Sleepwalking
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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Eye Operation
I'm mostly quite fortunate when it comes to sleep. I do it quite well, tend to stay in one place, and though I used to talk in my sleep I seem to have got over that period of my life now.
I did once have a sleep walking moment though. Or at least I tried to.
I have a somewhat dodgy eye. It doesn't look right - I mean, it doesn't turn to the right. When I was a nipper I had an operation to try to correct it, or at least stop me from seeing double, and naturally they gave me lots of drugs to make sure I didn't wake up.
Except I did, WHILE THEY POKED A STINKING GREAT NEEDLE INTO MY EYE SOCKET.
Fortunately I was a bit non compos mentis and didn't really remember this until a few days later when I started having flashback dreams. Nice.
What I didn't remember however, and had to be told many years later, was that apparently I started screaming and trying to climb off the operating table.
You would too, admit it.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 11:25, Reply)
I'm mostly quite fortunate when it comes to sleep. I do it quite well, tend to stay in one place, and though I used to talk in my sleep I seem to have got over that period of my life now.
I did once have a sleep walking moment though. Or at least I tried to.
I have a somewhat dodgy eye. It doesn't look right - I mean, it doesn't turn to the right. When I was a nipper I had an operation to try to correct it, or at least stop me from seeing double, and naturally they gave me lots of drugs to make sure I didn't wake up.
Except I did, WHILE THEY POKED A STINKING GREAT NEEDLE INTO MY EYE SOCKET.
Fortunately I was a bit non compos mentis and didn't really remember this until a few days later when I started having flashback dreams. Nice.
What I didn't remember however, and had to be told many years later, was that apparently I started screaming and trying to climb off the operating table.
You would too, admit it.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 11:25, Reply)
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