- Location
- Next door to Mr Benn at No 54
Thank you everyone for their advice. I think the reason the nightmares have come back again might be for several reasons.
I have been eating more cheese than usual
and drinking slightly more alcohol than usual
the bedroom gets cold about 2am, or if I leave the heating on for these colder nights, the bedroom gets too warm
I have got a cold and therefore a slight temperature.
This past month or so has been more hectic than I would like I am hopeful that now things will start to improve, and I will follow people's advice.
I think it is a combination of all these factors that is causing the problems.
One of my neighbours is a (certified?) aromatherapist, I think I will ask her advice. I do not like the smell of lavendar, unfortunately, but I am sure she could suggest something else.
I am due to see my doctor again soon, and will tell her of the current problems if it continues.
Two nights ago, when I had one of the most confusing and frightening of nightmares was after a visit by my niece. She is not that frightening, but she does say the most stupidest, thickest, arragant things. You might remember that approx six weeks ago, four young retained firefighters were killed when they attended a factory fire. That was near here. Niece's father is Town Mayor for that town. When we wished ourselves a Happy New Year, niece mentionned the tragic fire accident. She said it had been "puzzling" but at least her father had been able to "improve his media skills" because he had done a lot of radio and TV interviews in his official capacity. I nearly exploded with anger and frustration at her comments. Part of me wanted to say that she might like to explain to the widows, children and parents of the victims that she took such an attitude, and also explain that to the colleagues of the victims who are traumatised by the incident, and no doubt will be for a long time to come. My "mistake" may have been that I was so angry that I did not trust myself to say anything at all, and she left shortly after that anyway.
The nightmare I had that night was that I was in some sort of martial art combat with an expert who was faster, had more stamina, was stronger than me, and taller etc etc etc, so I had no defence whatsoever. And the fight seemed to go on for a very long time. I woke up very very confused, and my brain did not seem to want to function. Eventually, my brain computed the fact that it was just a dream, but it took some time. So that nightmare was caused by something "playing on my mind".
I have been eating more cheese than usual
and drinking slightly more alcohol than usual
the bedroom gets cold about 2am, or if I leave the heating on for these colder nights, the bedroom gets too warm
I have got a cold and therefore a slight temperature.
This past month or so has been more hectic than I would like I am hopeful that now things will start to improve, and I will follow people's advice.
I think it is a combination of all these factors that is causing the problems.
One of my neighbours is a (certified?) aromatherapist, I think I will ask her advice. I do not like the smell of lavendar, unfortunately, but I am sure she could suggest something else.
I am due to see my doctor again soon, and will tell her of the current problems if it continues.
Two nights ago, when I had one of the most confusing and frightening of nightmares was after a visit by my niece. She is not that frightening, but she does say the most stupidest, thickest, arragant things. You might remember that approx six weeks ago, four young retained firefighters were killed when they attended a factory fire. That was near here. Niece's father is Town Mayor for that town. When we wished ourselves a Happy New Year, niece mentionned the tragic fire accident. She said it had been "puzzling" but at least her father had been able to "improve his media skills" because he had done a lot of radio and TV interviews in his official capacity. I nearly exploded with anger and frustration at her comments. Part of me wanted to say that she might like to explain to the widows, children and parents of the victims that she took such an attitude, and also explain that to the colleagues of the victims who are traumatised by the incident, and no doubt will be for a long time to come. My "mistake" may have been that I was so angry that I did not trust myself to say anything at all, and she left shortly after that anyway.
The nightmare I had that night was that I was in some sort of martial art combat with an expert who was faster, had more stamina, was stronger than me, and taller etc etc etc, so I had no defence whatsoever. And the fight seemed to go on for a very long time. I woke up very very confused, and my brain did not seem to want to function. Eventually, my brain computed the fact that it was just a dream, but it took some time. So that nightmare was caused by something "playing on my mind".