One day last week I had been fighting a nasty migraine that was trying to creep in and take over my life. As I am wont to do in this situation, I took my little "cocktail" of tylenol and a simply sleep. It's just the right balance of pain relief and sleep assistance without taking something "harder". This particular night I passed out soundly and a few (several?) hours later I woke up because I was trying to roll over but my arm wouldn't move! I didn't know what time it was because I didn't have on my glasses and I couldn't get them because I couldn't move my arm! I panicked. I poked at my arm and couldn't feel anything. I started to get really scared and then I noticed that there was a dark blob where my arm felt like it was supposed to be! OHMYGOSH! I've been bitten by a spider and now my arm has swollen to 5 times it's size and already started to rot off! This is gross! I'd poke Chris to wake him but what if I miss and poke my nasty rotting arm and it explodes! OHMYGOSH! What am I going to do? What the heck kind of spider bit me? Probably one of those crazy brown widow hybrid things. OHMYGOSH!
I decide to sit up and go into the bathroom to get a closer look. I figure I can drag my arm all ape style out of bed and get a better look. I put my glasses on and look over at my arm only to find a sweet little three year old face sleeping soundly on my arm.
Yeah. No clue when she had gotten in bed with us or if I had actually snuggled her or if she just found my arm and thought it'd be hilarious to make mommy think her arm was rotting off. I'm pretty sure I saw her smile as I laid back down and wrapped my other arm around her.