![]() ![]() That night when he sneezed, he sprayed saline mist all over my face.įinally, I came up with a foolproof plan. The last site suggested he try some saline mist up his nose. But then he sneezed in his sleep anyway, I bolted out of bed in shock and tripped over the humidifier. But the medicine knocked him out so much that he sneezed AND snored that night.Īnother site said that he might be sneezing because the room was too dry, so we should put a humidifier in the room. One site suggested he take an antihistamine before he went to sleep. I went back to the Internet and looked for solutions to stop people from sleep sneezing, even though I knew, technically, no one sneezes in their sleep. “I just want him to stop sneezing, Mom, not breathing.” “You could put duct tape over his nose,” suggested my mom. “My problem is I have a husband that sneezes in his sleep … loudly!” I said to my mom. Still, the fact remained that asleep or merely half-asleep, my husband was sneezing and it was disturbing my sleep. Although I wasn’t 100 percent sure what that all meant, I got the gist of it which was that my husband was a scientific anomaly. Apparently, there is something about our REM cycle that keeps our motor neurons from relaying the sneeze reflex to the brain. He delivers his giant sneeze in his sleep and then goes right back on sleeping, with no recollection that he had sneezed while he snoozed at all.Ĭurious to find out if this was some kind of bizarre medical condition, I Googled sleep sneezing and was shocked to learn that it is physically impossible to sneeze in your sleep. And when it happens, I nearly bolt out of bed in fright. How someone can let loose an explosive, Earth-shattering, thunderous sneeze in their sleep and not wake up, is a complete mystery to me. No, my husband has a more unique sleep habit. Even the dog snores louder than my husband. Actually, of the two of us, I’m the one who is more prone to sawing wood. However, I do not have a problem with my husband snoring. I could relate to the not-sleeping issue. My parents came to visit one weekend, and the next morning when I greeted my mom in the kitchen, she looked like hell. ![]()
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