In the past 3 months I have had 3 dreams that follow the same theme. I am injured in some way, but I can never get into the ambulance. That or the ambulance takes forever to show up or never comes at all. There usually isn't anyone that wants to help me. I am pregnant in real life and always pregnant in these dreams, but it doesn't seem to have any importance in the dream.

The most recent dream I was in a clothing store with my husband carrying around a pet tarantula in a cage. I kept calling it the name of my pet bunny in real life and it was in a cage with holes in it. I was not scared in any way of it. My husband walked away to look at something and the spider went into attack mode and threw something sharp from it's body into my legs. I fell on my back and broke my tail bone. My husband came and asked someone to call an ambulance. No one wanted to, so he did himself. We waited there forever, but it never came and no one including my husband wanted to call them again. Then I woke up.

The second dream before that, I had accepted a ride with one of my friends and her mom who was driving. She drove right into a construction area and a large beam hit the car makeing it do three flips. When it came to a stop I was not seriously hurt, and me being pregnant nothing had happened to the baby, but my jaw had been broken. I could barely open my mouth and my teeth were in every direction. I thought I would be taken right to the hospital, but the medics told me I had to wait. I saw the ambulance right there, but no one would let me get in it. I waited weeks, with people I used to know from school when I was little begging them to let me in. I never did and eventually my jaw ended up healing on it's own to the point where I was deformed.

The first dream I had, I was in the house I grew up in except my family was no one I'd ever seen before and the house was placed in the area I am now. I don't know who or why, but someone had cut off my foot. My foot was still attached and I could walk and I kept saying someone had cut off my ankle. I called 911 and an ambulance didn't show up for 3 hours. When they did arrive there was two of them. None of the medics came out to get me so I walked out to the second one and got on. There was a lady in the drivers seat, I told her what happened and she didn't seem to care. She took one look at my pregnant belly and told me to get off the ambulance and she would be back in 15 min. I got off and walked back inside crying. I started telling this story to my family inside and my supposed grandmother asked me how that made me feel.