Has anyone had any experience with dealing with sleepwalkers? OH does it when he's really, really tired or a little drunk. He did it last night after going to a farewell party for one of his friends that is being posted to Germany for 4 years. At 2am, he went scurrying up and down the landing, turning on the lights in every bedroom. Then he went running downstairs and did the same. When I called to him to ask him what was wrong, he came back upstairs, sat in the bed cross legged and said, "I'm sorting out the scuba diving". Perfectly normal, like we were having an everyday conversation. His eyes were open and he was looking directly at me. But he wasn't answering me properly, like when I was "Huh? Scuba diving? " He replied "I said I would get the wool." He has done this before, and I knew he needed the loo, so I directed him to the bathroom, and after he'd had his wee he flopped back into bed like normal and proceeded to snore loudly. It's like his body is on autopilot and he knows he needs the bathroom, but his head is very much asleep and carrying on with his dream! When I asked him this morning, he couldn't recall it at all. Suppose my biggest fear is that he'll do it and try and pick up the baby or go falling down the stairs or something. Any advice on what to do next time?
Nothing helpful. Had a roommate in the dorms in college that did it. His most common one was to smack his lips--*smack! smack! smack! smack!*--like he was trying to decide if he liked how something tasted, throughout the night. Occasionally he would sit bolt upright and mutter something incoherent before going back to sleep. On rare occasion he would say things you could understand, and once he got up and walked out into the hall. He actually remembered that or woke up during it or something, because I remember him asking about it. And he started wearing sweats to bed instead of whitey-tighties.
Is Peyote in any way involved? Seriously though, concern for the welfare of your family is a goodness. Worrying that a sleepy trip to the loo might end in catastrophe? Not so much.
No real advice other than trying to keep him safe. If it seems to be connected to drinking too much, then keep that kind of thing earlier in the evening and ease up before bedtime.
One of my soldiers walked in his sleep. One night (in a large tent full of other people) he whipped it out and was about to urinate on a guy but luckily people stopped him. I talk in my sleep (or generally shout or moan from a nightmare). The other night my wife said I was asking her about something involving "hamburgers and Martin Luther King Boulevard." Funny story: one time an air traffic controller busted out of the portable shelter screaming "legs got to go now bitch!" Turns out he was sleeping and dreaming. In his dream his wife was getting fatter and fatter, so he cut off her arms so she couldn't eat..she had to be fed. Then she learned how to grab a fork with her feet, so the guy would now have to cut off her legs!
We had a guy in boot camp who would sleepwalk. We took to tying a piece of dental floss around his big toe and to the rail of his bunk. Seemed to work.
My brother used to sleep walk. We used to catch him starting to pee in closets and once my Mom caught him going outside...his former roomies have some pretty entertaining stories too. he eventually outgrew it though. absolutely no help whatsoever I know. But chances of him picking up the baby or something similar is pretty low. Unless he usually goes to pick up the baby when he has to go pee.
I used to sleepwalk when I was younger. Picture this: a house with a motion-detecting alarm, activated from the parents´bedroom. Child´s bedroom with a door that´s difficult to open. I often made a lot of noise when I opened it. Well, one day, my mom woke up because she heard noises coming from the kitchen. It was pretty much impossible, since the motion sensors were very difficult to avoid. She figured it was the maid, so she deactivated the alarm and went into the kitchen to have a look. She found me standing in front of the fridge, holding the fridge door open, and hopping on one foot. She said "honey, what are you doing here?" and I said "I´m looking for my shoe! I have to use the bathroom and I can´t do it until I find both shoes!" She got me back to bed. We still don´t know how I opened the bedroom door quietly or how I got around the motion sensors. I eventually outgrew the sleepwalking, though. What I´ve heard is that, to deal with sleepwalkers, you just have to try to get them back to bed without waking them up.
