This one was two nights ago. It took place at my granny Aycock's house as well. Her big pretty front yard with the two big trees, one in which our old tree house once resided and I spent many summers. This dream didn't even start pleasant it went straight to a dark headed male that I do not know shooting at me and my family! The man, whom in my dream was an acquaintance and had been no threat to us, opened fire. It quickly fast forwarded to me being gunned down and looking at this man as I lay in the ditch by the mailbox in my grand parents front yard. As he walked away I raised my head and my dad was across the gravel driveway In the other ditch. I told Daddy that whatever he shot us with was NOT killing us to lay still and stop breathing if he approached again. My dad then offered the advice to "lay still baby if he thinks you're dead he will stop!" I told my dad lay down and shush!! I lay there hurting and helpless other than to offer that advice to dad and tell him to pass it down to the others. I laid very still and heard him coming, I was willing to take the brunt because I was his main target! He shot my daddy again and came to me........he shot me again and again!! It felt like razors shaving through my body and burned like fire and I found the strength to lay still. My hand flinched and he said, "Aww your hand moved that's a sign you aren't dead!" And he put his gun pointe blank range on my palm and shot! I managed to stay still!! As he walked away down the road I waited til he was gone far enough and lifted my head and my dad was looking at me........I woke up on the couch in my house. I needed to go to bed with Matt but I was afraid it was another restless night and didn't want to keep him up. Before I could move I fell asleep and I was slumped over and had a sleep paralysis attack and felt as though I could not breath. Knowing I was not around Matt to arouse me for that split second or minute I felt as though I would die. This of course kept me from immediately wanting to sleep. I sat up a few minutes before residing to bed with Matt where the rest of the night was a sequel to my dream picking up at different locations.
Exhausting!! Just a day in the life of Narcolepsy!! No wonder we are so exhausted all day and have doctor ordered naps daily!!! Not to mention a day filled with wonderful cataplexy triggered by laughter, pleasure, and anger or excitement. All of which I have learned to stow away way beneath the surface due to cataplexy. It's been a rough year which is a whole different post on an entirely different day!