{"id":1194,"date":"2010-08-10T12:09:44","date_gmt":"2010-08-10T19:09:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/?p=1194"},"modified":"2010-08-10T12:11:15","modified_gmt":"2010-08-10T19:11:15","slug":"i-couldnt-breathe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/i-couldnt-breathe\/","title":{"rendered":"I couldn&#8217;t breathe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I had a nightmare last night that still has me shaken. I was lying on my back, helpless, and someone was pressing on my chest with immense force to where I couldn&#8217;t breathe. \u00a0The pressure was so intense it had to be more than just someone&#8217;s hands but I couldn&#8217;t figure out what it was. \u00a0And I couldn&#8217;t move. \u00a0I started screaming and in my half-awake state I realized I was lying on my back and I thought someone was in the room pushing down on me. \u00a0Not sure if I was awake or asleep, I screamed even louder as Denis was trying to wake me up. \u00a0Still feeling the pressure on my chest, \u00a0I then thought I was having a heart attack (they always say you feel pressure on your chest). &#8220;It&#8217;s just a dream, it&#8217;s just a dream,&#8221; Denis kept saying as he held my hand. \u00a0In a cold sweat, I still felt paralyzed and could barely catch my breath. I finally woke up but I couldn&#8217;t get it out of my head and was afraid to go back to sleep in case it came back so I stayed up. \u00a0I&#8217;m grateful Denis was there.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had a nightmare last night that still has me shaken. I was lying on my back, helpless, and someone was pressing on my chest with immense force to where I couldn&#8217;t breathe. \u00a0The pressure was so intense it had to be more than just someone&#8217;s hands but I couldn&#8217;t figure out what it was. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1194","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dear-diary"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1194","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1194"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1194\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1201,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1194\/revisions\/1201"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1194"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1194"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1194"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}