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Old 06-11-2009, 04:57 PM   #27
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Originally Posted by DixieGal View Post
I love to sleep. I love it so much that I wake up wishing it were time to go back to sleep for another night. I wish I were asleep right now. And even better is a big bowl of icecream before bed. I love it more than donuts.
ARRRGGHHHH me too! I agree for the ice cream before going to bed, and for the sleeping all the time!!! Sleeping as gotten to be such a luxury with time...
And I just think my face looks better with pillow lines on it!

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Originally Posted by GraceKrispy View Post
A year or so ago, I realized that I only suffered from nightmares when I slept on my back. I suffered from a lot more nightmares before I realized that. Although I don't always get nightmares lying on my back, it seems much more likely. The few times I've had night terrors (is that what they are called? sleep paralysis kind of stuff), it's always been on my back. I decided that sleeping on my back opens portals to hell or something. I am a gatekeeper. Or, it could be that it inteferes with proper circulation or breathing or something. I think I read something about the latter...
Same thing for me!!! Every time I woke up screaming, out of breath or in such a paralizing fear I had to leave the light on for a week, it was because I was sleeping on my back.

A few months ago, I woke up because I was feeling something pulling the life out of me from my brain...and I couldn't move, I was there, lying on my back, crying, trying to scream for help (tough luck, I live alone). I think it lasted at least 15 minutes, but it seemed so much longer... the following nights, I couldn't even go to bed, I slept in the living room, until I finally asked a friend to come sleep over a few times, just to make me feel safer...

It worked, but the friend happened to need a place to crash and stayed for a whole month, so, to make everything simpler, I don't sleep on my back anymore!
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