I almost never remember my dreams. Yesterday night, I had a very vivid dream and remember it very well compared to any other dreams that I have ever had. This is how the dream starts:
I was walking on a street in the town where my parents live (and where I have recently spent almost 6 months) The interesting thing about it is that the surrounding environment appeared to be the same as it is in real life there, although in my dreams the surroundings almost always appear to be twisted and different to how things are in real life in the place I dream of. So, I was walking with some people (I only remember 1 of them who is an old acquaintance of mine) I’m not even sure if there was anyone else with me). I remember him giving me a big bottle of soda (a sweet drink familiar to anyone who lives there) in the dream I was aware of the fact that I was on the Paleo diet and that I shouldn’t drink it, but I just couldn’t say no for some reason, so I drank some of it. The taste was sour and not sweet I think. It is very surprising to me that I felt the taste of the soda exactly as I do in real life, because in dreams I don’t feel things in such a realistic manner. Then, the scene suddenly changed (like in a movie) and I was in a small hospital ward with 4 beds I think, that same friend was still with me. For some reason, the doctor was very surprised but didn’t show it (I just knew he was) he was surprised about how amazingly strong my heart was. He said (or thought and I heard his thought) that I was expected to be dead by now, because something was wrong with my heart and with the problem I had, people didn’t live without some kind of inbuilt “cardio-stimulator device”. He attached a black box (about 8cmx12cm) to the area right beneath my heart. Again, I felt a very real sensation of the box being attached to me. Then, the doctor just went off somewhere and I thought of my bicycle and where it was because I didn’t want anyone to steal it. My friend was supposed to park it somewhere so I asked him where it was. I think he told me where it was. In a moment I saw a picture of pine trees on sandy ground, something that is not at all normal for the place where I was, this reminds me more of the place where I was born and lived for the first 6 years of my life (also in Ukraine). Then I was just lying there and waiting and nobody seemed to come to me. So, after some time I got up from bed and went to get my bicycle. Then, suddenly the scenery changed and I was riding my bike. I knew that I wasn’t supposed to strain my heart and I felt the strain and a constant pain in my heart. I was trying not to ride too fast. While I was riding to my parents’ house it was like I rode through a sequence of videotape shots and when I got through two-thirds of the way, my brother (and the whole family I think) were riding in his old car. Then they were standing on the road next to the car and I had a quick quarrel with my brother and my mom just didn’t react as she would have reacted in real life (in real life she would have been very worried and upset about this) Here she looked passive. (Over a week ago I did have a quarrel with my brother – I almost never had quarrels with him in my life). I didn’t tell them anything about my heart condition; because I didn’t want them to be worried (my mom gets really upset and worried just about anything. Besides, my dad really has Arrhythmia and isn’t allowed to worry. Then, I rode back in the same videotape manner. The scene changes and I’m at the hospital standing by the same bed where I was lying earlier. This bed, if you look into the ward through the doorway was situated in the left corner. Perpendicular to that same bed was a new extra bed which was twice as high as the normal beds in the ward (a metre high). People in white doctor’s smocks were making the new bed with bedclothes of unusual reddish colours (the bed was already made, but they were doing something around it. (Note: here in real life the bed I sleep on has pinkish-bordeaux bed sheets). Another doctor came in (I think he was of Middle Eastern ethnicity). He did not hide his amazement, as the previous doctor did. His eyes and mouth were wide open in grand surprise at how I was still alive and to how strong my heart was. I was lying in bed, waiting again and thinking about wanting to smoke. I was thinking that smoking could harm my heart according to what everybody always says, but knew it wouldn’t harm me. I saw my hand rolled cigarette (in my imagination or for real – not sure) and I think I smoked it. I really wanted to call my wife and thought about that twice and I wanted to ask her to come to me and I saw my mobile phone (or it was in my hand) and then I can’t tell if I had called or not and after some time she appeared next to me (in the same videotape shot manner). I am almost sure we hadn’t spoken on the phone. Then, when my wife was sitting next to me we decided that we shouldn’t get treated at this hospital because it’s not advanced enough and that we should go to another city which is the capital of the region where we were. Also, I remember some kind of surgical instruments set upon a small stool (scissor-like instruments), then I woke up.
This was the most realistic dream I have ever had. When I woke up it was already light outside, I remember having had 2 dreams about my heart that same night and I breathed out in relief that it was only a dream and that has never happened to me before. Then I fell back asleep for some time and woke up at noon. From that morning until now I keep feeling a moderate pain in my heart which comes and goes but I didn’t give it much attention at the beginning. Besides, I wasn’t giving it much notice because I wasn’t worried about myself at all. I kept worrying about my family. It came across my thoughts that this “dream” could be an abduction with false memories, but I wasn’t sure about that and didn’t pay much attention to that possibility. The first thing I thought about was that this was some kind of a future-telling dream because I already had a dream that foretold something that happened to me but at that time I only realized what the dream was telling me after it was already too late. I called home and asked how my dad was because of his heart condition and it’s really hot outside this summer again so I told my mom to make sure he stays out of the heat. Then, I thought of my brother and his wife and my nephew, but instead of calling them I just asked my mom if she had talked to them (because they are on the coast on holiday – they live with my parents). (By the way, I had my heart checked several months ago and I have tachycardia. But after that it seems to be going away with the change in my diet and lifestyle.) In the afternoon, I knew everything was fine with my family but was still worried because I thought something could happen the next day. I thought of taking a look at my chest at the area where the box-like device was attached to my heart in my dream. So, I did and I saw, right at my ribs where I can see my heart beating, a strange oval-like thin red mark which differs from the blood vessels on my body. Also, I can’t say for sure whether or not I had it before my dream, but I can say that it is fading away little by little. I took some pictures of it later that evening when you couldn’t see it as clearly as it was during the day and we took pictures from a phone camera and that made it even less visible.
Here are two photoes:
Note: I had this dream while sleeping in the same room and bed, where my wife had her very realistic and unpleasant dream when we weren’t married or living together yet. Here is a link to her dream. - _http://cassiopaea.org/forum/index.php?topic=27010.0