After my experience of last night I have been a little spooked. When I went to bed the threat of the night before was on my mind.
I settled in for a good night and did finally drift off.
I awoke as usual and it was really dark. There was absolutly no light in the room. Huh! It must be cloudy.
I lay there, looking around to see if the giant specter was lurking. It looks like I have cheated death again.
Lets get up and walk a bit and look out to see what the scarecrow is up to. Well! When I started to throw back the covers I realized that something was terribly wrong. Me, being right handed tried to use my right hand on the covers. Nothing! When I say nothing, I mean nothing happened. OK, OK I bet my hand and arm are asleep, that's it. Use the other arm dummy! Back go the covers. OH MY GOD! I only have one arm. Not only do I only have one arm, I only have one sleeve in my PJ's. One sleeve being neatly tucked in.
Now I am starting to sweat and immediately started to think about the possibilities.
I used to be a pirate and lost the arm in a sword fight and can't remember because of the cannon ball that hit me in the head. Get Real!
I have alzheimer's and only remember anything, part of the time. Yikes!
I was in a terrible accident and have been in a comma for who knows how long. Months, years, decades? OH MY GOD!
Oh come on get real, get a grip!
I lay there trying to figure out what to do. Well I better get a hold of this disability or I am done for.
But then the strangest thing happened. I thought I could feel my hand. I have heard about a person who lost a limb could still feel the missing part. No! I think this is real.
What's going one here?
I started to thrash around and found that the missing limb was not gone at all. Some how in my sleep I had pulled my arm and PJ sleeve inside my PJ's.
When I got the arm and PJ's figured out I decided that the visit from the spirit was not the worst thing that could happen.
Cheated death again!