{"id":8757,"date":"2012-01-27T06:16:58","date_gmt":"2012-01-27T12:16:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=8757"},"modified":"2012-01-27T06:16:58","modified_gmt":"2012-01-27T12:16:58","slug":"flashback-counting-sleep","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2012\/20120127-8757.htm","title":{"rendered":"Flashback: Counting Sleep"},"content":{"rendered":"

Prompt #4: “Where is the most unusual place you’ve slept? Do you sprawl out or curl up when you sleep? Do you snore, talk in your sleep, or sleepwalk?”<\/b><\/p>\n

How many odd ways have I slept?<\/p>\n

Let me count the ways:<\/p>\n

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  1. On the floor of the nursery, not long after falling off the changing table. I couldn’t be awakened. My mom was terrified. Nothing was wrong. I was just tired.<\/li>\n
  2. In the closet of my childhood bedroom, on top of a foot-thick pile of dirty laundry. I got tired of my sister tickling or kicking me out of our shared full bed–and moved into the closet.<\/li>\n
  3. On my mom’s swing out back, having fallen asleep with a book in late evening only to be locked out at night.<\/li>\n
  4. On a bench seat in my parent’s van after having been locked out at night.<\/li>\n
  5. Draped over the console in my car, taking a catnap halfway through my commute because I’m terrified of falling asleep while driving.<\/li>\n
  6. On an office floor after a long night of cleaning.<\/li>\n
  7. In my car with my seat stretched as far back as it would go and a blanket tucked closely around me so I wouldn’t freeze. This was out of desperation after I DID fall asleep while driving.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n

    In normal life, I sleep in a bed, on my right side with my right arm tucked under my head, a thin pillow folded in half (to give it body) between arm and head. If it’s cold (and sometimes if it’s not), I’ll bring my left arm over in front of my face and under my pillow too. My knees are bent and I bring my left leg further over than my right, so that my spine is in a twist–sort of like that one spinal stretch where you’re on your back and your knees are on the side, except my shoulders are perpendicular to the bed, while my pelvis is almost parallel. Someday I’m going to destroy my back sleeping that way, but no matter how hard I try to break myself of the habit, it never lasts.<\/p>\n

    I’m not a consistent snorer, sleeptalker, or sleepwalker. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t done any of the above.<\/p>\n

    Apparently I spoke and walked in my sleep on my first trip to Mexico. I have no memory of the event–and my memory of what I was told I did and said is also vague. Sorry.<\/p>\n

    Less vague is the story of Rebekah the snorer.<\/p>\n

    Most of my family has nasal allergies of one sort or the other, and snore on one occasion or another. I am no exception. But I’ve never been told that I’m a consistent snorer.<\/p>\n

    My dad, on the other hand…<\/p>\n

    As the story goes, my sisters were enjoying a book on the lower level of our bunk-bed, I was sleeping peacefully in the upper level, and my dad was sawing logs in the room above.<\/p>\n

    I let out a single loud snore.<\/p>\n

    Dad startled, causing a sudden break in his snoring pattern. The girls heard his sleepy exclamation: “Huh? Wha? What’s that?”<\/p>\n

    Yep, that’s me. The snorer. Totally waking up the whole house.<\/p>\n

    Or something.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    Prompt #4: “Where is the most unusual place you’ve slept? Do you sprawl out or curl up when you sleep? Do you snore, talk in your sleep, or sleepwalk?” How many odd ways have I slept? Let me count the ways: On the floor of the nursery, not long after falling off the changing table. … Read more Flashback: Counting Sleep<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8757"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8757"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8757\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8757"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8757"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8757"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}