Who needs codeine?

Apparently pregnancy is giving me the same crazy dreams. Mind you, that may be because I'm waking up all the freaking time (thank you pregnancy for putting my mild sleep apnea into overdrive) - and I'm remembering them. The other night I had a dream that I met blogger Stewie (he blogs "A Perfect Example" and writes reviews of horror movies). We ended up going to watch his favourite horror movie, but somehow ended up IN a horror scene instead. It was some sort of bizarre wild west/demon thing. Anyhow, I was distraught throughout the latter part of the dream saying, "I don't want to be here". I ended up deciding to walk 100 miles through a desert to safety. With no water. No idea how that turned out. I likely died but I was getting the hell out of that scene before the demons started fighting.

This has been something that has happening with all my dreams recently. I am cognizant enough to realize that something frightening is going to happen and that i need to get out of the scene, but somehow I don' realize that I'm dreaming, or can't get to the point where I can stop it.

My most recent and terrifying - to me- one was walking with a friend through London. It was deserted and I was remarking to my friend, "Isn't this odd that we don't see anyone? I mean, London has millions of people..." My friend casually remarked that everyone was inside and hiding before darkness came and the vampires came out. I remember clearly thinking, "What????" and then saying, "but...but ... why aren't *we* inside then?" At the same time in the dream, there was a very dramatic sun sinking down in the sky and distant howling was heard.

People, I was having a heart attack. It seems I ended up convincing my friend that since all the buildings were locked to us, that we should take the subway back up to Scotland. Because Scotland had no vampire issues and there was a convenient subway which ran directly on an overhead track to Scotland... At one point the subway went over some sort of recreation centre/gym where a bunch of vampires were playing basketball/killing things and they realized that we were in the subway. Then the vampires were in a frenzy trying to claw their way through the roof into the subway car. Stupid, right? Yet even now I can hardly type this out without being terrified.

I woke up and was too scared to go back to sleep. I actually called TM to come to bed. I think he was playing video games or something. I think my dreams/nightmares in the following nights were a bit tamer but I'm still scared to sleep. Unless of course my beloved little ALF is actually Rosemary's baby or something and beginning to take over my body...