The Tale of the Porcurats and the Fossilized Phone

[ZombiePenguin]

So it turns out a lot of the problems in my life also tend to have a painfully funny aspect to them as well. While I know IBD is no laughing matter, admit it, there are an awful lot of toilet jokes you've become acquainted with in just a matter of a short time.

And so, of course, along with UC, I also happen to be a very...avid dreamer when I sleep. For example, yesterday morning I woke up constantly that night to get up and go to the bathroom. In fact, it made me so exhausted that, at last, I collapsed into a deep sleep that extended into the late morning.

The dream started off in an old muscle car at a Sonic restaurant. Probably not so weird, except that in the dream I was a thief working with a group of criminals to steal golden manhole covers. I just...I don't even know why. And sure enough, in the dream, we're flying down the roads with shiny manhole covers in the trunk avoiding the cops and then suddenly the dream changes and I'm staring at a hamster cage in my room. Sitting in the hamster cage is a very strange furry animal that looked to me sorta like someone shrunk a wombat and gelled it's fur. And suddenly the words in the dream coming from my mother's mouth is "We have a porcupine rat infestation."

I just...I don't even know. And for some reason, when the dream changed again I was eating one of these things, cooked and all dressed up like street food. And I remember my dreamself suddenly feeling sick and thinking "Im eating rat." As it turns out, I woke up shortly after actually needing to rush to the bathroom the same way I'd been doing all the night prior.

But the real funny bit comes next. See, I'm not only an avid dreamer but with it comes sleepwalking and on rare occasions sleep talking.I later heard at some point when I was dreaming about porcurats that my stepdad came into my room to ask my where the home phone was. His words were "You sat up, pointed at your door, and said 'it's under the fossils'" I just...I don't even know sometimes. I'm not even awake and I do embarrassing things anyway.

 

[afidz]

Thats too funny!
I talk in my sleep. If you talk to me I will talk back. If you call me, I will answer and have a conversation. When I wake up from a dream, I can't tell the difference between whats real and whats not. Maybe in some way its because of IBD?

 

[ZombiePenguin]

I'm not too sure. I've wondered the same thing hahaha maybe it's because our bodies are under more stress? Not sure.

 

[ZombiePenguin]

So, a year later, I return to this. Wow have the dreams become, in a way, severe. More than one instance has seen me sleep talking or being unable to wake up from a dream. The last one I had, I had to bring this laptop to France and me and my partners got held up by an electrical duck pond at the edge of a cliff. And I kept trying to ditch my partners before I got on a train which took me indoors to this giant house which was essentially a run down place with a ton of occupants. In one of these rooms my brothers and a friend of mine were playing prop hunter

Maybe there really is something to the whole vividness and blurry mentality thing and the IBD. Maybe from deficiencies in nutrients? Can't really be sure what it is but these dreams are giving me exhaustion, ironically enough.

 

[Tuff]

I'm actually jealous. My night are a big white blank. I don't remember anything at all. Sometimes, as I wake up, I fleetingly remember some little bit, but that is all. Trade you.

 

[ZombiePenguin]

Believe me, I wish that were my case. Sometimes I try to avoid sleep so I pass out and skip the dreaming. I detail the fun dreams here but I've had some pretty horrific ones as well <.< it makes me pretty exhausted all the time ;u;