In all our years together, I have never experienced anything like this. This was a first with my honey.
He woke at 2:00 a.m. got out of bed and stood up with his arms extended, palms up, as though carrying something fragile. He rummaged around in the bathroom closet, walked into the study, flipped on the light, and bumped into the tall book case. Flipped off the light, walked (arms still extended) into the hall, spied me in the bathroom with the door open and said, "Excuse me, ma'am, I thought there was another bathroom on this floor."
I said, "Use the bathroom in our bedroom." He looked very confused. I asked what he was holding and he replied, "A baby dragon on a plate. They said the guard wanted it for his kid. I'm trying to find the guard."
That is enough of his Sci-fi TV viewing before bedtime!
He woke at 2:00 a.m. got out of bed and stood up with his arms extended, palms up, as though carrying something fragile. He rummaged around in the bathroom closet, walked into the study, flipped on the light, and bumped into the tall book case. Flipped off the light, walked (arms still extended) into the hall, spied me in the bathroom with the door open and said, "Excuse me, ma'am, I thought there was another bathroom on this floor."
I said, "Use the bathroom in our bedroom." He looked very confused. I asked what he was holding and he replied, "A baby dragon on a plate. They said the guard wanted it for his kid. I'm trying to find the guard."
That is enough of his Sci-fi TV viewing before bedtime!
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I'm intrigued! I hope he explained his dream to you. It could make a great story.
Pat
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I hope he is okay!
I love this! Sleeptalking is way better than regular talking.
Sleepwalking and sleeptalking. Sas has been busy. Maybe he needs a cage?
Sounds a bit scary. Certain meds could cause sleepwalking; he should check the matter out to avoid recurrence.
Are you sure he wasn't just messing with you again?
Hick used to sleep-talk a lot. He would seem perfectly rational, making sensible responses. Until I asked him one time, "What are you doing?" He said, "Pulling this wire out of the middle of my head."
Oh my. That must have been quite a dream!
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