things that go bump in the night, very loudly
When I was 20 I visited my Aunt and her family in Italy. Sleeping arrangements were such that I shared a room with my Aunt. Night one I was jolted out of sleep by what sounded like a ferocious battle between my Aunt and some snarling beast! She was screaming in Italian so I didn't understand the context, but there could be no mistaking the aggression of the bandsaw like responses. After a second or two I realized both parts were played by my dear Aunt. It turns out she snores at an epic degree and talks in her sleep at an Italian "conversational" volume. The same with my cousins. Then there's my poor suffering Uncle, who can't have slept much ever as their nocturnal orchestra reverberated throughout the small apartment. (His metaphor, not mine.)
Fast forward almost 30 years. My travel friends start complaining about my snoring. I've forgotten all about my 'family history', and think they're just giving me a hard time, you know, for funsies. A little mean, but I can take it. Well one day I decide to record myself. (Pause for mortification). Yeahhhhh, It's bad. How, oh how, do I sleep through it? How has no one smothered me? Something MUST be done. I pulled out the old CPAP which I haven't used in years. That reduced my "epic" snores from 5 hours to 5 minutes a night according to the ap I'm using to record. What's really interesting? I started doing tongue/cheek/palette exercises. It's helped a LOT! After a certain age your muscles start to deteriorate, but who thinks of one's throat? Bat wings and tits? sure! Those you can see in the mirror. So now, while I do my Kegels, I exercise the tongue and palette. Double up for efficiency. Both holes are falling apart apparently. Neither may be seeing male attention, but they still have a job to do.
So! Exercise! Everything! And maybe don't ask me questions while I sleep. I doubt there's a cure for talking in one's sleep.
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