I’ve done it a few times - either due to stopped breathing or because I threw up a little in my mouth.
I’m sure you all feel enriched by knowing that.
Yes. My SO does all the time when I wake him up. Often accompanied by flailing.
I guess it could be worse. The father of my junior-high girlfriend woke up swinging his fists. It apparently had something to do with his days in the Navy.
Ever? yes. Often? No.
I know that I’ve done it, and I’ve seen my son do it. It’s not a weekly or even monthly occurance, though. And it doesn’t neccesarily accompany a nightmare, though we both have those.
I knocked myself out once. Had the top bunk in college - too close to the ceiling.
Lots of times. I have narcolepsy, so I fall into REM sleep almost immediately. There’s been times I SWORE there was a large spider hanging from the ceiling in our bedroom. Another time when I was younger and on vacation I thought I was in my aunt’s condo, rather than in ours so I sat up straight…and then proceeded to leave! Unfortunately, I was in the right place and I was locked outside for quite a bit (long walks on the beach at night when you’re a teen…pounding on the door trying to rouse the rest of my family.)
Then there was the time the smoke alarms went off and my husband started panicing that our daughter’s bedroom was on fire or something. She was sick at the time and we had a humidifier going etc. I’ve never seen him sit up straight in bed like that. It was just the dust burning off the heating element on our heater - we live in FL and that piece never kicked on before because it had not got that cold before since we moved into our house (15-20degree night in Jan). Scared me straight even though I had no clue what was going on.
Only once that I can remember. I apparently too many sleeping pills and apparently stopped breathing. I shot upright, gasped in real deep, and had to catch my breath for a while.
Apparently he’s my husband, too. It usually only happens when I’m overly tired, but try as he might to wake me gently and tenderly, I end up ‘bolt upright’, eyes bugging out, gasping like I’ve been attacked by an axe murderer.
My husband is a very light sleeper at times, so if he’s startled, he’ll sit up suddenly. Once he had a nightmare, and sat up and told me “My dad is dead.” It was 3AM - not the time to phone home. Come morning, he was reassured to discover his dad was fine. He’s still fine at age 79…
I have the exact opposite reaction. If I’m startled awake, either by my brain, the watch dog barking or hearing something, myself, my response is to snap awake and lie stock still with my eyes still closed until I figure out what woke me or where the sound is coming from.
Acid reflux, when it comes up and blocks the airway. Awful.
That happened to me last night. Woke up puking. Luckily, my bed and toilet are less than 10 feet from each other and I was able to get there. Scared the hell out of me, and I spent the next hour brushing my teeth, gargling and worrying about it happening again.
Oooooh. That means he was seeing…THE FUTURE!!! 
I don’t do it regularly, but it has happened to me once-in-a-while. I never associate it with a nightmare I remember or something; I’ll just recall a quick and immediate sense of panic and I wake up sitting up and more than a little disoriented.
I’m the same way. Sometimes I have unimaginably scary, vivid dreams (a byproduct of a sleep aid I take), and will not be fully awake before I’m standing/crouching/falling on the floor by my bed.
My partner and I were going to bed one night, and brushing our teeth in the bathroom across from our daughter’s room. I was standing in the hallway singing, waiting for him to finish. I sang the first two lines of the chorus, and my daughter suddenly sat up, sang the next two lines and lay down again. I don’t think she was even awake; she didn’t remember it in the morning.
My husband occasionally sits bolt upright and talks about bread products. Once it was “Honey! The Other Muffin!” another time he demanded waffles. It is always a crisp and well spoken phrase, and he remains asleep.
Typo Knig did this once.
Dweezil, as an infant and toddler, had horrible sleep problems. Wouldn’t go to sleep as an infant unless he was nursing, then the minute I’d put him down, he’d be awake and screaming… finally Ferberized him, got a few months respite, then at age 1, he was back to numerous nighttime wakings. Only way he’d go to sleep was if we put him in the crib, let him shriek for a bit, he’d jump in the crib for a few minutes, then eventually give it up, lay down, and sleep for a couple of hours.
In the mornings - 5 AM or so - he’d awaken (for the 2nd time at least), and howl for attention. Some mornings he’d jump in the crib for a few minutes, then lay down and sleep for another hour or so. So we had learned to ignore him during those wakings.
Until… The Day.
He woke, and I heard him jumping (Typo did not stir). After a few minutes, I heard thump, then stepstepstepstep… and Dweezil burst into our room, utterly delighted with himself.
Typo Knig sat bolt upright and yelled OH MY GOD in utter horror.
An entirely reasonable reaction, given that we had just seen ANY hope of EVER getting Dweezil to sleep, again, die a horrible death.
(There was a happy ending though - we bought Dweezil a toddler bed the next day, and after one horrible night where he kept fighting to escape the room, he settled into it and all of a sudden, started sleeping through the night).
I have. I had a seizure in the middle of the night and the aura woke me up. I knew it was coming and sat up and was trying to wake my husband, but I couldn’t speak and, once I sat up, I couldn’t operate my hands properly. All I could do was pat the covers. It sucks being stuck inside your head like that.
I had PTSD brought on by an abusive “boyfriend.” Every time anyone knocked on the door, or the phone rang (if I was in bed, I’d bolt upright) I’d FREEZE in panic.
The PTSD lasted for YEARS. It came back recently, after my apartment was burglarized. If someone walked outside my (ground floor bedroom) window, crunching on the snow, I’d sit straight up in bed, if I had managed to get to sleep.
I’m better now.
I do that =)
Though I was sleeping with a relatively new boyfriend once, probably the 4th or 5th time Id spent the night in his bed, and apparently I had an issue, rolled over and punched him in the face :eek:
I have no idea what I could possibly have been dreaming of, but I didn’t even know it happened until I saw the black eye the next morning.
Maybe I should have taken up sleep boxing, I could a been a contendah!