Thursday, February 15, 2007

Another snowy day

I've still been laid low by this cold/flu/whatever bug, for almost a week now. I sometimes think I'm better, only to be surprised again. The cough medicine I take at night has spawned a series of disturbing dreams.

For one, Tuesday night a local station had a first-person story from one of its reporters whose home was invaded by squirrels, and saying that the cold has driven them into homes by the truckload. Exterminators are getting rich, apparently charging $1,000 a pop to clear them and their dearly (stinky) departed out of the houses.

That just set me up for a lucid nightmare about said problem. I couldn't decide whether it was a dream or reality when I (either in reality or dream) sat up about 4:15 a.m. thinking I heard a squirrel running in my bedroom. I pulled the covers up and squeezed my eyes shut (maybe) as things quieted again. Then I felt that small shift in the bed that reminded me of my dearly departed poodle, Fefe, jumping up on the bed to get warm next to me. I even felt the pressure of her body against my back and thought I felt her fur brush against my arm. I was convinced it was a squirrel mimicking that coziness but I was so terrified I couldn't open my eyes or move to turn on the light.

When I woke up, it took me some time to convince myself that it WAS just a dream, but there was no evidence of a fuzzy visitor -- and I seriously doubt squirrels are into the "cuddle up here" thing like a poodle is.

Last night I was asleep by 8 p.m., simply wiped out and ready to have Valentine's Day end. I thought I could catch up on the sleep I lost during "squirrel night."

I can't recall details of my dream last night right now, but Dreamland was again a less-than-pleasant place to be.

I woke up to more snow this morning, and no way of getting out of going out today. I do not look forward to being out there again. I managed to avoid outings for almost two weeks during the last of the storms. If only I could pull that off again! I know, I know... the rest of the world has to cope, and so do I. But I donwanna!!

I noticed when I started this post that I've had 500 posts on my blog since I started this. No significance to that other than it's like watching the odometer roll over on the car.

Stay warm!

7 comments:

Sarabeth said...

I stopped taking Nyquil because of the very disturbing dreams that resulted. I understand.

Anonymous said...

I've been hit by whatever flu/bug/cold is going around, too. It's not serious enough to stay home from work, but enough to keep me feeling drained. Drained...if only I COULD keep my nose drained. (There's a lovely image.) Anyway, I can sympathize and hope you're feeling better soon.

Crystal Diggory

FrenziedFeline said...

Just when you think you're going to able to rest, the meds play with your mind.

I hope you feel better soon. Stay safe out there!

Erudite Redneck said...

A squirel haint!

TECH said...

Nyquil does that to me, too. I wonder what's in it that causes that response.

I hope you get well soon!

jeannie diane said...

I am trying this again. The other
one did not show up.

Hope you feel better soon. I am
battleing it too.

I do not know if Crystal remembers
or not. We lived in a house in
Ft Smith.

The primary residents were
squirrels. Complete with
stored nut and all. ( they
only allowed us to stay because
they thought we were extra
large nuts) :-)

Anonymous said...

Of course I remember the house. And I remember waking up there one night and thinking there was a large "man" in the house and was so frightened I couldn't even scream. It turned out to be some clothes you had hung in one of the doorways. :)

Crystal Diggory