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Join Date: Jun 2000
Location: Thrill World
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Jul 26th, 2006, 08:34 PM
I had one about six years ago. Sounds familiar- lengthy head-wiring process, and then they said "OK, we're going to need to get some data of you sleeping on your back."
"I can't sleep on my back."
"Well, just try."
After lying sleeples in a dark room on a sadistically uncomfortable bed for what seemed like forever, I finally bundled the wires together in my hand (the only way I could move without tearing my scalp), rolled over on my side, and fell soundly asleep.
An undetermined amount of time later, the nurse came in, woke me up, and said "we need to have you sleeping on your back."
"I CAN'T SLEEP ON MY BACK."
ad nauseum, for the remainder of the night. I left at 7AM, feeling like shit, and about the only thing they said was, "stop smoking."
Cocksuckers. For a study of sleep to involve a set of controls that make it almost literally impossible to fucking sleep, it could only have been devised by the government. At least insurance paid for the damn thing.
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