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Saturday, March 9, 2013
This is so funny, people.You know, I've got a slight problem with my medications. I am taking Dormicum to help me sleep. But I have an active mind. So this leads to sleepwalking.
Let me explain: Sleepwalking. How do I define sleepwalking, in the simplest term that I can think of?
From Dictionary, it is explained by, "the act or state of walking, eating or performing other motor acts while asleep, of which one is unaware upon awakening.
I have a lot to share about my sleepwalking experiences. They are HILARIOUS! But on the other side, dangerous as well.
The first time I sleepwalk was when I was given so many medications at one go and I have to take them before sleep. I was in Hong Kong then, on holidays with Mr Tang. I vividly remember having to wear my nighties to sleep that night. Weirdly, I woke up next afternoon to find myself in another set of clothing all together! And I was in my undies! How rude of me, especially when a man is around. I went to bathroom, looking around with blurred vision. Rubbed my eyes in front of the mirror and the contact lenses fell off! I quickly picked it up and placed them into their containers that was filled with solution meant for contacts. It was only one eye. I still couldn't see the reflection in the mirror so I just did what I always do. For your information, I can put on and take out my contact lenses without the use of mirrors. That's how skillful I have learnt to be. Back to that topic. With no mirrors to see, I just poked my finger into my other eye and tried to remove the "contact lenses". After trying to pry it out for 5 minutes, I gave up and stood on tip-toes so that I could have a clearer view of the reflection in the mirror. "Shit!", I thought, "It must have fallen out when I was sleeping! It's not there!". So I went to open the spare contact lenses that I brought along with me. Wore them and we headed out, after I wore a pants. I asked him if anything weird happened last night but he assured me that he came back to the room after 11pm due to some business dinner and I was already in bed. I did not suspect sleepwalking then. I was confused. When we came back, about an hour later, the fucking 2 stuck-together contact lenses had separated! I opened the new one for nothing!!!! Apparently, I had sleepwalked and went to shower, changing into another fresh shirt and undies, put 2 lenses into the fucking same eye and went back to sleep on my own accord.
What the hell! What if I got out of the room and wander into strangers' room, have sex and locked out, naked?!?!?! By then, it hit me that I might be sleepwalking. I read up on drugs and their adverse effects before taking them, in any case, I feel uncomfortable, I know it's the side effects. And Dormicum have been proven to give problems like sleepwalking. I mean, come on, other than that, nothing would have caused me to change my shirt right? Unless I have split personality and my other "personality" came out for a day, without me knowing. If it was that case, it would have mean that 2 days had passed but upon checking the date 3 to 4 times, I was convinced that only a day had passed.
I came back to Singapore and complain to my doctor. He advised me to stop taking it unless really necessary.
Back in Singapore, my manic disorder took over and I couldn't sleep for 2 days. So I popped another Dormicum and sleep. Date, at that time, was living with me in Portsdown Road, was caught off guard as the sleeping me suddenly woke up and said that I want to go shopping. I picked up my bag, and I changed into a nightie-cum-dress (the kind that I always wear) and wanted to head off. But the driving master, Mr Date, was too tired to drive me to Mustafa. Somehow or another, I went back to bed. Woke up in the morning, and, I could tell from the fact that my nightie have changed so it means sleepwalking. I didn't probe on asking Date what did I do.
The next experience was when I am sleepwalking, I took Baby's towel (IMAGINE! A DOG'S TOWEL?!?!) and took a shower. I dried my hair using Baby's towel!!!!!!!! I woke up with immense odor. An odor so strong that I swore I would kill myself if I ever smell it again. Fuck! Had my sanitary pad placed inside out too! My panties were worn in the wrong way. All crazy and shit. All the incidents at Portsdown Road happens at about 3am and Date, after his work, would be too tired to notice me. He is a heavy sleeper but I made so much din that he woke up to see me act weirdly.
Another incident was that I thought I am at a cashier or something. Had my handbag in my arms, handing cash to an invisible person and making the notes fly all over the place, walked towards the toilet door and sleep on the floor there. Luckily, the toilet was clean and huge! Date really tried his best to wake up (my dear! It's torturing for man who is out slogging the day away to wake up and look after his girlfriend at the wee hours of the morning). I was complimenting the cashier in perfect English too! I had to get Date to watch after me in any case I wander outdoors. It would be disaster then! It was very taxing for him.
There's also one time when I had sleepsex! I raised my feet up high and it looks obscene to the core! Date had it videoed down. He said that my actions were rather quick and agile and by the time he can record it, it's already halfway through the laugh.
Then it was this Chinese New Year. On the day itself too! I sleepwalked. I didn't know it was Chinese New Year and after doing my stuffs for a whole night, I decided that the manic disorder got to go and I have to catch some rest before going for reunion dinner (my iPhone's calendar was misread by me, okay!). So I popped a Dormicum into my mouth and slept. I could only remember being woke up a few hours later to see my Psychiatrist. Then the consultation...... I was sleeptalking. My Doctor didn't know as well. Throughout the trip, from the doctor's office to my Ah Ma house, and from my Ah Ma house to home, I couldn't remember a single thing. How did the Ang Baos reached me? My sisters took them for me. According to my parents statement, I had slept soundly since I've reached my granny's place. Occasionally, I would walk up and talk to the air (my parents and third auntie had it all videoed down!) and doing some weird gestures. When at home, I took shower twice and walked around naked! AND my Dad was around. My Mom could only lock Daddy out of his bedroom (I used the master's toilet to shower) and try to dress me up, WHEN I am hiding from her. HAHAHAH. She had a hard time chasing me. My Dad is a known sleeper, like me. Go anywhere must sleep and sleep first. So imagine how long he tried to stay awake so that he could sleep on his bed! It's pure torture!
I know it's not funny when it comes to such things. Even when watching the videos, I couldn't stand myself!
I had not educated them, even now - because there's no need to anymore, on how to deal with situations like this. Best if can, try to convince or coax a sleepwalker back into sleeping. Some can be pretty stubborn and start a fight. Some can even talk back, breaking into an argument! Most people cannot tell if a person is sleepwalking or not. Some doctors even said that split personality CAN be sleepwalking, whereby the brains work but no memories are collected.They can be troublesome if they stay alone and have no one else to take care of them.
This is how I dealt with the problem. I took Dormicum with muscle relaxant or relaxant of any sort. Xanax, lexotan and etc. This ensures that the mind is resting as well so not only you sleep, but your muscles sleep too.
Sleepwalking is caused by active brain, active muscles, active thoughts but sleeping memory. And you wake up refresh too! Therefore, by using relaxant to make your muscles relaxed, you risk lesser chance of having to walk as your nerves would be so asleep by then!
This is how I coped with it. One can never tell through the eyes (unlike drug abuse when druggies normally have "spaced out" or "distant" look in their eyes) as the muscles of the eyes and the part whereby one's brain visualize stuffs are all working. The muscle fibers in a sleepwalker can dilate and contract as well as focus on certain objects that they are hallucinating. Sometimes, they hallucinate. Sometimes they join and mingle into the crowd just as fine.
It's hard to tell when someone is sleepwalking (or just split a personality). It's after that, that we are aware of that a sleepwalking had occurred - only if there are evidences left behind, like change of clothing, bags misplaced, wallet opened and etc.
Till date, I had not sleepwalk, provided that my Dormicum must be taken together with Xanax.
I cannot believe the stupid things I did when I was sleepwalking. Imagine! Using a dog's towel to dry your hair?!?! How smelly!!!!!!!!
This is it and now it's going to be 3 in the morning. Better head to bed before my day and night turns topsy turvy again.
Xoxoxo.. Nights, my lovely ones
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay