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[Ninurta]

There's another part to my weird encounter with the Coof that involved something I've decided was a dream.
But I'd swear that when I was in bed, I saw someone standing over me the night before I took ill and did something
to the side of my neck.

However, I ain't special. I don't know anyone important (except you guys!), if I glean any endorphin-tickles, it's from
the remarks on this site when BIAD makes a particular well-liked banner. I rarely leave my home and even-more rarer,
visit conspiracy sites similar from Rogue Nation.

The last two fingers on my left hand (pinkie and ring finger) randomly go numb, and have done for years. Originally, I thought it was a function of putting pressure on my elbow deadening a nerve, but come to find out it is a bone spur on my C4 vertebrae occasionally irritating the nerve to those two fingers enough to cause it to shut down for a while.

I mention this only because your "visitor" appeared to be doing something to your neck, and wonder if that may be a possibility in the cause - your mind creating this encounter in the "'tween" between sleep and wakefulness as an explanation for why your fingers were gonna go numb. Maybe a stimulus your subconscious saw while your conscious ignored?

There is ALWAYS someone awake and on watch here in this house, to preclude window creepers like Bill Gates from sneaking in and stabbing us in our sleep. When I go to sleep, Grace's shift starts. Keeping constant watch is an SOP from a-way back.

The only time I've ever seen anything like that was during a bout of swine flu years ago when I was a teenager. I awoke to see someone standing at the foot of my bed, and it confused me, because it was no one I knew. I still recall it vividly, decades later. It was a he, and he was wearing a blue jumpsuit, all cuffs bloused to his wrists and ankles, with soft black padded boots. he had shoulder-length black hair, and was wearing a gold or yellow headband with some kind of circular coin or diadem centered on his forehead. As soon as he saw me awake, He smiled and then literally dissolved into nothingness.

Hallucinations can be creepy, and they are even creepier when your fighting an illness you think might be your last one. I was afraid that flu was gonna kill me. After living through it for 3 days, I started to be afraid that it WOULDN'T kill me. It lasted a week or 10 days. I credit "Old Grand Dad" with my survival. I started drinking two ounces every two hours, thinking that was long enough to metabolize it, and after a day of that, I didn't care anymore... 

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