Something In My Bed

The other morning, I woke up around 6:00 a.m., when it was still dark out. I needed to got to the bathroom, so I sat up. I heard a scraping noise coming from the direction of my nightstand. Wondering what was scraping up against it, I turned in that direction, and backed up a little. In the dark, I could faintly make out a large shape that moved towards me as I moved. Still groggy from sleep, I none the less wondered what the thing was. I reached over with my left hand and scraped the blankets aside, then picked up what I found there. It was a heavy cylinder, soft on the outside, but with a solid core. A few seconds of thought identified it as an arm, and a few more seconds brought me to the realization that it was MY arm!

I sleep with my right arm curled up underneath my pillow, and it had gone to sleep. It was COMPLETELY numb! I raised it closer to my face, and was able to make out my fingers, which were splayed still in the shape they would be under my pillow. I began beating on my numb arm with the other fist, trying to get some life back into it. Eventually, I was able to feel pins and needles again, and could flex my hand. After a few moments of sitting there pumping my fist, my arm and hand finally returned to normal.

I found the whole incident highly amusing.