Sunday, January 10, 2010

Nightmares and Sounds in the Night

Last night was strange..... so strange. I had spent the entire day watching movies (something I don't normally do) -- 3 hours of Avatar followed by Mexican food. Then another 2 1/2 hours of Harry Potter. Then sleep.

It takes me forever to fall asleep. I'm not sure why -- people tell me it happens during those menopause years and warn that it gets worse. I really don't appreciate hearing: "It gets worse." It's already "THEE worst!" Anyway, I had just drifted off -- at about 1:30 p.m., when I heard a loud crash, followed by breaking items, followed by yelping dogs. I sat straight up in bed with my heart racing. It scared me to death. Then I heard Matt making his prowler rounds: check all the doors, check the kids, check all the rooms, check in the garage. I just settled back down to get ready for another round of trying to fall asleep when Matt walked by. I said "Did you find anything?" "Nope", he said. Then in unison we both chimed "That was so weird." He went downstairs to sleep on the couch because apparently, I snore. (Embarrassing thing to admit, but sadly, true.)

Not long after that, at about 3:30, I heard a piercing scream, followed by barking dogs. I sat straight up in bed, heart pounding worse than before, still listening to the screaming which was coming from MY mouth!!! It was me! I was the screamer!!! The entire house was up again (except for Claire who sleeps like a log). My heart was racing and I yelled to all: "It was me! Don't worry everyone. It was me, having a nightmare."

"I heard more breaking" yelled Matt from down below.

"No, that was me screaming" I yelled in response. "Go back to sleep," which we all tried to do, but not very well. It was a long, long night.

The thing is...... NEVER, in my life, have I awakened screaming. Never. And here's the other thing.... I am an avid dreamer. I remember all sorts of things about dreams . I can remember dreams from when I was little. My dreams have color and sometimes even smells. Once I dreamed that package of bacon chasing me like snakes. I could smell the bacon! But this time .... I remember nothing but the color orange. Nothing!!! Why was I screaming like that??? Isn't it weird??

I blame the screaming on watching too many movies and the fact that Avatar, made me so nauseous that I had to leave the theatre just at the climax of the film. Waaaaaay too much movement for me. I also blame the Mexican food chaser and Harry Potter. What was I thinking!!!!!! (But.... let it be known, that Avatar is a semi good flick.... and Harry Potter is a great one.)

And as for the crash.... I blame removable adhesive picture hangers. Never use them. Especially on small antique book plates from Czechoslovakia that cost you a small fortune to frame. It fell off the bathroom wall.

P.S. I really look like this woman when I wake up in the middle of the night screaming. I believe in good grooming at all times.


Eve said...

That is so weird! Did you ever find what crashed that first time?

Reminds me of the time I kept waking up because my roomate was letting them go in her sleep and stinking up the joint. Or so I thought until I realized that the real reason I was waking up was a noise that accompanied the stink. And the noise was not coming from my roomie's bed.

I am still a little proud of my sleeping self.

m.mindy said...

I'm just happy to know that I'm not the one who can't sleep, and that sometimes partners don't sleep in the same bed due to snoring.
Hope you have some better nights ahead...