One of the worst nightmares I’ve ever had I attribute to becoming sick while asleep. This happened way back when I was 17 or 18. The dream went like this:
Due to profound overpopulation, a mandated suicide-lottery had cropped up requiring all people – children included – to register for a monthly drawing which resulted in mandatory suicide. My name/number was drawn and I was given a month to choose the method and do away with myself.
My mother and I went to a Department Store so that I could look around the “Suicide Department” and get a feel for the way I wanted to kill myself. We looked around for probably about 20 minutes, weighing the pros and cons of each method. I did not want to die, of course. My mom – in my dream – seemed to be feigning sadness, but she actually seemed quite impatient to be having her day wasted on such a gruesome task.
“How about this one?” she asked as we stopped at what looked like a dentist’s sink with a headrest above it. It was a special apparatus that allowed you to rest comfortably with your chin and arms in a holster, positioned above the swirling water of the dentist’s sink. The water was intended to wash your blood down the drain once your throat and wrists were slit.
I still remember the feeling in my dream that I wanted to please my mother but didn’t want to die. I was trying to be polite about everything. I didn’t want to cause too much trouble. (In real life, my mom is the most sensitive, loving person I know!) So even though I was horrified, I agreed that bleeding to death would be a good choice for my demise. I wanted to leave the store and live out the rest of my last month, but my mother really wanted me to just “get it over with”.
Right there at Goldwater’s Department Store, right across from the shoe department, I put my chin in the cradle and let them lock my wrists in place. Just after my throat was slashed, and as I stared at my blood swirling down the sink, I heard the loudspeaker squawk with the announcement that Mandated Suicide had just been deemed unconstitutional and that all people that had been selected for death were free to go on living their natural lives. Too late for me, though.
When I woke up from that horrible dream, I had a raging temperature and a horrible case of strep throat.
Still, I think that you should mention the eye movement to your doctor. REM should occur during sleep only. There’s no good reason for that to be happening once you are awake. Best of luck to you.