Yeah, I know I just posted about a crazy dream a few days ago. My cray-cray seems to come in waves. But I promise this one is a short one. And does not involve foreign travel, so don't worry if your passport is not up-to-date.
I dreamed I went to the emergency room with a broken collarbone. Oddly enough, I don't remember being in any pain.
What I was worried about, though, was whether or not to tell the hospital personnel that my collarbone was broken because my OWN DAUGHTER had hit me with a baseball bat.
(She doesn't even own a baseball bat, to my knowledge.)
In the end, they didn't even ask.