When we went to bed last night Sandra left her braids in, and yesterday’s braids were kind of a knotted, braidy bun at the back of her head.
Sometime in the wee morning hours Sandra and I snuggled together, her head resting on my right arm.
When I woke up this morning my right arm felt oddly numb. When I extracted myself from the snuggle I found that it was REALLY numb, and wasn’t working right.
In fact, it wasn’t working at all. The flexor system (make a fist, drop your wrist) was engaged, and the extensor system (extend your fingers, raise your wrist) was… gone? I couldn’t extend my fingers or raise my wrist.
Also, there was a set of near-bruised indentations in the crook of my elbow that seemed to match the knotty braid pattern from the back of Sandra’s head.
After about a minute of not panicking I managed to restore circulation to the sleeping extensor muscles. I expected the pins and needles to feel a lot worse than they did. Slowly the feeling returned and I was able to extend my fingers and wrist again. Yes, this was my right hand, the one that draws all the comics. Yes, I was frightened, but only a little. Mostly my brain was occupied with “how do I fix this” and “wow, this is kind of cool.” As of now, five hours later, there’s no trace of the problem.
What I’ve arrived at by way of conclusion, however, is “Sandra is not allowed to wear the evil knotty braid-bun to bed. And if she does, I’m not cuddling.”