I don’t get scared easily. Besides the first time it happened I didn’t realize anything scary was happening; I was just so tired.
It was Sunday so I didn’t have to go to work but my husband woke me at seven. “I need to go daven ” he apologized. “Can you get up?”
But I couldn’t. “I don’t feel well ” I muttered. I couldn’t even open my eyes.
“Okay ” he said uncertainly. “I’ll daven later.” I was already sleeping.
