i had this dream last night about my step dad (the only father i knew).
he had a bunch of old cars that he was fixing up and one was mine to redo. for some reason he had to get some type of medical tube hooked to his arm. he was sick. i kept trying to figure out how to hook it up. it had one for urine which was this little bitty plastic tube that went to the machine. the other was normal sized for a drip or something and had to make a complete circuit for some reason. he kept getting sicker and i had to remind him he needed to hook up the stuff doc gave him to get better.

later, after looking at my car, i went to check on him and he had hooked himself up wrong. the urine was mixing in with the blood and he only had one line going in for the blood. air was getting into the line. after wrestling around with trying to get him hooked up right, i decided he was too sick and we had to go to the hospital. i looked at his car and realized that it had no motor in it. i eventually got my car running and we went to the hospital. i was then looking at my car and deciding how i wanted to fix it up and realized that it was a cross between a 40s car and a modern minivan. it actually looked pretty cool for some reason. who's to say that dreams have to make sense.