I had a couple of nightmares fairly early on. Toward the end, I remember standing in my front hall getting ready to leave, and I literally just fell over. It was like, “Oh, that's different. I don't understand what's going on. That's fine. I'll just continue about my day going to court.”
I was walking along, about to enter the courtroom, and same thing happened. I just sort of lost my balance. I walked into the little jury room, and the foreman looked at me and said, “What's wrong?”
I didn't realize that I looked different. I just thought this was a regular day and just some balance issues, let's say. She said, “What's wrong?” and I said, “Oh, you could tell?” “Yes, something's not right.” That's the day we all let it all out. The five of us had a discussion. One lady actually said that she had no problems, that she didn't lose a wink of sleep. We had some counsellors in. We had a little chat.
The next day that same woman texted me from her minivan to tell me how she broke down crying in her minivan. She didn't realize that all of the stress was compounding and having an effect until one day we just let it all out.