Join Date: Feb 2007
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And it wasn't even 'mine'.
Yesterday, dh and I had a really busy day that started off with a funeral ( a friend of ours lost his wife, she was 80 and they had been married for 63 years, amazing!) and then to one of the kid's shakespeare plays for a 6th grade English class, so we were both pretty whipped by the time I hit the sack last night, I don't even think I was online much at all yesterday,
But around 4 am, my husband wakes me up telling me that Gucci isn't breathing and she isn't moving, he'll periodically wake up and check on her or talk to her throughout the night, so i'm used to that, but apparently he was sleep sitting and talking because when I looked over he was sitting up holding Gucci and I FLEW out of bed and screamed her name. OMG....I was in a total panic and SOOOOOO relieved when she licked me, and he yelled at me saying 'why did you do that?!' (screaming Gucci's name) apparently he wasn't totally with it when he told me she wasn't breathing or moving. Awful, AWFUL dream. I was so wound up with adrenaline that I never really fell back to sleep after that and poor Gucci, she laid on my chest and spooned with me for the rest of the night because she thought I was mad at her because I yelled and scared her, I'm sure she was confused.
I just hope that nightmare never, ever happens again...I know it had something to do with going to a funeral and he just worked it into his dream but sheesh....
needless to say, I'm grateful that that was all it was, a dream .
DH is still disturbed by it, too...