Post Call Dream

Here's a dream that I had during my 2 hour nap at home after a long night of Sunday call:

I was driving in my car leaving a Target Express (I'm not sure if they even exist, but they did in my dream). It was at the top of a mountain and it had a big parking lot with an unmanned, automatic machine that collected the shopping carts. I avoided them and drove away to the traffic light at the end of the parking lot. I had a difficult stopping in the intersection, as my breaks did not work that well, but I was able to stop only after rolling a little beyond the "stop" line on the street ending the intersection (this is a common occurrence in all my dreams-wonder what that could mean?). This one was at the top of a little hill with a traffic light. There were flashing lights and I suddenly noticed that it was very cold out and the sudden change in temperature frosted over my outside windshield. I was about to go when I noticed a bunch of flashing lights at all of the 4 corners of the intersection and one of the cops (or they might have been security guards) held up his hand to stop me from going, and I didn't want to so I looked him right in the eye and screamed, "No, f you a-hole!!"

He seemed to get a little mad and came over to the window and tapped on it demanding me to open the door. I pretended that I couldn't see him due to the frosted windows and turned on my defroster instead. He pressed some buttons near him and a large mechanical boom that exists in automated car washes came over the car and gave me a free car wash. The cop was trying to clean off my wind shield so I could see him and talk to him, but I saw this as the perfect moment to take off with a free carwash and give it to the man. I zoomed through the red light, out of the intersection, drove past the flashing light barricade and started weaving my way into and out of streets to make sure that no one would pull me over. It was instantly snowy outside, with around 2 feet of snow on the ground. Good thing I had my 4 wheel drive Subaru at my side. I made it to a parking lot of a nice plaza with a trendy coffee shop.

It suddenly became night time. I was running away from the car through the coffee shop and then a mall and into a back alley. Once there, I realized that this might not be the safest things in the world to be doing, and of course, when I had that thought, a guy with brown long hair, about 6 inches taller than me, wearing a jean jacket started talking to me. I talked back not thinking anything of it and he started telling me how he's in a lot of pain and really needs some pain medications. I started walking away from him and he kept up right next to me, becoming very threatening, saying "well, now you're alone, outside." He starts begging me for some or some money and I remember thinking to myself, "do I compromise my medical judgment and proper medical ethics just to save my life? Or should I just give him some money and be out on my down payment on my house?" As I was thinking these thoughts the guy started hawking up a large wad of saliva and phlegm and I thought he spit in on my leg as I narrowly escaped him. It turned out to be my car keys covered in a thick goo. He shouted, "you're going to get pretty tired trying to start your car." I didn't really hear the rest, but I remember being extremely scared.

I go out to the car and Marji was there but she was half Marji, half my sister's boyfriend's friend's fiancé (random). This made perfect sense in my dream, however. I gave her the car keys and we each tried starting different cars that all could be mine, but looked a little different. We couldn't understand how we didn't remember which car was ours. I was about to reach the peak of my dream where everything starts becoming very emotional, scary, intense and it's where I usually wake up, but at that point, music started playing and I was safe in a room with Marji, who is now 1/2 Marji and 1/2 Rosie Perez (the girlfriend from the movie "White Men Can't Jump") and we were with a 6 year old boy with blond curly hair, who looked very similar to Jonathan Lipnicki, the kid from Jerry McGuire. Marji-Rosie was explaining to me and another woman in the room how the guy who threatened me had tested positive for cocaine, benzos, and narcotics. Then the other girl in the room was bitching about how long it took her to get heme-onc to finally come and see him. I'm not sure why heme-onc was necessary but he ended up being a known drug addict who ultimately became my patient. Then I suddenly realized that the guy was hiding in my back seat when I came out of Target Express and the cop was trying to get my attention to warn me. The guy did something to my car so that I would not recognize it or start it. This was a common thing that he did. It was such a feeling of everything coming together.

Then I started hearing music (with lyrics of "when you fell under pressure, when you feel under pressure... " set to a blue grass nursery rhyme tune), like a movie was ending, and I saw credits on the wall of my parent's bedroom, and the Jerry McGuire kid was dancing and playing on the bed as he hung from a miniature green rollercoaster in the room. The credits said that he was the star of the movie, we all started laughing, and had a great feeling of satisfaction, and I woke up to my alarm buzzing.