I'm not a wakey wakey kind of person. I don't jump out of bed. So this morning, while I had yet only managed to brush one cobweb out of my sleepy brain, I tried to move over a little only to have one appendage fail to respond. I had apparently been sleeping on my left arm to the point of its death. We had passed the pins and needles long ago.
So in order to expedite my comfortability (and the return of blood to lefty) I lifted my left arm with my right arm and rolled onto the other side. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! It felt so weird! It was like touching a corpse arm attached to my body. Not only could I not move my left arm, I couldn't feel it either. Hibbidibbiwhat?
Shortly thereafter feeling did return, but now as I prepare to embark upon sleep once more, I am reminded of the creepiness. Zombie Arm! GUH!
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