Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was sleeping outside, on some slab of rock, in some kind of courtyard. Then, I remember I was eating something, I think I was with my parents, and I saw a tooth fall out into my hand. I didn't think it could have possibly been my tooth, but I felt a hole in my gum, in the middle of the bottom right side of my mouth. I started freaking out. I needed a doctor, but it was Sunday, so no offices were open.

I decided to go to my old apartment complex to see if the doctor that was apparently working there could help me. I walked up to the gate-like door to the entrance, and there were 2 guards standing there. One of them, a black man, (he looked kind of like Dr. Foreman from House), asked me for my ID. I got frustrated, because I knew he knew who I was. He had never ID'd me before when I lived there. I told him I didn't have one, nor did I live there, but I needed to see the doctor because my tooth fell out, and I needed to get it put back in. He refused to let me by. I started getting angry, very angry. I somehow fought my way through, despite him trying to restrain me.

Once I was all the way through, the guard called out, "Security!". I tried to convince all of the guards and security officers that I just needed to see the doctor. It wouldn't take very long. I begged them to please let me, but they refused, since I didn't live there anymore. My mom had been with me, and they escorted us out. I was very distraught. My mom told me as we were leaving that she would look up how to fix my tooth online. My dad apparently didn't think this would work though.

I was then walking with my dad, talking to him about some research I wanted to do on lucid dreaming.

Then, we were all at the grocery store. I kept tounging the hole in my gum, and I was getting restless, because I knew that I only had a certain amount of time before I could no longer put the tooth back in. I took the tooth out of my jacket pocket and dropped it, but quickly picked it back up. I told my dad to hurry up. My dad told me to relax, and that I had 3 hours before the time limit was up. It had already been an hour and a half, and he was taking his precious time at the store. He picked up 3 small squares of Jello that were on a plate, I know one was red, and maybe one was green but I can't remember the other color. He asked us if we wanted the Jello or something else, and my brother said that he wanted the Jello. We wandered down the aisles, and I was getting more and more impatient.

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An old coworker of mine, Jonni, was very sick in what I can only assume to be some sort of hospital bed, but it didn't look like a hospital room. It looked more like some sort of bedroom, and the bed was huge. I had to take care of him throughout the dream, and I kept going back to check on him from time to time. He had to miss some concert or something because of how sick he was, but he didn't seem very disappointed. He knew he was very ill, and couldn't go. I felt like I really needed to be there for him; I had a strong urge to take care of him.