Dream 2.

Date: 2/22/2025

Mom was insecure about her nose and wanted a new procedure. It was a procedure set up like a pediatric dentist's office with chairs set up like stations lined up in a room. She found a deal on a clinic that we had to travel hours to. She wouldn't tell me who or where or what, I just had to drive her there. When we arrived. The doctor was pompous, arrogant, and frivolous. He didn't worry about the concerns or a serious plastic surgery. I was trying to warn Mom, but she wouldn't listen. The surgery was a saw-blade on a slide that chopped off the tip of the nose, essentially. I tried to stop the surgery but couldn't. I pulled out another provider, a nice lady who seemed to have much better bedside manner and she told me his name then laughed in my face and said, "oh, this doctor has killed patients before."