I woke up several times last night and I used the bathroom several times, I voice recorded several dreams that I had but I did not voice record some of my dreams, and so I forgot some of my dreams; but I do remember several dream fragments that I will separate as five different dreams even though some of them were probably part of the same dream.
In the first dream I remember hearing maybe a commercial that talked about a word that means saying something several times or three times/repeating something several times or three times with the intent to manipulate people into believing what you are saying even when it is not true, and maybe later after my third dream I wondered if this dream and the second and third dream were using this word/technique on me and/or if my brain/mind was practicing resisting this word/technique; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The second dream took place during a gray day in my parent’s yard and my dad, my brother GC, and I were outside looking at some maybe slimy chemical-like substance that was on the ground in the yard mostly near some fictional trees/bushes in the yard; and we were worried about the unknown substance killing the trees/bushes.
My brother GC said that he heard someone say that you could use water to rinse away the unknown substance, so I got the water hose and I started spraying water over the unknown substance, but then my uncle CE walked outside the fence and he told my dad and my brother GC that the water would make it worse; and my uncle CE walked into the yard to talk to us about the situation, we thanked him, and he walked away but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The third dream took place in the same dream world as the second dream (both are probably part of the same dream, but I am separating them because I am not sure), I was outside in my parent’s yard walked toward the back door with my parent’s and my brother GC to go inside, but three alleged fictional family members walked into our yard to talk with us inside the house about something important; and they were old women (the leader was tall and thin, the second was a bit shorter than the leader, and the third was the shortest and the least thin) with brownish colored skin with grayish/whitish colored hair dressed like they were going to and/or from a Christian Protestant church wearing fancy church hats and they seemed like church elders, and they claimed to be fictional family members of ours who(m) I did not recognize and maybe my family did not recognize them either.
The three old women sat together on a couch in our living room while we sat across from them on another couch, they told us that they wanted to talk with us about something important, and they started with compliments about our family; but then they started talking about how my brother GC and I do not go to church, and they probably asked us if we were still followers of Christianity (which I no longer am).
They started insulting/condemning/et cetera us because they saw this as an insult to our family, they believed that every member of our family should follow Christianity and go to church, and so they were very disappointed in us; and they even were angry that our parent’s did not force us to go to church anymore.
At first I tried to be nice but having them come into our house and insult/argue/et cetera us over a very personal/private topic like religion really annoyed me and eventually I became angry, and I started arguing with the three old women; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
In the fourth dream I remember being inside maybe a medical clinic room where it seemed that a nice female nurse with dark brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair with a white colored nurses outfit was about to take some blood samples from me with a syringe/needle and/or something like that, but first we briefly talked; and the female nurse was very nice, and so I was pretty relaxed even though I do not like needles or having blood taken.
At some point the nurse put the needle/syringe in my arm between my forearm and my bicep to take some blood I guess, but after that she put the needle in my shoulder to take some more blood I guess; and then she put the needle in top of my back, and then I started to slightly get some of the negative reactions that I have when having blood taken and/or getting shots.
I wondered what was taking so long and why did the nurse keep putting the needle in various parts of my body, I could feel the needle a bit and each time she put the needle in it hurt slightly like in real life and so this all felt very realistic, but the nurse was nice and she kept talking with me to help keep me calm; but I still wondered why it was taking so long and why she kept putting the needle in various parts of my body (some of which I have forgotten).
I started to feel strange like maybe she was taking too much blood and/or my negative reactions were getting stronger and/or maybe she had injected me with something, so I mentioned this to her and she probably said that she was almost done or half-way done, but I felt that was too long; and I tried to control my negative reactions, but this felt so real that I accidentally woke myself up still feeling some of my negative reactions and I still felt the needle.
The fifth/last dream took place in a fictional rectangular shaped room with chairs along the walls during the day near where the BB Grocery Store near the D Junior High School in the city of D should be, and I was in the room with other people who were fictional and/or former classmates of mine and/or current classmates of mine (if we were still in school in the dream, but I am not sure); but I am not sure why we were there, maybe we were just hanging out, but I am not sure.
At some point a fictional man or a young man with maybe a leather jacket with blue jeans and a white T-shirt who I somewhat knew (maybe a fictional former or current classmate) got angry when he saw a woman or young woman he liked and/or dated and/or used to date with another man or young man, and an argument over the/their relationship began that was going to turn into a fight; but I walked over to prevent a fight and I did prevent the fight, but the argument continued but I managed to control it enough to prevent a fight.
The situation was still fragile and so I remember talking to the man or young man I knew to try to keep him calm, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.