Heart surgery? Why?

[perotin]

It's not very often that I have a dream that I find scary, but
in this one I was really afraid, so I thought I would post it
here just because of how strange it was.

I was in a doctor's office, as if I had just had a routine
checkup, and it seemed like there was something wrong,
but they weren't sure what to do about it. Then a surgeon
comes in, a lady about my age with a fairly thick Slavic
accent. She reminded me very much of someone who used
to work in the building I work in; someone who was always
very friendly that I enjoyed talking with. It seems that she
was a heart surgeon, and wanted to do some emergency
heart operation on me. She was talking about it as if the
others were not willing to do this because they thought it
was too risky, but she felt that it was an emergency and I
really needed this procedure to save my life.

I felt very afraid, and did not want to let her do the operation.
Everything seemed wrong. I was just laying on the table
in the typical examination room, and she wanted to do the
procedure right then and there. She had this huge needle in
her hand, and was all ready to thrust it into my heart, saying
she had to hurry before it was too late. I kept trying to talk
her into slowing down and explaining what she was going to
do and why. She kept insisting that I needed this to save my
life, and that 'they' would stop her if they found out, so she
needed to hurry. This went on for several minutes; me stopping
her right before she thrust the needle into my heart as I tried
to get her to explain.

Again, everything seemed wrong. She was going to do this
completely on her own; there was no anesthesiologist, and
no one else to assist her. When I asked, she said she did
not need any help with this, and I had to let her do this
right now before it was too late, and she seemed to feel
this incredible sense of urgency about it. All the while I
was just terrified. After several minutes of this I finally
awoke feeling very strange and anxious.

My dreams are usually very casual and almost never
do I dream about anything frightening. This one really
stands out as being completely unusual in every way.
I haven't tried a concious dream re-entry in a long time,
but that's something I've had some success with before.
I feel very tempted to try to re-enter this dream tonight to
see if I can get this surgeon to slow down and explain to
me what she was wanting to do and why. I'm usually really
good at taking shots, and the needles don't bother me at
all, but in this dream I was just mortified at the thought of
her sticking that huge needle right into my heart.

Anyone else ever have a similar dream? This was just
completely unlike my usual dreams.

[Lion]

I first read that the character with hypodermic is not radiating a sense of safety.

Yes, I've had a similar but more involved dream. Again and again. (Before that, robot movie came out.)

The lady nurse was trying to convince me of the need for the surgery but was caught lying. A doctor tries harder and gets noticeably infuriated (from his body language), as though trying to convince a crazy person who had second thoughts in the last moments before an emergency procedure. A chair with adjustable height, and seperate arm and leg portions with leather lined, sharp metal straps were to be used with curved, flat, handhshaped, metallic instruments in order to replace heart and lungs with shimmering, plastic blue versions of the same, under no anesthesia. The scenes shiftedd from amazing technologies to decrepid, gory, filth. In different occasions, the procedure was finished, it was half finished, it was poorly finished in a faux religious environment, dead people's organs were used, I died and went to hell, I escaped from the insitution into a clear day and explored the town in secret, I escaped and was caught... Only after I was quite used to the idea, a voice in white light from gray clouds interrupted the dream and it never recurred.

By my understanding, your predispositions are like the organs of your personality. It's possible for a guilt trip to eviscerate your sense of identity, or kidnap it into domination. You may feel justified after an examination of your opponent's philosophical influences (town.) But, it is only the righteous indignation (dark clouds) of Grace (light from Heaven) which can make the worthiness of your individuality apparent.

For me, there's a question of:
if you accept this procedure voluntarily
who the nurse is
if the original organs are really that flawed
who cares if they are
can they be replaced with anything better
if so, are the advisor(s) competent to do so
will the procedure bring illness or health
if the path to either is easy or difficult