First I dreamt I was in a cafeteria...Probaby the cafeteria in the hospital. I remember asking for a cup of salad...yes, a cup. They gave it to me, but I remember that I couldn't afford the salad dressing, so I was going to find some myself. Instead, I found that I had encountered some workers at the hospital. They told me that I needed to help this man. I was fine with that. So me and this african american man in his 40's, who had on a hospital gown, went downstairs. Then the hospital workers downstairs told me what I had to do. It was all this personal stuff. I was so grossed out and I refused to help him. So I started running away. The nurses started chasing me. I ran into this girl on the steps and I thought she was going to stop me also, but she just looked at me and I kept going up the steps. Then I woke up. I am so glad I never had to help the guy out....I don't understand why the nurses just didn't do it. It was their job!
