Angel you are skinny as heck (very jealous over here!) .. SLEEPEAT MORE!
Kidding. but my mom sleepeats and like a week later she'll be like kaity, you ate my chocolate bar and I'm like no I didn't!
SouthernThistle.. Shel? Sounds like a scene in Paranormal entity when the mom is sitting upright on the bed and her feet are pointed upwords, almost looks like her toes are curled. freaky!! I don't think I ever used to sleepwalk. But then again I don't even remember chewing on my hair when I was younger and I've been told I was around 7 when I did it.
If I saw something standing in the room, my heart would probablllllly stop. Biggest wimp ever when it comes to anything remotely resembling paranormal activity. Been paranoid for a bit that a demon was following me everywhere! I get especially freaked out when I wake up anytime during 3am.
I did a bit of research and I COULD blame the SP on working graveyards. I found a link between it, because working graveyard shifts disrupts the circadian rhythm. Which in turn, is supressing the bodys production of melatonin, a chemical involved in the c. rhythm.
Then this is on wiki:
In particular, low levels of melatonin may stop the depolarization current in the nerves, preventing the stimulation of the muscles and any consequent enactment of the dream activity by the body (e.g. preventing a sleeper from flailing his or her legs when dreaming about running
So, in english.. graveyards disrupt whatever is needed to produce melatonin. Low levels of melatonin are very much so, proved to provoke sleep paralysis.
Like we all know graveyard shifts have pshocological (sp) effects and health effects. Just don't know the extent.
I haven't had 2 days off in a row in a while. Sorta getting to me. At work, about 3am I started having chest pains. So I pressed on my chest although I shouldnt have.. It hurt to breathe is all. Got worse, so I sqautted in the back for a few minutes then got told to get my butt back in the front unless I was helping production. 6 am rolls around, really feeling the chest pains. 620, I can't speak. 625, run to the back because I couldn't breathe and my heart was POUNDING like, not pounding as if I just ran a few miles but pounding as in hurting, a lot. Went to the bathroom, tried to calm down but it wasn't working. Left the bathroom and just stood there hyperventilating extreemmmmmely badly for 5 minutes. Arms got tingly, started sweating and was freezing rarar.
My coworkers wouldn't let me leave unless somebody was picking me up. One of them told me it was pretty much a panic attack. never had it before!
craazy. And scary!
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