This reminded me of the time when I was a kid and woke up at like 3 am to a toy from the shelf that was over my bed landing on me. Followed shortly by a couple other items. I then had to duck and cover and tank it as the rest of the shelf landed on me because my cat was right next to me sleeping like the dead and I didn't want it to hit her.
It's one of those things that makes me question if there's a god or fate or whatever because if that thing had just whacked me in the head while I was asleep it would have really sucked.