No matter what the temperature is in our home, Cari must have the ceiling fan on. The coldest day of winter, the hottest day of summer, the fan must be on when she is sleeping. Sometimes, I will try to outsmart this. Cari will ask that I turn off the light (attached to the fan), and I will reach over and flip the switch. That is not an acceptable method of turning off that light because it kills the fan.
A month ago this escalated when Cari purchased a small stand fan. Now we have the ceiling fan on, and a fan to the side of the bed.
Last week, things got completely out of control. Cari purchased a small fan that sits on her night table. This one points directly at her face.
I AM SLEEPING IN A FREAKING WIND TUNNEL that even Nascar would be jealous of!
Last night we had some friends over for dinner and he was telling us that he must have a fan on when he sleeps. His wife despises this fan. He went on to tell us a story of coming in late one night. He showered and got into bed quietly, trying to not wake his wife. He reached over and pushed the fan on high. The hum of the fan calmed him, but he felt no wind on his face. He put his hand up to the noisy fan, but felt nothing. He jumped up and turned the light on. His wife had taken the blade out! She was laying in the bed laughing at this point. He wanted his fan fixed, and would not sleep until repairs were complete.
At least I now know I am not alone in my struggle. Perhaps I should start a support group.
1 comment:
There must be some kind of name for the fan sleep condition!! Cause we can all pajammie in whatever we got!!!
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