On Saturday night, after a few drinks I must admit, I slept lightly, but the dream has stayed with me and is as vivid today as when I drempt it.
I walked into a room where there were nurses in the Ann Summers white PVC dresses with red underwear, there must have been at least half a dozen ladies buting around carrying surgical impliments. In the middle of the room was a naked man being operated on, by a male surgeon. The patient was slit from bottom ribs to groin. He was wide awake and screaming with pain. The surgeon then continued to sew him up with a large needle and the patient screamed really loudly.
I can't get this out of my head, it is quite sick and makes my stomach turn - maybe that's why I can't forget it!
If anybody could help reason this and help me to clear my head - I would greatly appreciate it.
