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I had a night terror last night. It was my first big one in probably ten years. I've had maybe three little ones in that amount of time, but this wasn't a little one.
My calves are sore to the touch as a result today...I was thrashing about so much that I had huge charleyhorses in both of my legs. I woke up screaming and fighting some invisible intruder (I suspect my mom's dog may have triggered it by standing above me as she respositioned) and absolutely terrified the poor dogs. Delilah then rushed to my aid and tried to help by wagging and kissing and snuggling. I left the light on for about ten minutes, until the rush of blood in my ears was no longer deafening, and surprisngly I was able to fall back asleep.
Thankfully I was alone. They're embarassing and hint at things I don't care to discuss. The last big one I had was while I was on a roadtrip with Owen and I scared the living shit out of him in the middle of the night.
One of the many reasons I miss the nightly dose of klonopin or xanax.
My calves are sore to the touch as a result today...I was thrashing about so much that I had huge charleyhorses in both of my legs. I woke up screaming and fighting some invisible intruder (I suspect my mom's dog may have triggered it by standing above me as she respositioned) and absolutely terrified the poor dogs. Delilah then rushed to my aid and tried to help by wagging and kissing and snuggling. I left the light on for about ten minutes, until the rush of blood in my ears was no longer deafening, and surprisngly I was able to fall back asleep.
Thankfully I was alone. They're embarassing and hint at things I don't care to discuss. The last big one I had was while I was on a roadtrip with Owen and I scared the living shit out of him in the middle of the night.
One of the many reasons I miss the nightly dose of klonopin or xanax.