Ok, seriously, enough already!
Had yet another carnage filled nightmare last night. Some dinosaurs, but mostly a heaping handful of prehistoric crocs chasing down two boatloads of people. No one could go ashore because the dinos would get them. No one could swim for it because the instant any appendage got near the water--CHOMP.
Bleck.

So for the past 2o hours, I've been between sleep and wakefulness. Mostly just sleep. Both Mom and a co-worker named Suzi offered me medicine that they swore up and down would knock me out in 15 minutes. Considering that they are both pretty tough women, I figured I'd be out in nothing flat.
HA.
Both took at least an hour to kick in. The Benadryl (sp?) took my whole body by storm, while whatever Mom gave me did this weird creeping thing from my feet up. My legs got heavy, then my arms, and then I finally dragged myself off to bed, and probably passed out, who knows? The only thing that made me feel better was seeing Jamal last night--for as long as I was able to stay awake, I admit. XP

I blame having nightmares on not feeling well. I dunno if I ever take them seriously, but it's strange that almost the same thing seems to keep happening in them. Eh. *shrug*

Not completely back up to full perkiness, but I feel a lot better today than I did yesterday, thank goodness. I still feel like sleeping a bit, but I've also had so much sleep that I really shouldn't need anymore for another day or two. Besides, it's time to go to work.

Be healthy!