My sleepwalking stories these days have been few and far between. I still sleeptalk several times per week, but I don’t seem to be getting up and doing bizarre things as much. Last week, I did exclaim in my sleep, “I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP”, which I directly attribute to going on…
While it has been a whopping 5 months since I have had a sleepwalking episode (thanks Whole30!), I still sometimes talk and spew nonsense in my sleep. Much to my husband’s delight. A few weeks ago this sleeptalking episode occurred: Me: Isaac, wake up. (shoving him awake) Isaac: What? Me: You need to go to…
Hi! It’s been quiet here on The Other Courtney, meaning the real Courtney has been really busy. Not with anything fun, though, I assure you. Okay, I lied. The sleep study was actually a little fun for me. I enjoy new experiences and this was unlike anything I had experienced before. I also learned a…
I put on a good facade and pretend like I hate awkward situations and uncomfortable exchanges, but here’s a dirty little secret: I love them. I love observing human interaction in general (psych and sociology classes in college were like brain candy) and I especially love surprise “out of the norm” situations. Witnessing a very…
Something strange has happened. My dreams, they have always been an anomaly to me, and to those around me. For as long as I can remember they have been filled with mass murderers, giant spiders, evil guinea pigs, mysterious women living under my bed, and an assortment of other terrifying subjects. I do have pleasant…
I always feel childish saying “sleep doctor”, like there is probably a much more accurate and scientific name for this special type of doctor. But this morning I overheard a gentleman at the sleep disorder clinic actually introduce himself as a “sleep doctor” to someone, so I feel more confident about saying it now. Anyway,…
I rarely post Isaac and I’s little conversations on Facebook, but this one was just too good to hold in. So if you follow me on the ‘ol Facebook, sorry you’re seeing this again. But this version has pictures, so there’s that! Some husbands say the sweetest, most romantic things in the mornings. With no…
My first time sleepwalking was at the age of 7. It was my first sleepover and I walked out of my friend’s room and down the dark hallway to her parent’s bedroom. I opened the door, shimmied up onto the bed, and crawled between her parents where I made myself comfortable. I have a vague…
I was sleepwalking and switching the light on and off over and over again creating a strobing effect in our pitch black room. Poor Isaac had just fallen asleep. Isaac: You are acting so crazy, stop it. STOP IT NOW! Me: Well then you need to go turn on the bathroom light because I get night…
Sometimes I wonder if I really am a habitual sleepwalker, or if there are actually demons/ghosts who torment me every night, sending me on my midnight marathons. My sleepwalking is very rarely a pleasant experience, normally I’m running from terrifying things I “see” in my bedroom. I’ve always written them off as night terrors, those…
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