Of course, if it’s a nightmare, please wake me up.<\/p>\n
Last night, it wasn’t Kalena, Jonny, or even a nightmare that shook me from my peaceful slumber.<\/p>\n
It was a hellishly painful, muscle twisting cramp in my left calf.<\/p>\n
I tried frantically to grab my ankle and stretch it out. Nope. I stood up on one side of the bed and tried to stretch it out that way. No dice. All this time, I’m trying not to yell, because I didn’t want to wake Kenny and Kalena who had fallen asleep in the living room. For some reason, I thought I was going to die, which, obviously, would not have happened. I rolled over the bed and tried to stand up on the other end. My foot landed on the floor, and shot even more pain through my calf. I could no longer contain myself. I let out a yelp of pain, lost my balance and crashed hard on the floor beside the bed. As my leg continued to spasm, I remember hanging on to the corner of the bed and seeing light creep in from the space under the door. I was just about to call out for some help, when suddenly, my muscles stopped spasming, and everything relaxed. I decided to stay on the floor for a while. Thank goodness the pain had stopped. I also remember being thankful I didn’t wake anyone, because I thought that would have been uncool of me. Of course, when I told both Kenny and Kalena about the whole thing, they told me I should have yelled for help.<\/p>\n
Hopefully, it won’t happen again, tonight.<\/p>\n