Night Terrors

Nick has a terrible, terrible secret.

A secret so stupid that knowing it will just make you laugh at him.

And here it is: he hallucinates at night.

So be fair, I do to.  But I think it is because he somehow passed his weirdness on to me.

No these aren’t exactly dreaming–they may start as dreaming and then move into the range of intelligible speaking, light-turnings on, searching, and general freaking out.

The heart of it is waking–eyes open, maybe somewhat sleepy, but eyes definitely open and it feels like we’re conscious.

Documented Hallucinations:

-I wake up and Nick is crawling around the apartment with a knife in his teeth, convinced someone dropped into our 13th story window.

-While looking up at the ceiling I see this weird balloon burst and these bizarre green strings, like the ones in the dragon books my mom and sister used to read, start raining down, slowly onto the sheets.  I take cover under my blanket and gasp and wake up Nick.  Then I flip on the light and dig through the blankets looking for the ’strings’ I saw with my waking eyes.

-I’m convinced I’m seeing double and wake Nick up to confirm that there are not two light fixtures on the ceiling–he informs me there is only one.

-I’m shaken awaken by Nick bolting upright, pushing me off the bed and snapping on the light.  He then proceeds to obsessively tunnel through the blankets, turn off the light, and go back to sleep.  When I ask him what in the name of heaven he’s doing, he mumbles something about, “not wanting to miss class,” as he is sound asleep.  When I demand a better answer, he claims I had some kind of animal crawling on me.

Maybe it’s the air here.  Maybe one of the plants in our bedroom has weird spores.  Maybe it’s the fact that our bedroom window looks over a mental institution and half of our apartment’s windows face the enormous cemetery.  No matter what it is, our dreams are getting more and more vivid and its getting harder to separate dreams from reality. OOOoooOoooo.

Do you or your chamber mate have this problem, too?

In other news, I got a mole removed on my back for a biopsy.  Woo.  The first doctor said I might have a problem, the second one said I had nothing to worry about so we’ll see.  I got one stitch, too!  This is my first outside-of-the-mouth stitch.  And it happens to be right in the middle of my bag, right on my spine, in that area where you put all the pressure if you sit down.  Cripes.  The nice thing was I got a check-up and my mole removed (and will get the biopsy results) in about 20 minutes and for under $10USD, after insurance.  It was about $90USD before insurance.  Go social health care!

Cat’s kinda out of the bag–I’m going to come home for three weeks in September/October.  Not sure on dates yet, just sometime in the end of September/maybe the beginning of Oct.  Plans?