cheers

Cheers for all of the support and niceness after that last little blog. So far the coming off of the anti-d's is going ok, although we are only just through the first week. Unfortunately the nasty dreams have returned. The worst one was yesterday morning. I had had a lovely nights sleep, only woken up once and had slept fairly deep which I don't often. And then the bad one struck. I'm not going to describe because I am trying to forget it and not relive it. But I woke up in tears and nearly hyper-ventilating. The husband leaves early for work so he had already gone, I was home alone. I did ring him up and fortunately he wasn't busy so he could calm me down, and made sure I'd gone downstairs so I couldn't go back to sleep (I often re-enter dreams when I wake and go back to sleep). I thought that it would shake me all day, but strangely it didn't. I did more yesterday than I often would manage, didn't need extra rests and didn't have to go to bed early. I guess the good nights sleep must have counteracted the rest. Had another one last night, not so bad and while the husband was still around, so I was able to wake him and hug through it. I've always had the occasional bad dream, but they seem to come round more often and be worse now. Not sure why.