Scary
Scary
The other day Jonathan was working his usual 24 hours. I went to bed late like always. When I woke up, I had slept on my right arm wrong I guess. It was numb. My left arm/hand is pretty much useless due to the stroke. So, I finally got myself to a sitting position, and then I was so scared. I couldn't do anything. I wanted to call Jonathan, but I couldn't pick up the phone with my left hand, let alone dial anything. Luckily, after a few minutes my right arm went back to normal. Then, another day, I woke up sleeping on my right arm again and my hand was numb. Now, I'm scared to sleep when Jonathan's gone.