached by the store manager who said the police were on the way. I grabbed a package of fancy cheese and ran across the store where I found a display of wine bottles. At this point, I remembered that I'd done this before and knew which wines I needed to take. Then my wife and I split up. (We now looked like Peter and Lois from Family Guy.)
My memory gets vague here but at some point I was standing in a courtroom in front of a judge, and I ran into a room across the hall where I set one of the wine bottles down and picked up a set of keys from the table. Then I was running down a spiral staircase. Now I realized that I was repeating a dream I'd just had hours earlier, and realized that I knew what to do because I'd done it before. I threw the cheese on the stairs and stepped on it, which somehow made me run faster. Then I got into the elevator at the bottom of the stairs. I had two bottles of red wine and one bottle of white wine, and I pushed the elevator button quickly (with one of the bottles), knowing it was a short matter of time before the elevator attendant recognized me. He did by the time we got to the bottom but my wife was there and we started running again.
I knew that this was a dream, because I remembered that I had just dreamed the same thing, but was focused on finishing it, like playing a video game again to get a higher score. It didn't occur to me to do anything else.
Next, I dreamed that I was standing by the backyard sliding glass door, looking through the blinds at the back fence. There was a second fence right behind it leading to the neighbor's yard (in reality there's a funeral home there) and both mine and his gates were open, and his dogs had gotten into our backyard. He was there, trying to get them out. He looked like Chuck Norris. He looked up and I thought he saw me at the window, but then I turned my head and saw that I was actually in my bedroom, in bed. (This wasn't a false awakening, as I thought I was already awake the whole time.)
My house looked very much like it does in waking life, but where I live with my wife, in this dream I was living with my brother and sister. It was still my house, though. The backyard was overgrown and I had that piece of cheese from the earlier dream, which I'd wrapped in a few dead spiky leaves from a palm tree and planted in the garden. I was showing him which areas needed special attention when mowing the lawn and weeding and trimming, so we wouldn't get another overgrowth violation from the city.
The neighbors were playing VERY loud music. Both my brother and sister were yelling at them to turn it off, and he went up to the fence and yelled something rude. I said (projecting but not yelling, as I was on the other side of the yard) "Could you just turn it down a little, please?" I was hoping to compensate for their rude approach, and felt like if I apologized for their behavior right in front of them I would be offending them.
A few of the neighbors jumped over the fence and got into an argument with my brother and sister, and I said "I'm sorry, it shouldn't have been addressed that way. But would you turn the volume down, please?" They went back over the fence and they did turn it down, and I thanked them.
Then my mom and dad came into the backyard, lugging a large fishtank which she intended to use as some kind of sensory deprivation tank for therapy. They also had the base of a carousel, and it was large and pink, with shallow indentations like where paint would go on a palette. Suddenly, a SWAT team of 15 men and 5 police officers with dogs ran into the yard. I hoped they wouldn't search the house and find a massive stash of hallucinogens in my room. Instead, they dug up a gigantic plastic mushroom which was painted in shades of purple, pink, and white. This piece screwed into the base of the carousel. The police left.
Everyone cleared out of the backyard. I walked up to a shed along the side of the house near the fence (not there in reality) and was messing with the lightswitches. I realized that the one I'd assumed didn't work actually turned on the light in the shed. The lights were very faint, and I looked closely to see the type of bulb so that I could replace them with brighter ones. I saw a "red/green" switch at the base of each and realized that this was a darkroom! I ran out to tell someone that I'd discovered a darkroom and ran into a group of elderly people at the gate. One of them asked the time, and I said, "I'm sorry, I don't have a watch," but suddenly there WAS a watch on my wrist. It said 1:45. Then it said 2:45. Then it said 2:52. (I didn't recognize that this indicated a dream and thought that my watch might be broken.)
I walked with them for a while, talking with the old lady who'd asked the time. She said she used to work 3 days a week, and I told her I did as well (12-hour shifts x 3 shifts a week is full time.) I asked what she used to do, wondering if she'd been a nurse as well. She handed me a brochure which told her autobiography in short paragraphs. (The text did not change, and it was easy to read.) She had been raised Christian, but then went to India and became involved in the Hindu religion. We talked about religion for a while.
When I went back to the house, I saw that the congregation from my synagogue had set up rows of chairs in front of the house and were holding their Shabbat services there. I sat down next to my wife and sister and we all prayed. Near the end of the service, they started passing bibles around and I wondered if this was actually a Messianic group trying to convert us. One of my neighbors sat in the row in front of us. He turned and asked, "Did you really believe the shit they're feeding you?" I said I do believe there is a Gd in some form. (My beliefs about Gd aren't the ones I was raised with.)
Strange that the switch turned on the lights in the shed, because light switches have always been a reliable symbol for me. They never work in my dreams. Strange that the elevator worked, as well. Also very frustrated that I missed the sign when the watch displayed different times.
When I woke up, I was very relieved when I realized that the argument with the neighbors had been a dream, and we were still on good terms. I'd dreamed at some point that I cut Molly's tail off because she'd stuck it in the garbage can and I didn't want to wash it. I was also very relieved to find that I hadn't actually done that.
I'm sure the cyclobenzaprine had an effect on my dreams, as it has anticholinergic properties and works something like TCAs.