I'm sleeping some better than I was, but I think it's because both of my cats are sick and they don't wake me up in the morning. It's funny. I almost wish I weren't sleeping because they wake me up. It's hard, knowing they are both so sick.
For the last two nights I have had nightmares. One of them I was at a party where I was being introduced to a woman's friends because I was going to be taking care of her husband who has dementia. This nightmare continued to fill my mind after I woke. It continued on with its plot, in other words. I could not shake it away! It overshadowed my day after finally I went for a nap and it marched right along while I slept. UGH!
3 1/2 hours. Good grief, that's getting old. I was sleeping well, but my younger cat got in bed with me. Normally not a problem, unless she has been stepping in her urine (or other). Since she was diagnosed with lymphoma, I definitely get less sleep.