It is very important for each of us to make our sleep as good as possible. This is just another indication of what health issues sleep disturbances cause.
Airplane sound is nothing compared with motorcycles, garden equipment, inconsiderate "music" players, noisy neighbors, and myriad other sound intrusions.
Airplane sounds are comforting by comparison.
Especially if you got vaccinations to fly.......Ahem....
Researchers can point to aircraft noise out of myriad of other environmental factors and conclude it contributes to hospitalizations?! Put this research team onto vaccine related injuries and death.
Some of our most overly funded agencies have trouble finding any link at all between the vax and heart problems, much less a host of other reactions.
Oh ok... airplanes. Would that be piston or jet powered?
Maybe it’s the jet exhaust they’re being dusted with. Those living near the approaches to major airports, suck in lots of jet exhaust.
Private jet noise exempted of course…
You ain’t heard loud aiplane noises until you have are in a stateroom underneath one of the catapults on a USN aircraft carrier, trying to sleep!
HST, after a while, you CAN sleep through an entire launch sequence!
”The hummm of a huey transmission…”
I felt compelled to respond to this thread as though someone reading this needed to know when this was new and then I lost it. Somehow Ive stumbled back across it. Sorry to call you all back but I don’t want to lose it again. You seem like a group that could become a victim of misguided assumptions by physicians or may know someone else that will be.
More than 15 but likely less than 20 years earlier I began waking up choking on something every time I fell asleep. It wasn’t once a night or even a couple of times, it was repetitively through the night. If I didn’t wake up choking then I had an experience like I could hear helicopters passing by in the distance. Not just any helicopter, it was specifically and unmistakably the two bladed rotor of a Huey.
Over a long period of time across many visits I told the physician that I could feel the object I was choking on. It felt like something relatively flat and rather thin with edges. I couldn’t tell what it was but If I was to guess at something it would be like a plastic bread bag tag or a whole human fingernail.
The helicopters weren’t staying away. As time went on the helicopters came closer and got so much louder. It got to the point that the helicopter was right over me like it landed right a skid right next to me. It was so intense that I wasn’t just hearing it, I was feeling it through my whole body.
After a long time and many visits stumping the physician he told me that it was probably a mental health problem. He even told me that it was probably due to my combat tours in Vietnam. The problem with that diagnosis is that I didn’t serve in Vietnam era and during my time serving I was banned from Vietnam due to clearance. I assumed he had briefly confused me for an uncle a bit older than me that also visited this doctor and when he referred me to some other doctors I didn’t bother to bring it up figuring he would recognize the mistake during charting.
ENTs, neurology, sleep specialist, etc, MRIs, CAT scans, over and over…didn’t take long for me to figure out by the way that I was treated that I was now either that crazy Vietnam guy or the crazy guy that thought he was in Vietnam. Nobody could find anything, I was just making it all up.
It didn’t feel to me like I was making it up at all. As time went by it got worse to the point that when the helicopters came each night and sometimes if I dozed during the day that it awoke me with each pulse of the blade violently shaking me like the whole bed was jumping. Sometimes my entire nervous system seemed to be being shut off and on with the beat of the rotor. I could see it. If you stand next to a light switch in a dim room and rapidly switch the lights on and off with the beat of a rotor. Imagine that you feel like someone has turned you off and just as you are about to collapse someone switches you back on with twice the voltage than normal, over and over and over. Sometimes I could even feel what felt like an inch worm on the floor of my ear canals creeping and creeping but never getting anywhere with the beat of the rotor.
I must be crazy…
One morning I was trying to get ready for work. I was reading FR and having a cup of coffee. I was so tired I didnt think I could move but I had to so I stood up to go change my clothes. Instead of finding myself in a standing position I found myself in my chair rubbing my hurting face. Suddenly I realized that I had somehow smashed my face on the keyboard…then the helicopters attacked.
By the time I arrived at the ER they were gone. The ER physician tried to send me away but I wasn’t going anywhere. The helicopters had never been that intense before, I certainly hadn’t ever blacked out before. I was refusing to leave and they were begrudgingly letting me stay while seemingly trying to just make up things they could send me for to run up the bill while I was there.
Eventually the helicopters came back. I was yelling for help by this point as they had just left me sitting in a room by myself not hooked up to anything. When someone came in I told them to hook me up right away and when the nurse did she started screaming for the ER physician and then things started happening really fast. I remember him saying that my beats per minute was 280 and that people weren’t supposed to stay conscious normally at that point. I remember him saying 290 and saying that people weren’t supposed to be alive with the arrhythmia I was also having. I do remember him saying that my beats per minute had hit 300 and then he apologized for having to use the paddles while I was still awake…
“Well, it sounds like you had tachycardia. I think I would recognize that.”
You would think so. I knew some people that had it and they knew it was their heart. The thing is, I didn’t feel it in my chest, it was a pulse that seemed to go through my whole system and wasn’t any more intense in my chest than anywhere else. It didn’t feel like my heart at all.
If your doctors are saying “sleep disturbances” but using the phrase as an alternative to "sleep disorders" realize that it may be far more than what they seem to be suggesting. If you hear the helicopters even once, go to the doctor and if he cant give you an answer better than “youre crazy” then make an appointment with a competent physician. If the helicopters are “close” then get immediately to an ER and don’t leave until they find it.
When people talk about heart attacks it sounds horrible. Im not saying they are fun but neither it nor the 6 bypasses were anything compared to the subsequent stroke. I was "lucky", the clot blocked an entire hemisphere. Couldn’t move at first, couldn’t communicate in any way, but lucid enough to “KNOW” that all of the staff in the hospital were Russian agents that had gotten around to capturing me and now I had to kill them all to get away. That’s a story in an of itself and since Im still recovering, I guess that I don’t know the end yet.
Don’t risk being me, you might not make it at all. If you do, relearning and recovering is a lot of work and you may not make it this far. Youre not crazy. Your friend that cant seem to get help isn’t crazy. Don’t wait. Don’t risk it. Don’t give up.
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If I lived near a big airport, getting dusted with jet exhaust 24/7 would be much more of a concern.