Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 2/13/2018
By randybobandy
Everyone who needs treatment, medication, pills of any kind, receives them all at once, one day every year. This takes place in a giant pharmacy building. The outside of the huge mall-size room consists of little restaurant-like booths where you meet with the necessary health expert, and the center area has cases showing different options of pills, almost like in a jewelry store how they’re behind glass. My appointment was at about four thirty. I got there while it was busy but I was only moments before a huge rush. I was waiting in the center area, and there was no process or order for taking people into the booths to discuss remedies, so I was worried I would have to wait. A woman who was a nurse remembered I was there before most people and took me into a booth. The booths weren’t very private, I was next to this attractive guy and now I didn’t want him to hear my very personal health issues (which are completely made up and nonexistent) There was something wrong with my sexually like unbelievable amounts of bleeding or something down there. She had a checklist of questions for this situation. One of them was if I was having extremely rough sex constantly. I was like no not really. She said she believes my issue is that my body is rejecting the fact that I’m a woman and is making me slowly change into a man. I was horrified and confused. She asked me if I took a look at the cases and picked out any pills I liked. I said I didn’t really look. She put in an order for me then went off to take more customers. My friends Erica and Micaela came into my booth. Micaela got her medicine immediately. Erica and I knew we would have to wait a while. Erica asked me to look in my phone in my calendar for last year and two years ago on this day to see what time we got out. I scrolled back two years and saw that I entered in that we got out at 3. Erica said we came really early that year. Last year said 7:30, even though the place closed at 6. They really take forever.