Last night, I dreamt I was walking through a forest. It was night and dark, but I didn’t feel frightened. Suddenly, something grabbed my foot. I jumped and called out, and found myself awake in my bed. I wondered if I made any noise at all.
My thoughts were answered with he approach of footsteps in the dark. In a minute, two concerned, but sleepy, eyes were looking at me. It was the family dog, Jett, who was sleeping in an adjacent room. I reached out, scratched his chin, patted his head, and told him that everything was okay. He sighed and gave me a look that said, “false alarm” before turning around to go back to the other room.
I was wearing my BiPAP full face mask, so I must have been pretty loud for him to hear it. Then I heard footsteps from another part of the house. My father joined me a moment later and asked if I was okay. For a moment, I thought about scratching his chin and patting his head, but it would have made him angry, so I sat up and we talked for a couple of minutes.
He told me to go back to sleep and headed off to his bed. While I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, I could hear the dog snoring in the other room.
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