Grandmothers and Shell Oil

last night I had two dreams, possibly interconnected, first I went to the oil company union office, I went there to ask for a car because I felt I was not receiving a salary that reflected international standards in oil workers salary, so the minimum I expected was a car since I produced gasoline it seemed only fair to me that I should get to use some of it on my own car, so I went to the oil company union office and spoke with two unionists, I told them I wanted a car and that when I worked at Shell Oil I was much better off, they didn't see things my way and they fired me, so I went to work at a local mechanics garage, it was a big garage that also dealt with air conditioning and had a small laboratory....
after that I went to the hospital to see my grandmother on my fathers side, she was at a hospital that looked like a tianguis or a mexico city moving market, there were only walls on three sides of the room, so one side was open to a garden, it had a pink color I said hi to her and she was happy to see me, but then I was told my other grandmother was also at that hospital, so I went to her room and she was in a room with other women who were her friends...