The most I’ve ever done is slap off my alarm without waking up (thus making me late for work, if only by a few minutes).
My wife, on the other hand, is a talker.
Wakes me up damn near every night having conversations with herself. It was even worse a couple months ago before she graduated college. She was still student teaching and would stay up late at night working on lesson plans for the following day. What would she do whan in bed?
She would teach her entire freaking lesson! Asleep the whole while. Add in the tossing and turning and my being a light sleeper and it’s taken me years to get used to sleeping with her. And she still wakes me up every night.
He dreamed that his room was flooding so he got up and started putting all of his stuff on the bed (computer, clothes, books, etc.) on his bed. His floor was almost bare before he woke up.
He thought his roommate snuck in and put a bunch of kittens under his bed (he hates cats and is very allergic to them) so he jumped up and flipped his bed on its side to get them.
He thought someone threw a grenade in his room so he ran out and tried to get his other roommates out of the house.
This all actually happened within the last 6 months but he has done stuff like this in his sleep he was little. I think it’s funny as hell when I;m around to see it happen.
He dreamed that his room was flooding so he got up and started putting all of his stuff from the floor (computer, clothes, books, etc.) on his bed. His floor was almost bare before he woke up.
He thought his roommate snuck in and put a bunch of kittens under his bed (he hates cats and is very allergic to them) so he jumped up and flipped his bed on its side to get them.
He thought someone threw a grenade in his room so he ran out and tried to get his other roommates out of the house.
This all actually happened within the last 6 months but he has done stuff like this in his sleep he was little. I think it’s funny as hell when I;m around to see it happen.
I have had a few experiences similar to Woeg’s. I have driven to school (in college) several times while completely asleep. I don’t remember waking up, getting dressed, showering (the shower didn’t wake me up but I was completely soaked, obviously didn’t dry off), etc but still managed to go about 10 miles up the road to school. One time, I showed up without shoes (luckily I kept a spare in my trunk).
I remember back a couple years ago, my parents and I went to another town to stay with my aunt & uncle & cousins for Christmas. One night we put my little cousin (about 5 or 6 then), to bed, and about an hour later he woke up and came to the living room where we all were, and said he was tired and asked if he could go to bed now. hehe. I thought it was cute. That same cousin, got up and opened the fridge, and pee’d in it, cuz he thought it was the bathroom, LOL!
Now as for me, I’ve done nothing spectacular in my sleep or in a half-asleep state.
I have entire conversations in my sleep. It pisses off my brother. When we were still in school, he’d come into my room at, say 11:00, and say “Lynne, we gotta leave half an hour early tomorrow morning” I’d apperently agree, and when I’d get up at my regular time, he’d yell at me. Took a couple of rounds of this for my family to figure it out.
I’d like to point out that I don’t like this idea at all, not remembering conversations. shudder
A few years ago, my husband (then boyfriend) got out of the hospital (ok detox center) where he had did not sleep for about 8 days. When he got home, he went into this crazy 48 period of hallucinations that seemed like sleepwalking. I’m not sure if he was really asleep or not, but he certainly was not aware of what was going on. So much weird stuff happened it’s impossible to sum it all up. A few snapshots are: He thought that he was at a party – he brought his hand up to his mouth and acted as if to drink something but there was no drink there. Talking intelligibly the whole while. He kept talking to friends that were not there. He befriended the pepper grinder. He said it was a robot. He was talking to the shower curtain. He peed into the stereo speaker. Also, he did not know who I was. I think he thought I was a nurse from the hospital. During this whole 48 period, it was as if he was reenacting periods from his life, in chronological order, judging from the people who he thought he was talking to. This was Round 1 of His Insanity.
In retrospect, I should have brought him to the emergency room. At the time, though, I was so freaked out I didn’t know what to do.
When I was in high school, my mom had woken me up and I was in the living room. I fell back asleep sitting on the couch. She asked me what I wanted for breakfast. I told her, “All I want is a little room.” I think that thoroughly confused her.
In college my roommate was getting ready for class one morning. I tended to sleep later than her, and in my sleep I told her not to eat my Tostitos. I guess I was protective of my tortilla chips.
She sleptwalk herself. One night I woke up to find her walking around the room with the weirdest look on her face, her eyes glazed over. She was getting her books together for class (it was about 3 am?.) I told her to go back to bed, and eventually she did. She looked so creepy.
My roommate in college was bilingual - she spoke a Slavic language (forget which one) as well as English. She spoke perfect English but only dreamt in the Slavic one.
Several times I woke up in the shower with my clothes still on. Once in college I woke up in the dorm shower, naked, and locked out of my room. At least I had a towel.
I by no means do this often, but…
I have sleepwalked before (a few times), and I talk in my sleep fairly often. But here’s a pretty creepy sleepwalking experience I had:
Once when I was still in high school, I got up out of bed and walked over to my parents’ room, which was right accross the hallway. My brother, who is two years older than me, had a room a bit down the hallway. My parents are light sleepers.
So I walked into my parents room, stopped, and said to them, “Don’t worry, [older brother] is OK.”
I guess they didn’t freak out quite as much as I would have in their position. I know the first thing I would have done is gone and checked…especially with me for a child.
A friend of mine said that one night when she was a teenage, while sleep-walking, she got up and played all the major scales on her trumpet (up and down). By the time her dad went to her room to tell her to stop making that noise, she was back in bed. The next morning she had no recollection of the event.
Around christmas time I was staying at my mom’s house for christmas, and I dreamt that some burglar was in the house, so while sleepwalking, I went outside in the freezing cold, opened the door to my mom’s truck, looked for a flashlight to find a cellphone to dial 911. And then changed my mind and started to walk to the road leading to town in a place I knew little about.
I never got that far because I woke up about then and went back inside and back to sleep.
Another time, I dreamt the same thing (burglar) at my apartment and got up, went outside of my apartment to the hallway, and went downstairs to the laundry room and hid in a corner.
Oooh, sleeptalking counts? Then consider me the queen.
Just about all the anecdotes others have shared about having conversations in their sleep I have done. I’m especially bad about taking naps in the afternoon and answering the phone when someone calls. More often than not, it’s a friend of mine asking if they can come over. Apparently I sound as if I’m awake, and when they show up, I get mad that they didn’t let me know they were coming. :rolleyes:
Also, I have, on more than one occassion, woken up my SO when he has stayed the night to warn him of something. What I’m trying to tell him, neither of us know. I don’t remember, of course, and he can’t really understand what I’m talking about. But apparently my eyes are wide open, and I’ll shake him until he wakes up so I can tell him to watch out for…whatever it is.
I’ve got some other great stories of my sleeptalking, but one must always retain a little dignity.
Oh, I just remembered a brilliant story featuring my sister…
She’s a great sleeptalker, like me, and her dorm mate a few years back would catch all sorts of weird phrases. Like the night when my sister after a lot of mumbling talk in her sleep came out with: “Oh, it’s so big!” The next morning she’d woken up with her night shirt off…
