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I fell asleep on the couch and took a nap with the cat perched triumphantly atop the highest part of my hip for a while. I woke up with like, heart palpitations or something, I can’t catch my breath, quite, and I had almost no appetite for dinner which my poor dude slaved over.
I still can’t quite catch my breath. This happens sometimes. I think it’s an anxiety attack while I’m sleeping?
I also feel like my intestines are full of cement and don’t know why that would be, but I feel like it’s not related. Let’s hope it’s not related.
It’s not like I can’t breathe but it’s like i have to think about every breath. That’s very… unsettling.
I wish the cat would come back and snuggle me.
I fell asleep on the couch and took a nap with the cat perched triumphantly atop the highest part of my hip for a while. I woke up with like, heart palpitations or something, I can’t catch my breath, quite, and I had almost no appetite for dinner which my poor dude slaved over.
I still can’t quite catch my breath. This happens sometimes. I think it’s an anxiety attack while I’m sleeping?
I also feel like my intestines are full of cement and don’t know why that would be, but I feel like it’s not related. Let’s hope it’s not related.
It’s not like I can’t breathe but it’s like i have to think about every breath. That’s very… unsettling.
I wish the cat would come back and snuggle me.
