I had one of those dreams last night.
I dreamed I was driving home from Powell (were my daughter lives) and as i reached the pass a huge storm hit. Before I could do anything my car slipped and I went over the edge of the cliff.
Some how I lived and made it to the hospital with glass shard sticking out of me, blood everywhere, and when i coughed glass (looked kinda like rock salt) came out of my mouth. As I'm standing My daughter 3 year (looked like 2 in the dream) grabs my and looks up at me, she's also injured and not any better off than me. Her 12month old sister is sitting on the floor next to me and looks up and starts crying. I can tell she's hungry and needs her diaper changed and other care, but I can't even bend over. All i wanted to do was pick them up and let them know it's gona be ok, but i can't even talk.
They looked up at me as with a needing look that says "please help us". Then I woke up...