I woke up in the middle of the night lastnight and I spotted something behind my pillow. It was very dark in my room so I couldn't tell what it was. But I moved backwards and it moved towards me. I thought to myself, "OK, it must be a rat or a mouse or something, great." I just about freaked out not knowing what it was. I was about to jump out of bed trying to get away from it. And then I realized it was my own hand. Apparently I had been sleeping on my arm and had cut off all the circulation to it so I couldn't even feel it or be cognizant of its whereabouts. Don't I feel stupid -- afraid of my own hand.