I am at a doctor visit in a city – in a modern building on one of the upper floors. My doctor is concerned and wants me to see another doctor to get a scan and second opinion. I move through the building to another office, am made to wait, but finally see the specialist. He seems unimpressed with what the first doctor said, and tells me I don’t need any scans, and sends me on my way.
At first, I am an observer. I watch a kind of ambush, cars blocking a road, someone getting out to see, and people surround him, only it’s not people, it’s vampires.
I turn the scene over in my mind, thinking to remember it to describe to friends, only I am curious now, I want to see where they went. I enter the scene, walk around the stalled cars, look for signs of who these people were. I am greeted by one of them – perfectly human. She asks if I want to come visit. I say yes.
I am visiting family, my Texas family, including my parents and others. I am alone, packing a small bag, about the size of an overnight bag. The others have gone shopping in the city or at a mall – some big place with plenty of stores. It’s not close by, and I am thinking perhaps I should have gone with them, as the plane leaves tomorrow.
I am in the hospital for a medical procedure – the removal and biopsy of a nodule in my breast, more if necessary. I am not concerned, I am comfortable and content because I have had a double bed brought from home. It has all the same electronic parts of a hospital bed, push button movement of headrest, feet, etc, but in the size of a double bed.