Well, I guess after living here for over two years it was bound to happen–I had my first lack of health care insurance-related dream.
In it, I had to go to the hospital due to having a hole in my head, usual sort of ailment, and everything was going fine, nice nurses and doctors, but then I remembered I didn’t have health insurance and so started panicking about the costs and ended up fleeing the hospital, or something to that effect.
Woke up to some relief, with no hole in my head. But determined not to get one as the lack of health care insurance is a reality. Pants.
If only I could be dreaming about sticky toffee puddings, instead.