Wow! I did not know about the medicine drop-off locations, I did not know about the medication disposal pouches, and I did not know that they had medication lock bags available to the community.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved maybe erotic professional wrestling, probably Ultimate Surrender, and one of the wrestlers was Mona Wales; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place inside a house, I was there and a male computer guy was sitting at a computer working on a website and/or something like that, and I briefly talked to him as he worked on the computer.
My sleep and dreams got interrupted earlier than usual when I woke up suddenly for no clear reason, and then I started to feel that something was not right, so I went to use the bathroom where I then realized that I had diarrhea, so I was using the bathroom for a while.
During this time I forgot most of my dreams except for barely part of my last dream, and then after I finished using the bathroom I suddenly remembered barely part of a dream fragment that I will type as its own dream because I am not sure where it belongs.
All that I can remember of this dream is walking during the evening or night with my mom down the street by the stop sign when we saw my uncle WC walking, and so we stopped to talk with him.
He looked healthier and he moved better than I have seen him in years, especially since his stroke, and he told us that he was walking for exercise like his doctor had recommended; and I told him that it was good that he was exercising, and I complimented him about how he looked a moved better.
He told me that he was adjusting his diet, exercising, taking his medicine, and drinking more water like his doctor recommended; and that it was working to improve his health, and he said that his main problem had been his diet.
I asked him what were some of the foods that were a problem for him, he did not have his list with him, but he did name ramen / instant noodles as one of the main foods that he had to remove or reduce from his diet because it had high levels of something which caused those levels in his body to get too high.
I told him to keep up the good work, I probably shook his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and I said goodbye so that he could get back to his walk; but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was traveling with a small group of people who were traveling during dangerous times trying to look for supplies, shelter, and a safe place from threats like the dream world was very dangerous like society had collapsed or something like that.
We found a warehouse-like building with several garage-style doors that we started searching for supplies and we were going to consider using it for shelter, at least temporarily, but I remember hearing some sounds so two women with whitish colored skin and I went to go see what it was.
A group of men led by an old man with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair entered the building, we pointed guns at each other until we both realized that we were not threats to each other, and then the other group started quickly looking for supplies as well as the leader talked with us.
Some people from the other group said that some threats were coming so their group quickly grabbed a few more supplies and then they were going to run, the leader of the group did give us some advice before leaving, he told us that they had a slogan/rule that they like to follow:
“If things get too hot, run. or If things seem too hot, run.”.
He recommended that we run but we wanted to get a few more supplies first, he wished us luck and him and his group ran away, and the two women and I started trying to close and lock the garage-style doors to hopefully slow the threats down long enough for us to get our supplies and run.
We warned the others while we were doing this, I remember struggling to lock one of the locks, but I woke up.
The first dream was long and detailed but I forgot almost all of it, all that I can remember is that the dream possibly involved a familiar multi-story building/complex that was possibly controlled by the military, and it possibly involved survivors of a disaster/whatever working together trying to survive using a more military-like structure with each person doing something/a job to help; and I was in the dream but that is all that I can remember unfortunately.
I think that the second dream was inspired by the television series The Walking Dead, which I watched an episode of last night, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of the third dream is that it was inspired by the television series Homeland (Season 4), that I watched an episode of last night, and it probably focused on the aftermath of what happened after someone changed Carrie Mathison‘s medicine for her Bipolar Disorder causing her to have a breakdown/go crazy; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The fourth/last dream took place during the day at my parents house and I remember something about/a joke about the actor Aaron Paul from the television show Breaking Bad starring as / playing himself in something, I think it was a joke about how his character acted like he acts in real life or something like that, and while that was going on I was cleaning the inside of my parents house.
While I was distracted with that and cleaning and doing several other things I started running new dishwater with straight hot water, I walked off briefly to do something else, but I forgot that the dishwater was still running as I walked outside distracted by something else that probably needed cleaning.
When I walked back inside the house and into the kitchen my mom was in the kitchen and the sink was full of soapy dishwater but I did not see any water on the floor at first glance, my mom said that the hot water was running when she walked into the kitchen so she turned it off, I explained what happened and I apologized; and I was annoyed and angry with myself for forgetting about it/getting distracted, and wondered how much water had been wasted and if anything got water damaged in the house.
I remember constantly nagging/complaining/et cetera at myself in disappointment/anger/annoyance/et cetera blaming myself, trying to figure out how I forgot, trying to remind myself to never let this happen again, trying to punish myself, et cetera; but I woke up.