Wanna decipher this dream Sigmund Freud???

Actually I had 2 dreams in the past couple days that have stood out for me. I now keep the damned dream dictionary on my bed beside me because these crazy dreams are gonna drive me gonzo. I'll try to explain them as best I can..wish I could draw or paint you visual pictures but for now, the english language will have to do.
The first dream goes as follows: I am in a hospital, and the doctor is explaining to me that there is something wrong with my arms and legs, and they will need to be amputated. I was informed that they would be amputated around the elbows and knees. I was upset to hear the news, and spoke about how incredibly difficult it would be to get on in life on my own. Suddenly, my Uncle shows up in my dream. Mind you..this uncle has been dead now for 11 years (he died of brain cancer). I wondered why he was there and he informed me that he would give me his arms and legs..that the doctors had the ability to attach new limbs where mine once was. I watch as the doctors give my Uncle a needle, and I watch him die. Then I am put on an operating table and a gas mask is put over my mouth and nose. Everything goes black. In an instant I am awake again, and I am lying on a daybed with a nurse at my side to give me more morphine so I "will be comfortable and pain free." Shortly thereafter, the bandages come off and I note that though my new arms and legs are masculine looking, they are slowly appearing like my own. I could see the angry red scars on my elbows and knees where they had sutured the limbs on, and even these scars were slowly fading, but I noted that the scars will always be somewhat visible. The scene shifts to me riding down the highway on a moped, and I was planning to see a comedian friend perform at a small venue of some kind. I arrive, and there are people there sitting around on couches, and my friend is standing doing his routine. I had the feeling that the seated people were doing drugs of some kind, and they seemed wary of me so they got up and left. I decided to leave too, at first wanting to go and see my friend, but then giving up the search and deciding to make my way back to the moped and head on home. But for some reason I couldn't locate the bike at first. When I discovered where it was, it seemed far away, with a series of stairs, and high concrete walls that I would have to climb and scale before I would reach my destination. I also had to pass through a house, which has the frame up, but no walls...it was up off ground level due to a very high concrete foundation and to get down to the earth I had to hang off the side of this barrier, and as I hung there from my hands, I could feel the scar tissue in my elbows stretch. I moved along the side of the foundation til I found a spot that wasn't so far from the ground, and then I let go. I landed fine, and then went on my way.
Now the second dream wasn't as intense, or as elaborate..it involved me in an airport. I was standing in an airport and there was a blind man with me.I guess I was there to help him find his gate, and so the dream mainly consists of me leading him through various points in an airport. It was a short dream, and I woke up right afterwards. The first one is the one I'm mainly interested in. I do know what my dream dictionary says about the dream..tho there are some words that it does not have in the book.This dream is telling me something about where I am right now in life. I would love to hear everyones interpretation of the dream. Perhaps one of you could touch upon something I had missed. So if you have a dream dictionary, dust them off and give me your best interpretation. I don't see this dream as a nightmare..no..not even the wolves dream, because I checked that dream out in the book, and it has to do with my attitudes about men. Weird huh? Anyhoo..if you don't want to touch this crazy dream with a ten foot wide dream catcher..then heres my Blogger question....any strange dreams you'd like me to interpret???? Or simply share? Or are you one of those lucky SOB's who never remember any of your dreams? Here's something interesting about my dreams..99% of them have been in color. So when they say we only dream in black and white , I say thats a steaming huge pile of horse manure. Anyhoo..its late here. Time for some more dreams....sigh.