Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Another symptom I'd kind of forgotten.

Vivid pregnancy dreams. I wish I were having the good ones though...you know...the fun, exciting ones. No, instead, I am having the scary and hideous ones :(

Last week, I had a dream where we were in the new house. The door to the upstairs bathroom was shut. I opened it, stepped in with one leg - kind of straddling the door, you know - to have a look around. The door suddenly flew shut - as though someone were slamming it with force - smashing me against the opposing wall. Our minds (I was there with Dave and the real estate agent) all immediately went to ghost or poltergeist or some angry spirit. In the dream, I was very scared and quite badly hurt. I woke up screaming and I mean petrified screaming only to realise I couldn't scream because I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe. I was paralyzed. I started hyperventilating because I wasn't breathing properly due to terror and my trouble breathing. I was trying so hard to scream. I just wanted Dave to come help me. I thought I heard him out in the hall, so I started breathing as loudly as I could in the hopes he would hear. It turned out to be the cat, who hopped up on the bed with me, but didn't really help.

It was *awful* and when I could finally move, I hurled myself out of bed and stumbled down the stairs, calling Dave's name the whole way. I guess my voice was pretty scary because he jumped up to come find me. He tells me that I was white and shaking. I was trying to tell him what had happened, but was stammering and couldn't make a lick of sense. He was so shaken by my state that he hugged me tightly and guided me to the couch to sit for a while.

Not fun :(

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