LACK OF SLEEP
The next day I moved to the residence of my late friend. Employees had excellent care for me, I settled into the studio where he spent much of his time doing the job entrusted to me. The
research itself was based on the disorder, causes, effects and possible
solutions, in addition to treating rare genetic mutations that result
in a fatal insomnia, for which there is no possible cure; Antonio worked on finding a solution to this evil. While
this disease is hereditary, it is also true that there was an isolated
case in the Kingdom of Navarra, in which a young man of twenty-three was
the victim of this kind of insomnia, without parents or relatives
upline that they suffered this deformation sleep.
The young man's name was Fabian Okondo. A detailed study of neurological and brain activity was most astonishing was that studies the patient showed no indexes or results that detected it as a carrier of this syndrome, just alluded to have lost the ability to sleep. The sick lasted exactly seventeen days, eight hours and fifteen minutes. He died of a myocardial infarction multiple. The patient suffered from schizophrenia, dementia, and acute stages of hallucinations. Fabian stated that the cause of your insomnia is due to a meeting of paranormal kind, as told in meetings to scare children and do not let them sleep. an answer interview January is extracted twenty-fifth in 1944, at eighteen hours thirteen minutes, "How long you suffer from lack of sleep?" In response literally it transcribed: "Two weeks ago, haze, is the fog. The "thing" ... will not let me sleep. He does not want people to sleep ... like her. I try each ... wake me. "Fabian died three days later, had injuries all over his body presumed that he had violated, while fresh scratches on his back never verified, because in her fingernails was no trace skin. He died not sleep, that gave him a heart attack.
It is clear that the patient was suffering hallucinations were too raw, they were wearing these mentally. He suffered from a combination of paranoid, disorganized schizophrenia, he was persecuted, listened disturbing noises and saw images, specifically detailed the young, who felt harassed by a humanoid form, which not deciphered gender, described as an extremely tall person , wore a dirty and battered liturgical dawn, his face was hard to describe for him, because he avoided always see, tersely as detailed as an oval head, as if crushed by the side, a wide mouth, giving the impression of being screaming horror, his eyes were two black holes, there seemed nothing in them and their hair was worn and ashes. He defined it as the face of their worst nightmares.This interview was conducted by my friend Antonio curiously, was the last person who attended him, he became so obsessed with the case I wanted to work with him and his research. Among other details of the Spanish patient, and perhaps they were not important, but for some reason my friend's had underlined was that Fabian, months before falling ill, had short rest breaks, like sleeping little and stay awake long periods; It began with periods of sleep that were gradually narrowing. "It is possible that the body gets used to sleeping less and less if we encourage these brief lapses?" Was a question I had written Antonio to one side of these notes.
The studies were developed every time he passed a page, were more than two hundred fifty and three sheets of thesis, references and theories of insomnia that can cause death in a patient without hereditary acquisition. After these sheets began retreating a chapter of medical concepts like a daily activity. Each sheet was passing a deeper level in the still unknown for me insane personality Antonio.It was stated that certain similarity in the case of Fabian, because their sleep periods were shorter and shorter, chronic fatigue accumulated in his condition. I felt maybe this was all a product of the predisposition, being so immersed in the research of the syndrome had done overdo things.Recounted in these pages, that the description by Fabian assumed body, he had sugestionado too. There were times when I saw this monster so vivid nightmares that wake up screaming desperately. There was no night not dream with this creature, so Antonio began to generate a terrible fear to sleep. And so it was that gradually and without realizing it, the day will dawn without glued eyelids, her fatigue was enormous but was relieved not to have seen the monster.Antonio movements became slow and clumsy, and everything looked forward like slow motion. Antonio described how, whenever sleep overcame him, always had factors that aroused him from loud noise startled him, pulling at his feet that would lie about the bed or intense cold that kept him from falling off. One night, says Antonio, the fog had swallowed her house, she could not see anything through the window, only the white cataracts bouncing off the crystals. A loud noise in the room prickled the skin of the neck, the boy was not, it was the weekend and returned to his humble home, so he decided to see what was happening. Antonio went downstairs carefully and armed with a pistol. Each step coming down, he could warn with a figure of awe strange shapes that was in the middle of the room, was a figure watching him intently. It was the absurdity of his nightmares seeing directly with its black, empty eyes. Antonio froze, he described that he felt his jaw had collapsed to the ground. But great was his shock at seeing the monster running desperately from the room in his direction, ran after him up the stairs stumbling and tumbling. Antonio was slow to react when he did clambered up the steps, howled of uneasiness as he felt the abomination her heels. As was slipped into her bedroom and locked them, her door knob moved violently. Arthur cried and prayed until the attempts of the "thing" stopped. Antonio did not know if he lived or was actually part of a dream. It began to be associated with hallucinations own lack of rest.I kept reading, and I found wording that left me with the frozen blood."Tonight I asked my friend Pedro spend the night with me, maybe you need is relax a bit and distract from work. Research is affecting me too ... Peter did not laugh at me if I tell you what has happened lately ... ""Last night was not a good idea, I have afraid to have affected someone who does not deserve this suffering, I work so hard to separate the actual hallucinations. Sometimes I do not know if they are true or not these visions, perhaps this that haunts me is the product of schizophrenia acquired by the lack of sleep.
The young man's name was Fabian Okondo. A detailed study of neurological and brain activity was most astonishing was that studies the patient showed no indexes or results that detected it as a carrier of this syndrome, just alluded to have lost the ability to sleep. The sick lasted exactly seventeen days, eight hours and fifteen minutes. He died of a myocardial infarction multiple. The patient suffered from schizophrenia, dementia, and acute stages of hallucinations. Fabian stated that the cause of your insomnia is due to a meeting of paranormal kind, as told in meetings to scare children and do not let them sleep. an answer interview January is extracted twenty-fifth in 1944, at eighteen hours thirteen minutes, "How long you suffer from lack of sleep?" In response literally it transcribed: "Two weeks ago, haze, is the fog. The "thing" ... will not let me sleep. He does not want people to sleep ... like her. I try each ... wake me. "Fabian died three days later, had injuries all over his body presumed that he had violated, while fresh scratches on his back never verified, because in her fingernails was no trace skin. He died not sleep, that gave him a heart attack.
It is clear that the patient was suffering hallucinations were too raw, they were wearing these mentally. He suffered from a combination of paranoid, disorganized schizophrenia, he was persecuted, listened disturbing noises and saw images, specifically detailed the young, who felt harassed by a humanoid form, which not deciphered gender, described as an extremely tall person , wore a dirty and battered liturgical dawn, his face was hard to describe for him, because he avoided always see, tersely as detailed as an oval head, as if crushed by the side, a wide mouth, giving the impression of being screaming horror, his eyes were two black holes, there seemed nothing in them and their hair was worn and ashes. He defined it as the face of their worst nightmares.This interview was conducted by my friend Antonio curiously, was the last person who attended him, he became so obsessed with the case I wanted to work with him and his research. Among other details of the Spanish patient, and perhaps they were not important, but for some reason my friend's had underlined was that Fabian, months before falling ill, had short rest breaks, like sleeping little and stay awake long periods; It began with periods of sleep that were gradually narrowing. "It is possible that the body gets used to sleeping less and less if we encourage these brief lapses?" Was a question I had written Antonio to one side of these notes.
The studies were developed every time he passed a page, were more than two hundred fifty and three sheets of thesis, references and theories of insomnia that can cause death in a patient without hereditary acquisition. After these sheets began retreating a chapter of medical concepts like a daily activity. Each sheet was passing a deeper level in the still unknown for me insane personality Antonio.It was stated that certain similarity in the case of Fabian, because their sleep periods were shorter and shorter, chronic fatigue accumulated in his condition. I felt maybe this was all a product of the predisposition, being so immersed in the research of the syndrome had done overdo things.Recounted in these pages, that the description by Fabian assumed body, he had sugestionado too. There were times when I saw this monster so vivid nightmares that wake up screaming desperately. There was no night not dream with this creature, so Antonio began to generate a terrible fear to sleep. And so it was that gradually and without realizing it, the day will dawn without glued eyelids, her fatigue was enormous but was relieved not to have seen the monster.Antonio movements became slow and clumsy, and everything looked forward like slow motion. Antonio described how, whenever sleep overcame him, always had factors that aroused him from loud noise startled him, pulling at his feet that would lie about the bed or intense cold that kept him from falling off. One night, says Antonio, the fog had swallowed her house, she could not see anything through the window, only the white cataracts bouncing off the crystals. A loud noise in the room prickled the skin of the neck, the boy was not, it was the weekend and returned to his humble home, so he decided to see what was happening. Antonio went downstairs carefully and armed with a pistol. Each step coming down, he could warn with a figure of awe strange shapes that was in the middle of the room, was a figure watching him intently. It was the absurdity of his nightmares seeing directly with its black, empty eyes. Antonio froze, he described that he felt his jaw had collapsed to the ground. But great was his shock at seeing the monster running desperately from the room in his direction, ran after him up the stairs stumbling and tumbling. Antonio was slow to react when he did clambered up the steps, howled of uneasiness as he felt the abomination her heels. As was slipped into her bedroom and locked them, her door knob moved violently. Arthur cried and prayed until the attempts of the "thing" stopped. Antonio did not know if he lived or was actually part of a dream. It began to be associated with hallucinations own lack of rest.I kept reading, and I found wording that left me with the frozen blood."Tonight I asked my friend Pedro spend the night with me, maybe you need is relax a bit and distract from work. Research is affecting me too ... Peter did not laugh at me if I tell you what has happened lately ... ""Last night was not a good idea, I have afraid to have affected someone who does not deserve this suffering, I work so hard to separate the actual hallucinations. Sometimes I do not know if they are true or not these visions, perhaps this that haunts me is the product of schizophrenia acquired by the lack of sleep.
