stupid tossing, turning no sleep night

Went home from work sick yesterday with a cold, not feeling awful, just feeling really run down and tired. Tried to take a nap when I got home but I have a stupid throat tickle that kept me up.

Went out and met Brit last night, and still felt ok, just tired. But when I went to bed for the night, could I sleep? Noooo. At first I was freezing, and couldn't sleep because I was so cold, even though I was under 4 blankets. Then Tim came to bed and brought in Myra, and I was much warmer and felt sleepier. And then my head woke up. I couldn't shut it off no matter what I did, and I wasn't even really thinking about stuff. I would get too hot, I didn't have enough leg room with Myra, just tossed and turned a lot.

And then the dreams started. In one, I watched an airplane crash to the ground in flames. In another, Bobby, Di's son (and first crush) was selling what appeared to be bath products but were really the ingredients for bombs. He found out that I knew and kidnapped me. I had called Lisa on my cell phone and told her how scared I was, and then left the phone open in my pocket, trying to tell her where we were from things I was saying to Bobby. I heard her say on the phone that she couldn't help me and I should call 911. But then Bobby discovered I had a cell phone on me and took it away.

I think I need mild sleeping pills on hand for when this happens. Grr.