Butcher knifes and metal carts

I had a pretty crazy pregnancy dream the other night. I dreamt that we were supposed to go in to find out the gender and it was late notice and I wasn't able to find Gabe so he didn't come with me. For some reason I couldn't go to the midwife clinic and had to go to the hospital to find out instead. It was the creepiest hospital you could imagine and it reminded me of my elementary cafeteria. They took me into this room that was like a huge warehouse, everything was starch white, and they had big metal cart-like tables for the women to lay on. They had tiny old tv's for you to watch the ultrasound on and on each of the tables were butcher knifes covered in blood. I remember being confused trying to remember if they were supposed to cut me open or not. Anyways, they ended up not checking the gender for me, thank goodness! But the doctor just looked at my belly and told me that I wasn't far along enough for them to tell the gender. I was so offended because they had told me that I was. Glad that the dream ended as it did, and I have 100% confidence that our appointment tomorrow will go much differently :) Pregnancy dreams are so weird. Tomorrow is the big day!!! Apparently the majority of people think we are having a girl, but we shall see...