An airplane with a red, four -cylinder engine is leaking oil, and smoke is coming from the engine. The plane takes off, but then immediately crashes.
I woke up, and the first thought in my head was, “I am having heart problems.” I immediately set up an appointment with my doctor. We talked about what to do. I had no symptoms. I had no difficulty exercising. My cholesterol level was good. He told me that the best diagnostic alternative would probably be to run a “thallium treadmill test,” which involves injecting a radioactive dye into a vein after maximum exertion on a treadmill and then scanning the arteries for blockages. I wondered how I could justify doing this test on the basis of a dream? I didn’t particularly want to have some radioactive substance pumped into my bloodstream, or to needlessly run up a large medical bill. (more)
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