It's...not alive!

This morning I think the strangest thing that has ever happened to me happened.
When I woke up I began sliding my covers off of me, only to run into some sort
of large sem-cylindrical semi-soft object resting on my chest. I of course, 
having no idea what it was assumed the only thing I could have, it must be some
 sort of animal. So I threw it off of me and it flew to my left. I tried to 
pull the covers off of it with my left arm but nothing happened. This seemed a 
little strange to me. Now I was concentrating on more why my arm had suddenly 
vanished than the animal so I pulled the covers off of my left shoulder. My arm
 was sitting right there attached perfectly, nothing changed at all. Now I was 
really confused. I then pulled the covers off of the "animal" with my right arm
 only to discover it was my left arm. I proceeded to poke and squeeze it a 
couple of time and wonder what the hell was going on, because I could not feel 
myself squeezing my arm at all. I'm not talking like it was asleep, I mean it 
was numb. There weren't even any phantom pains it was so numb. I then hoped 
that maybe it was kind of like when my arm falls asleep and that I would still 
be able to move it, no luck. For about 5 very strange seconds my arm just sat 
there as I strained to lift it. Then it twitched once or twice. Then it started
 moving around like it was drunk. After another second or two I felt the blood 
coursing through it again and after that it was just asleep and then it was 
fine. I'm not sure what this says about how the rest of the day is going to 
turn out, but at least it should be interesting...