The never ending joys of my sleeptalking/walking

[KristyHall]

I'm telling on wicked nerd. In high school we stayed over at each other's houses a lot. We did volunteer work together, had projects, were apart of the same clubs and so on, so usually we did late night sessions working on these various activities.

She talked a lot in her sleep, or outside stimuli would work into her dreams and she would respond to it.

One time the alarm went off, she screamed and lunged out of the bed, falling to the floor and taking the alarm with her.

then there was the time she got out of bed, got her kindo sword, and went out into the yard to practice her forms.

I wasn't there then, she just called me to tell me about it.

 

[Mrs. Cannon]

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Oh my... just wrong... blackmail singing videos... LOL.... use them wisely...

holy moly!

do I hear YouTube calling?!

 

[lillie2202]

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thanks mom for telling everyone about that. I guess telling stroies about me is your way of getting back at me for all the Hell I put you throw when i was younger now that i am older I end up telling you that you were right about almost every thing you told me.....okay okay you were right about everything so far.

 

[WickedNerd]

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You can't tattle on me if I'm going to admittedly tattle on myself.

Kristy forgets the time she stayed over with another sleep talking friend of mine and how we held an entire conversation with each other about puppies and unicorns or something of that nature. It was incoherent babbling, but apparently we were talking to each other and kept her up half the night.

Apparently my sleep talking has progressed steadily into other forms of sleep behaviors though, especially when I'm stressed out about one thing or another.

I had been stressing out about school when I dived bombed and took the alarm with me. I swear I had been dreaming about being in some sort of FBI building and there was a bomb getting ready to go off. I was just trying to protect you, Kristy! Geez! Didn't want you to blow up!

I'm quite the hero, don't you know?

It's gotten worsen as I've gotten older. When I first got my baby girl (my puppy...who's not really a puppy anymore, but bear with me), she chewed everything...except shoes! Electrical cords were her favorite and for the life of me I couldn't get her to stop! Doggie No! Tea Tree oil! Nothing deterred her! So I dreamt one night that she was chewing yet another Mac Book Pro power cord or something kin to that...I leap out of bed and scooped her up, hugging her tightly to me crying, "Elphie! You have to stop doing that! You're scaring Mommy!" When I finally woke up, which was due to the fact that I tripped going back to bed and stubbed my toe, I realized I was hugging my black leather purse to my chest and petting it in a reassuring manner. Elphaba was staring at me from my pillow with a look that clearly said, "Yeah Mom, you're mental."

As for the kendo sword...well, people at work were stressing me out a lot during this time. I had taken on a project bigger than anything I had done before and had NO experience with whatsoever. I'm techie though, so I was supposed to figure it out. Well, after a particularly heinous day, both in terms of frustration and heat, I went to bed. It was hot! So I went to bed wearing just boxer shorts...not a problem on a normal night. I have little privacy in my house, but enough to say that anything my brothers inadvertently see is their own fault for walking into my room without announcing themselves. Well...apparently I was harboring ill thoughts towards individuals that were making my life more complicated than it needed to be because I woke up outside, in just my boxer shorts, with my bokken in my hand. I had made it out about 10 paces before I was aware of what I was doing...over gravel and bits of bark and stuff from the front porch of my house no less...thank goodness I live in the country.

 

[KristyHall]

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You can't tattle on me if I'm going to admittedly tattle on myself.

Kristy forgets the time she stayed over with another sleep talking friend of mine and how we held an entire conversation with each other about puppies and unicorns or something of that nature. It was incoherent babbling, but apparently we were talking to each other and kept her up half the night.

Apparently my sleep talking has progressed steadily into other forms of sleep behaviors though, especially when I'm stressed out about one thing or another.

I had been stressing out about school when I dived bombed and took the alarm with me. I swear I had been dreaming about being in some sort of FBI building and there was a bomb getting ready to go off. I was just trying to protect you, Kristy! Geez! Didn't want you to blow up!

I'm quite the hero, don't you know?

It's gotten worsen as I've gotten older. When I first got my baby girl (my puppy...who's not really a puppy anymore, but bear with me), she chewed everything...except shoes! Electrical cords were her favorite and for the life of me I couldn't get her to stop! Doggie No! Tea Tree oil! Nothing deterred her! So I dreamt one night that she was chewing yet another Mac Book Pro power cord or something kin to that...I leap out of bed and scooped her up, hugging her tightly to me crying, "Elphie! You have to stop doing that! You're scaring Mommy!" When I finally woke up, which was due to the fact that I tripped going back to bed and stubbed my toe, I realized I was hugging my black leather purse to my chest and petting it in a reassuring manner. Elphaba was staring at me from my pillow with a look that clearly said, "Yeah Mom, you're mental."

As for the kendo sword...well, people at work were stressing me out a lot during this time. I had taken on a project bigger than anything I had done before and had NO experience with whatsoever. I'm techie though, so I was supposed to figure it out. Well, after a particularly heinous day, both in terms of frustration and heat, I went to bed. It was hot! So I went to bed wearing just boxer shorts...not a problem on a normal night. I have little privacy in my house, but enough to say that anything my brothers inadvertently see is their own fault for walking into my room without announcing themselves. Well...apparently I was harboring ill thoughts towards individuals that were making my life more complicated than it needed to be because I woke up outside, in just my boxer shorts, with my bokken in my hand. I had made it out about 10 paces before I was aware of what I was doing...over gravel and bits of bark and stuff from the front porch of my house no less...thank goodness I live in the country.

 

[I have WHAT in my yard?]

When I was in college I was part of a peer to peer counseling program. People would come and wake me up in the middle of the night to talk about their problems.

90% of the time this was fine, I woke easily and it was OK. But, one night some one came in and apparently I spent an hour talking this girl out of killing herself. The next day she came up to me in the cafeteria and hugged me and said I saved her life.

I was baffled I had no idea what she was talking about!! My then roomie said she was mad at first because she did not understand why I wasn't taking this girl out of the room, but she finally decided I was keeping her in our room for some reason so my roommate left and went and slept in the lounge!!! She said I sounded completely coherent and was really great worth the girl!

We dedided if I could do crisis counseling in my sleep I must have really found my calling!

 

[KristyHall]

I have WHAT in my yard? :

When I was in college I was part of a peer to peer counseling program. People would come and wake me up in the middle of the night to talk about their problems.

90% of the time this was fine, I woke easily and it was OK. But, one night some one came in and apparently I spent an hour talking this girl out of killing herself. The next day she came up to me in the cafeteria and hugged me and said I saved her life.

I was baffled I had no idea what she was talking about!! My then roomie said she was mad at first because she did not understand why I wasn't taking this girl out of the room, but she finally decided I was keeping her in our room for some reason so my roommate left and went and slept in the lounge!!! She said I sounded completely coherent and was really great worth the girl!

We dedided if I could do crisis counseling in my sleep I must have really found my calling!

that is amazing, do you still counsel people?​

 

[I have WHAT in my yard?]

No, I was a crisis counselor for ten years, then ran a social work program with homeless people for another ten years, then started another program.....

God I am old

Took time off for kids and went into teaching. I still teach.



I still talk in my sleep too!! DH tells me once I informed him that if he didn't get a tutor he was going to fail!!

He said he was more than willing to study with me outside of class! He was sure he just needed more practice!

 

[TeriyakiChicken]

My older sis is a sleepwalker/talker. One day she woke up in her closet sitting on a chest of drawers. She was also singing Friday...

 

[Mrs. Cannon]

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