Nightmares

Or better yet, night terrors.  Yeah, I've got 'em.

Last night was the first night that Mr. W and I have co-slept since the HG started.  I was so worried about not getting enough sleep at night and the nausea being worse in the morning that I've refused to try sleeping together until a weekend.

Less than an hour after I fell asleep Mr. W woke me up.  He was terrified and was rubbing my back.  I was curled up in a ball facing him and instantly began saying it was just a bad dream about spiders.  But that wasn't all it was.  I had been kicking, flailing my arms, and screaming in a terrified voice "Oh, God!  Oh, God no!"  Mr. W was afraid that I had rolled over and he had kneed me (he can get violent in his sleep...i blame it on the fact that he's been to war) and that he had hurt the babies and that I was screaming in pain.  When I woke up a little more I explained that hadn't happened and that we weren't that fragile right now, anyway.  The poor guy was traumatized, though.  I fell almost immediately back to sleep, after a quick run to the bathroom of course.  He told me this morning it took him a few hours to get back to sleep.

Now as for this dream I was having.  I'm pretty sure I've had it before, very recently.  It's a pretty freaky dream while I'm in it, but afterwards it's silly.  I'm laying in bed and a swarm of "blue spiders" start coming down from above me.  Now, I call them "blue spiders" and they are blue, but they're not really spiders.  My fear tells me they're spiders, so they are.  But in reality it's more like the following picture, only every intersection looks like the one circled in red, and there are no arrows.  So pretty much a web of blue lines.  It all pulsed, though. 



 

I hope I don't start having more night terrors.  This is about the fourth that I've had that I remember (and the first that didn't involve tears).  At least I had Mr. W there to wake me up in a comforting manner!