I had a super vivid and realistic dream last night, but unfortunately the subject was awful.
Basically the dream was just me going about my day to day life as normal, when I woke up one day I had a slight pain in my toes. The next day it had moved to both my feet, and the day after my ankles too. So I went to the doctor, as it was weird. Mum came with me for some reason even though i'm 24
anyway, this doctor had immediate access to proper hospital equipment like blood analysis and a CT scanner etc. So he does a CT scan, examination and blood. After about 20 minutes of saying nothing, the Doctor finally speaks. "Max, I think you have a rare condition called Mounds disease, but we won't know til your blood results are confirmed in a few days - but if I am right you have approximately 2 weeks to live, maybe 4 weeks if you accept treatment to slow the condition". My mum immediately had a mental breakdown. I walked out of the doctors and saw two old friends from school, they asked how I was and I told them i'll die in 2 weeks time and they started crying. Then I told my dad over the phone, and he commited suicide later that day. A few days later I got the call confirming I had the disease, by which point I knew anyway as my condition was deteriorating rapidly. The dream carried on for another week with me slowly dieing, til the point I was completely bed bound... then I woke up from the dream! holy **** I have rarely been so relieved to wake up from a dream. It felt so damn real. I was so crushingly depressed and upset that I was about to die lol.
Sometimes I wonder if our dreams are part of the infinite universe theorem, and when we go to bed our dreams are just a view into the most interesting of our alternate realities