Dream: Dolphin babies and optical psychosis

I swam so that I faced the sunbeams pouring down from the ocean’s surface.  Above me, a school of bug-eyed baby dolphins (looked more like one-foot seals) pressed against a few snorkelers.  I stroked up to them and the dolphins fluttered around us like tadpoles before heading on their way.  The snorkelers and I continued along with the current as the sun set a rainbow of colors. 

The grey outlines of tiny jellyfish floated around us.  As the sky darkened, we saw more and larger jellyfish with ruffled tentacles in orange, pink, and blue.  I kept close to the group, nervous we would run into a man-o-war or irukanji ;_; 
When we reached the end of the current, the water became shallow.  I walked out into a hallway and saw that the jellyfish were safe to be around because they weren’t real.  They were just species charts on the wall that were so beautiful it was hard to distinguish the art from reality. 
 

I headed to work but found a note there with a prescription for contacts so I went to the optometrist instead.  The doctor had left for the day so the office was converted to a shoe store.  The manager told me that I was given the wrong prescription from my last optometrist and that it had given me 647 counts of psychosis over the past year.  I didn’t remember any of them but the manager paced around, telling me I was in danger of losing what was left of my mind unless I could get the correct prescription.