Spinal Victim

On wedensday night I dreamt I was having a party at my place. Triple J's 'The Doctor' was waiting on my driveway for Lilly Allen to pick us up. We were playing with a mangy dog that was hanging around my front garden and were joking about Lilly Allen making 'The Doctor' "scream" in the bedroom (in reference to her song 'Not Fair').
As we left (and I was suddenly driving the car), my friend Holly crashed into my car quite forcefully. The crash threw me from my car to the road. She ran, crying hysterically to my side. I thought she was upset about hitting me and my state, but I think she was crying over her broken finger. Apart from that, she was scratch free. I wasn't sure why I couldn't react to her crying, but came to the realisation that I had broken my spine when the Ambulance arrived and put me on a spinal board. I was completely paralizyed. I couldn't move, speak or react to anything anyone was saying to me, it was so scarily real! The new way for the paramedics to transport a spinal victim to the hospital was via waterslide. Apparantly this minimized the risk of further injuries, so they hooked up a kiddies play tunnel to their tow bar and all of a sudden, I was being transported to hospital on a flume ride at a water park. I was petrified that I couldn't move a finger or control my breathing whilst in this waterslide tunnel. When we arrived at the hospital, I was shot out of the slide into the pool on my board and woke up sobbing.