Last night’s dream had some interesting imagery.
I was (as usual) working, trying to start IV”s on patients with difficult veins. This time, however, the whole place was outside in a field. Very weird. There was also loud music playing. I had a patient whom I managed to stick but it was tough and it was a fragile IV.
I went to the other end of this field-type place (there were maybe 10 beds with patients. I am sure I was responsible for them all)
I turned back and saw all had left except my patient. However, she had dropped her IV bag on the ground and blood had backed up into the bag. Not an emergency, blood backs up in RL too. But it also clots off IV”s. I remember sighing, realizing I’d have to start it again.
Next I am on the top of a grassy hill with the patient. She was maybe in her 60’s, nice, but sick, and slightly demanding. There was a large white wolf to my left. It was laying on the ground watching me. I remember thinking it was part coyote too.
I told my patient we would just move slowly and it would be okay. Each step I took, the wolf took a couple towards me. He got close enough I could touch him. He made a soft growl with each movement I made, and he was trying to block me. My patient was gone.
I realized I was holding a rawhide dog toy. I threw it and the wolf chased after it. I ran away.
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