Chilly Dog

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…

Sleep Studies, Oranges, and Ice Cream

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…

First Sleep Doctor Appointment

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,…

Wake Up Call

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…

Demons or Sleepwalking?

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…

Not The Next Snow White

My sleep walking and night terrors generally involve screaming about spiders, home intruders, or the mystery woman who lives under the bed. Sometimes I wake up Isaac just to ask how he is doing, or to see if he needs anything. Rarely do I stray from those topics, but lately sleeping Courtney has been stuck…