I frequently sleep on my arm in such a way that it falls asleep. It’s really annoying because it wakes me up and I have to use my good arm to flop the sleeping one into a better position. The funniest time was when I fell asleep with my arm behind my head. I woke up looking at a hand right near my face that I couldn’t feel and didn’t recognize as my own. I tried to sit up in shock but the arm that I would have used to push myself up was the one that was asleep. I collapsed back into the pillow, laughing, when I realized what had happened.
i’ve so far read up to this point in one sitting, and this is the first time i’ve actually laughed out loud. I really enjoy this comic and even more so the random little stories you leave beneath them.
i remember during summer school when i was in high school i had to be in class by 10am so i would wake up when my parents did to get ready for school while they go to work, i layed down on the floor after i was ready and fell asleep for an hour, when i woke up i panicked because i thought i had slept past 10 so i went to stand up real fast and immediately fell back to the floor because somehow i had slept in a possition that put my leg to sleep. good thing i woke up at 9.
Amongst all the times I’ve had parts of my body sleeping on their own, I woke up one day in 2006 with half of my face not responding to commands. A number of doctors failed to understand what happened, the face woke up eventually, but my left ear is half-functional since, which sucks because I’m an audio professional. Just my luck eh?
Still, I’m laughing very hard for the 365th time in a row. I can’t believe I’m discovering Biff so late. Eat your liver out, oldtimers! We newbies are getting all the fun
When I sit for long enough, the backs of my legs fall asleep.
When I am lying down, my arms get numb and sleep.
As I fall asleep, I can feel my body going numb.
But when I wake up, my whole body is awake.
I’m sure if I were better acquainted with cold weather,
I would have some numb-from-the-cold stories.
I am often surprised to learn that my hands and feet
are fairly well above room temperature.
I’ve gone to sleep, had a nightmare, and woken up almost screaming before…
Oh, yeah, I’ve also had one of those almost asleep dreams. Dreamt I was walking along a red brick road at one of my old schools, a football rolled in front of me, I kicked it, and my leg twitched in real life! Needless to say, it woke me up…
If my arm falls asleep, when I wake up, I can’t move it, so I grab it, lift it and let go, to see how asleep it is. It tends to collapse across my body like there isn’t even bone in there. Then the pins and needles start.
He should get a snuggy – those things warm me up and keep me hot through the night =)
In my Highschool Science class, we had stools that would often make one of my legs fall asleep. At the end of the class, I thought it was entertaining, trying to make my way out of the class when I couldn’t feel anything from my knee down. The best way I can describe it is walking on a cloud. Like, walking on solid air. It’s tricky, but entertaining.
Once I was woken up by the phone only to realize that both my arms and legs had fallen asleep. It was really hard to shuffle through 4 rooms, barely able to stand, and then try to pick up the phone with arms that were about as strong as noodles ^^
wow, reading a years worth in one sitting is making my head hurt
The first time that happened to me, I completely freaked out. I could see a hand on the pillow next to my head but couldn’t feel that it was mine. It took my brain about 30 seconds to figure out what had actually happened, and then I was scared because I thought my arm wouldn’t recover and would be dead for the rest of my life.
Yeah, I know that feelling. And you have keep floping and hittting at this unresponsive and seemingly dead thing and than once you get the feeling back, you move your arm in just the wrong position and compress the nerve, and you have to start over again.
When i was 16 years old, i used to live on a 41 ft. morgan outisland. for the unedumacated out there, thats a sail boat. i lived rather far from the bus stop, as you can imagine. this comes into play when one morning i wake up to the sound of my alarm clock. i am one of those guys that can NOT wake up to those, so i have to set it like an hour early. i look at the clock and realized i had 10 minutes to get dressed and run the 3 blacks to the bus stop.as i looked to the left at the clock, someone slapped the shit out of my face. HARD! The right side of my face had a handprint for hours. i thought my mom got mad at me for being late and slapped me! then, when i turned to the right to see why she had done so, some one slapped me AGAIN! this time on the right side of my face. thouroughly discombobulated, i tried to get up and failed miserably, thats when i realized, i had slapped myself! apparently i went to sleep with both arms behind my head, and when i moved, they just somehow slammed down on my face. you ever try to put pants on with NO ARMS?!? It’s friekin hilarious to imagine now, but at the time it was so frustrating i almost cried. if i was late to school one more time i would get expelled. and the NEEDLES! OH GOD THE AGONY! Needless to say, i have never slept with my arms behind my head, ever again.
Used to happen to me all the time, because I sleep on my stomach with my arm under my pillow. Two small teddy bears on either side of my arm solved the problem!
I actually enjoy the experience. I find I can use my shoulder to flop my arm around a little, and since I enjoy the experience, I’ll flop my hand onto my face or chest and try as hard as I can to move it, that way I can feel how much I can move it as soon as it gets blood again. Its always weaker for like ten minutes, though… go figure.
I used to sleep with my head on my hands. Then one night I woke up an couldn’t feel my hands. That really freaked me out until they started to wake back up again, and I figured out what was going on.