It's a rough Monday morning today. I had a bad night with nightmares, waking up in a cold sweat, and feeling like I was going to have a panic attack.

And unlike most dreams where you don't remember them after you are awake, I remember everything of this dream; the end of the world; being a witness to a brutal murder and having to lay with the body and pretend to be dead so they wouldn't kill me also. That's what woke me up.

I threw the covers off and just started breathing deeply because I could feel a panic attack not far away. I was able to avert that and after twenty or so minutes while Kent was in the shower, I started feeling a bit better. I took a Motrin for my splitting headache, which seems to have helped. And then took my blood pressure reading: 149/103, heart rate 83 -- not so good.

I'm getting dressed not for cardiac rehab and hope that I won't be turned away because of the blood pressure reading. Afterward, I swing by my cardiologist's office to drop of the BP monitor that I wore this weekend. And then back home.

I'll work from home today as I can. At least the weather is nice in the mid 70's.