These are paragraphs out of my book, "Surviving and More."
I discovered that I walk in my sleep when I woke up half way out the bedroom window. One morning I woke up smelling gas and having difficulty breathing. I went to see if the burners on the stove were on. Sure enough, the burners were on and the pilot life was out. When I went to bed the night before, I was having thoughts about turning on the gas. I figured that I must have done it in my sleep. I turned the burners off, opened the windows and went for a ride in my car, while apartment was airing out.
Camping, Eric's Cabin
It was getting dark and time to go up the ladder to the loft where we would sleep. Judy was ahead of me.
At the bottom of the ladder she remarked, "I don't think I can climb that."
"You can do it." we said, trying to encourage her.
She climbed three steps, looked down and screamed, "I'm scared of heights."
"Don't look down. Take another step." we suggested.
"AAAAH! I can't go down either."
She wouldn't let us help her. I had visions of her standing on that ladder for the rest of her life, becuase she couldn't go up and she couldn't go down. Eventually, she slept on the loft. I'm not sure how she did that.
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