Sleep at last...

Last night I finally got a full nights sleep. It'd been the first I've had in weeks. My hormones have been wreaking havoc on my once-pleasant dreams.

A couple nights ago I had to wake Dave up to walk me to the bathroom in the middle of the night because I was too afraid to get out of bed. I'd been dreaming of weird people lurking outside and inside my house trying to kill off family members. That, combined with my ever-present fear of body snatchers under the bed made for a long night. I never went back to sleep.

Last night I was crying on Dave's shoulder because I was too afraid to sleep. He said a prayer for me and immediately I felt calmed, rolled over, and fell asleep. Woke up to pee, and went to the bathroom in the dark with no fears. Fell back asleep with no issues. It feels sooooo great to finally have a night's sleep under my belt. I know my days are numbered.

Thank heaven for answered prayers!