Two nights ago I dreamed that I went for a routine hospital appointment (not sure what kind), and there was some confusion. Lots of whispering in corners, before a nurse came and told me I needed a different ward, and she would take me there. She took me on a long journey, even including a bus ride across town to somewhere totally new. I was very confused and bewildered, and eventually asked where we were going, and she said we were nearly there. Somehow I realised from what she was not saying that she was taking me to a secure unit, to be commited. (This is one of my greatest fears.) We eventually reached the building, and she took me into the hospital shop and started buying me supplies such as toothpaste and toilet rolls (
) and I thought, good grief, how long does she think I am going to be here for? But we never got as far as the unit itself.
Last night I had another hospital appointment dream. There were a whole lot of people sitting and waiting, and we were in the same room as the doctor and the patient he was looking at, and he started talking to all of us, as if we were trainee doctors, telling us all about the patient, and what was wrong with him (I think he had renal failure or something). It was very interesting stuff, but not at all private or confidential for the poor soul being examined. And my name got forgotten, and I missed my place, but I wasn't sorry, because although I knew I needed to see the doctor, I preferred not being examined in public. My dream version of group therapy, I think that is.
Pretty sure this relates to the confusion with my therapy, and a growing doctor phobia. I need to make an appointment to get C some new medication on Monday. That one I can do. For myself, it is not so easy.
I just remembered another one from last night; visiting a very old friend - my oldest friend in fact. She worked in a big company, in an office. I was talking to her and she mentioned a vacancy in the company, and as she described it I realised that it was exactly what I could do; everything they wanted I had lots of experiece of, and felt I could do well. But when I mentioned that to her, she told me not to apply, because she didn't think I would get the job. She told me that after all this time nobody would want me, and that it would be embarrassing for her if I tried. She would prefer me to apply to another company, rather than the one she already worked for.
If she had said this in reality, it would have been really hurtful, and also nothing like this friend, who is very loving and supportive. So it is me saying it to myself really. Which is true enough. 
Two nights ago I dreamed that I went for a routine hospital appointment (not sure what kind), and there was some confusion. Lots of whispering in corners, before a nurse came and told me I needed a different ward, and she would take me there. She took me on a long journey, even including a bus ride across town to somewhere totally new. I was very confused and bewildered, and eventually asked where we were going, and she said we were nearly there. Somehow I realised from what she was not saying that she was taking me to a secure unit, to be commited. (This is one of my greatest fears.) We eventually reached the building, and she took me into the hospital shop and started buying me supplies such as toothpaste and toilet rolls ( ) and I thought, good grief, how long does she think I am going to be here for? But we never got as far as the unit itself.
Last night I had another hospital appointment dream. There were a whole lot of people sitting and waiting, and we were in the same room as the doctor and the patient he was looking at, and he started talking to all of us, as if we were trainee doctors, telling us all about the patient, and what was wrong with him (I think he had renal failure or something). It was very interesting stuff, but not at all private or confidential for the poor soul being examined. And my name got forgotten, and I missed my place, but I wasn't sorry, because although I knew I needed to see the doctor, I preferred not being examined in public. My dream version of group therapy, I think that is.
Pretty sure this relates to the confusion with my therapy, and a growing doctor phobia. I need to make an appointment to get C some new medication on Monday. That one I can do. For myself, it is not so easy.
I just remembered another one from last night; visiting a very old friend - my oldest friend in fact. She worked in a big company, in an office. I was talking to her and she mentioned a vacancy in the company, and as she described it I realised that it was exactly what I could do; everything they wanted I had lots of experiece of, and felt I could do well. But when I mentioned that to her, she told me not to apply, because she didn't think I would get the job. She told me that after all this time nobody would want me, and that it would be embarrassing for her if I tried. She would prefer me to apply to another company, rather than the one she already worked for.
If she had said this in reality, it would have been really hurtful, and also nothing like this friend, who is very loving and supportive. So it is me saying it to myself really. Which is true enough
DREAM 1
IDEAS...the routine established way of healing and its lackings might be
where some of the frustrations find their roots...
such as ... in a kafka novel where the bureaucacy ends up
at so many dead ends and preoccupies one so much that one misses
opening the real door of opportunity...
DREAM 2
KIND OF DITTO TO DREAM 1
DREAM 3
2 POSSIBLE IDEAS..
the old friend as a true guide
that staying inside the same company is remaining in the same kafkaesque bureaucacy
and being rescued is kind of like thinking that changing the tables and chairs in
the dining room of the sinking titanic is gonna save the ship...
well if one does it with the right faith it actually could

maybe....
as god works in mysterious ways

..the other possible idea.. your interpretation is right
