Freaky Wake Up

Last night I woke up choking!

I think the baby kicked me in the stomach and sent some stuff up my throat.  I went from "do do do, sleeping, sleeping..." to "HOLY CRAP!  WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!?" in about 3 seconds flat.

Of course, I stood up so I could barf somewhere more appropriate than my pillow and realized I had NO idea where I was.  I saw the light of the hall light on the wood floor out there and was about to make a run for that (for lack of a better surface in my confusion and stupor) when I remembered where I was.  Luckily, I was able to make it to the bathroom sink in time to... realize I wasn't really going to throw up.

Huh?

Whatever, I'll take it!

A couple weeks ago, Marti moved the glider chair into our room when I started getting heartburn pretty regularly.  "It was time."  I thought that was sweet and thoughtful!  It's right next to my side of the bed so I can get into the chair in the middle of the night and do my best at continuing to sleep without having to move my alarm and all that stuff like I've had to do before.

With last night's development, it might be time to start sleeping upright soon.