I was driving for work today, and heard this article on NPR about the Dutch health care system, and its relation to the values of the Dutch. It seems like a good explanation of why everyone’s Dutch grandmothers and grandfathers don’t go to the doctor, and why my grandfather laid on the ground with a broken hip for about an hour while my grandmother tried to dress him.
Oh, and I’m glad I’ll never (probably?) have a baby in the Netherlands. Drugs, drugs, drugs!