I have been sleepwalking where I used to have scary nightmares. Since I was little due to the nightmares I experienced each day I turned lights of for sleep. A friend I once shared a bed with described how I got up in the night and went for a wander, talking to myself, before climbing back into bed. On another occasion, a hotel receptionist had to guide me back to my room after I appeared at his desk. Apparently I sleep walk with my open, but I know nothing of what happens until I am told about it the next morning.
This episodes have been always been treated as a bit of a joke-when I did a night-time tour of my boyfriend Fred’s house one night before returning oblivious to bed, we laughed about it in the next morning, barely acknowledging what a lucky escape I’d had. But it happened again. Fred was living in old terrace house with very steep flight stairs leading up front door to landing outside his bedroom. At the bottom of the stairs was a cramped space with just a radiator and bare laminate floor; across the landing from the bedroom was the bathroom.
Perhaps I’d walked to the toilets in my sleep and imagining I was in my own home, stumbled on the way out. At first Fred assumed the cash that woke him was a break-in, and then he realized I wasn’t behind him. As he reached the top of the stairs, our friend Kate, who was also staying that night, emerged from her room. When Fred saw my motionless body, at the foot of the stairs, his first instinct was to rush down to move me. My knees were drawn up into my chest, my face was bloody and more blood had pooled underneath me. But Kate, a nurse, warned Fred not to touch me.
I checked I was still breathing and called 999. I don’t know at what point I became conscious of what was going on but I remember the voice of paramedic saying, “Well, that’s definitely broken, and I suspect that is, too.” At the hospital, I drifted in and out of consciousness and had full body scan to find out the extent of my injuries. Some were obvious-both my wrist were broken, the right one at impossible angle. It appears I’d thrown out my arms as I fell and my hands had taken the full force of the fall, then I’d slammed face-first into the radiator in the hallway. That accounted for my broken eye socket, cheekbones, jaw and nose, as well. I shared this to a friend who told me he was to give me a life time solution by visiting Dr Mugwenu who had before helped her cope with nightmares sometimes back. The following morning she took me to Dr. Mugwenu office where I was attended to. He assured me everything was going to be in order. Three days after I went back home, I slept really peaceful with nothing disturbing me like nightmares. I knew Dr Mugwenu magic was really at work since from that day I have never experienced such nightmares again. Mugwenu doctors also solve daily life problems such as marriage wrangles, witchcraft related activities among other things that may seem to be ruining your life. They also treat various diseases like cancer; high blood pressure among others just in a span of three days for their work has been proved to be the best in the East Africa region by many. Do not hesitate to call them when in need. For consultations call +254740637248/E-mail firstname.lastname@example.org or visit www.mugwenudoctors.com for more.