Yikes! Night terrors, well scary. I used to have dreams that I could fly, luckily I never acted on them, and ones where I was being chased, but always managed to escape by running into Woolworths and hiding behind the sweet counter.
Your book has been pre-ordered, and I will await its arrival with bated breath.
It feels wrong to “Like” this post on so many levels. I empathise with Karlie.
My DH suffered with night terrors after a head injury from a motorbike accident. I got fed up being thrown out of bed whilst pregnant & decamped until he got a diagnosis & treatment. A sleep lab gave him a diagnosis but treatment came years later in the form of psychotherapy for depression. Took well over a year but both the depression & terrors were resolved.
Now he just snores like a hawg, possibly from Kansas 🤭
I’ve always enjoyed your writing so much. This post and the one about the seagulls had me laughing so hard on the toilet ( don’t shame me) that I finally got my breathing back with a huge “AHHHHH OH MY GOD!” My husband raised an eyebrow as I came out of the bathroom as if to say “Everything ok in there?” which only made me start to giggle and try to regurgitate both stories at once which really made no sense. But let me just say I too am ordering the book. Thank you Ruth.
I’m reading this at 6am and trying to suppress laughter so as to not wake my husband up but it’s no good. I’ve shaken so much he’s asked me what’s wrong and now I’ve full on squealed.
Yikes! Night terrors, well scary. I used to have dreams that I could fly, luckily I never acted on them, and ones where I was being chased, but always managed to escape by running into Woolworths and hiding behind the sweet counter.
Your book has been pre-ordered, and I will await its arrival with bated breath.
I LOVE flying dreams!
It feels wrong to “Like” this post on so many levels. I empathise with Karlie.
My DH suffered with night terrors after a head injury from a motorbike accident. I got fed up being thrown out of bed whilst pregnant & decamped until he got a diagnosis & treatment. A sleep lab gave him a diagnosis but treatment came years later in the form of psychotherapy for depression. Took well over a year but both the depression & terrors were resolved.
Now he just snores like a hawg, possibly from Kansas 🤭
That does sound traumatic – for both of you!
Congratulations on your book, Ruth. Your writing here is so entertaining, I'm sure it will be right up my street.
I sometimes wonder where Karlie is now. And if she can sleep ok at night…
I’ve always enjoyed your writing so much. This post and the one about the seagulls had me laughing so hard on the toilet ( don’t shame me) that I finally got my breathing back with a huge “AHHHHH OH MY GOD!” My husband raised an eyebrow as I came out of the bathroom as if to say “Everything ok in there?” which only made me start to giggle and try to regurgitate both stories at once which really made no sense. But let me just say I too am ordering the book. Thank you Ruth.
I’m reading this at 6am and trying to suppress laughter so as to not wake my husband up but it’s no good. I’ve shaken so much he’s asked me what’s wrong and now I’ve full on squealed.