I Got Shot!

I rarely remember my dreams, so waking up this morning with this vivid memory was quiet frightening!
I am hoping someone can help me to interpret the meaning behind it:)


The location was the parking lot of a grocery store I frequently visit, it happens to be around the corner from my mother’s house. As I opened my mini-van door, a young man immediately jumped in and shoved me over to the passenger’s side. I remember hearing that “open-door” chime, but it sounded much louder than usual. I was not afraid and simply asked him to let me out before driving away as I thought he wanted my car. He then said “I just want to use your phone”. I handed him my phone and he proceeded to jump out of the drivers seat with it in his hand. I grabbed it back at the same time noticing a gun in his waist as he attempted to exit the car. He pulled it out and said “your angel sent me”, shooting me in the left side of my neck. I remember my right side burning and tingling and I fell out of the passenger side onto the ground, still unsure wether or not I was shot. An older woman with long black hair was frantic looking in my direction and I lifted my neck and asked her if I was shot. She said “oh my God”, while covering her mouth. I remember being on the ground and a crowd of people in the general area. I was begging for a phone to call my husband. I also begged someone to go to my mother’s house and tell her what happened. Everyone seemed hesitant to let me use their phone, but one business looking man with a briefcase finally did. I called my husband, telling him I loved him and wanted to say goodbye in case I died. I then called my 20 year old, telling her how proud I was of her and how much I loved her. Around that time the paramedics arrived ,and then my husband also arrived. The paramedics wrapped my neck tightly with bandages and I asked one of them if I was dying. He looked my in the eye and said “yes, you are dying”. My mother later showed up and all I remember is her begging them to save me. I felt weaker at this point and was still on the ground. My whole body felt hot and tingling, but I could not feel anything in my neck area where I was shot. Once in the hospital, I was placed in a room, but no nurses or doctors were checking on me. I kept asking my husband why no one was coming to help me. The doctor finally came in and said they just had to wait for me to die, there was nothing they could do to save me. As I was laying there weaker and weaker, I just kept telling my family how much I loved them. They brought my dog in and I immediately started crying because I new he would not understand why I was leaving him. I was hysterical crying and screaming at the doctors that I am not ready to die. I am too young with so much left to do, they have to do something to save me. I once again tried to tell my family that I loved them , but by this time I had no voice. I tried to reach for their hands but couldn’t lift mine. I was exhausted and felt motionless laying there. Then, I woke up.