Coldest night of my life

Nothing interesting is happening to me while I'm awake, so I'm going to blog about my sleep.

Last night was the absolute coldest night of my entire life. It rained all night and I was shivering. Some of my friends are already sick.

In the morning, I woke up and discovered that my left arm was dead because I had placed my arm under my head. It was like a dead piece of flesh with no feeling. But luckily, blood circulation went back to normal, and my arm was revived.

Then I went back to sleep.

And I put my left arm under my head AGAIN.

So my left arm died AGAIN.

WTH.

If this happens every time I go to sleep, one morning I might wake up to discover that my arm is permanently dead and needs to be amputated.