Dream – Oncologist

I had a very weird dream last night, but I think I really liked it…!

I dreamed that I was an oncologist at a hospital. I treated a few male middle-aged patients, and I had cured their cancer. (Wtf). I got my next patient, Mr. Whoteo (I remember seeing it written out in various places (receipts, boards, etc.)). He was very nice and funny, but I couldn’t find a room in the entire hospital to perform the checkup and potential surgery on him! We’d put him in a wheelchair, so I was wheeling him around the entire hospital, desperate to find an examining room! I tried all the floors, including the pediatrics floor, much to the anger of several pediatric doctors. We even went passed a few college lecture-type rooms, with glass windows that allowed us (myself and several other searching-for-rooms doctors) to see a lit-up sign on the ceiling that said ‘Occupied.’

Wow, I never finished this post. Oops. I remember the rest of the dream, vaguely, but I’m too lazy to type it out.