REAL MAN TRUCKWORKS & SURVIVAL
PERSONAL READINESS => Medical Corner => Topic started by: Flyin6 on December 10, 2016, 07:45:38 PM
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Whatever...
https://www.facebook.com/powerofpositivity/videos/vb.107787352370/10154009372837371/?type=2&theater
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Well, for those that have never experienced an Indiana winter in an unheated upstairs circa 1900 farm house I can tell you there is nothing better than flannel sheets and a stack of blankets to sleep under!
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They're for millenials, liberals and Demorats who don't get enough hugs......they should wrap themselves in them and go swimming and it will make us all get over it......just saying! ;D
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Well, for those that have never experienced an Indiana winter in an unheated upstairs circa 1900 farm house I can tell you there is nothing better than flannel sheets and a stack of blankets to sleep under!
I second that. We never had heat upstairs in our house growing up. If the wind blew just right you have a line of snow across the floor. (Never did find where it got in at)
I had great grandmas feather tick. 3 inches of down between two layers of flannel. Hand sewn together. Poke your head out in the morning like a ground hog. If i can see my breath I'm going back. I'm not getting up till I have to.
I dont care if its 110 degrees and I'm in a tent. I still cant sleep unless I have my chest covered.
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I still sleep with comforter up around my neck, wife ribs me about it often....
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Well, for those that have never experienced an Indiana winter in an unheated upstairs circa 1900 farm house I can tell you there is nothing better than flannel sheets and a stack of blankets to sleep under!
When I was a child, I lived in the attic of the family home. Not upstairs, the attic. I mean it had a floor and over time had paneling and eventually was nice, but from maybe 7 years old until 18 ish, it was my home. No heat and no AC...I know exactly what you mean!
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And they can take them on a plane, with their "service animal", old man huggies and hold hands singing cumbia. Oh wait, they don't believe either!! No singing.
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Yeah....night time when I was a kid meant the heat was turned off. In a 200 yr old drafty farmhouse that meant 50 ish in the AM. I slept year round with my window open just a crack. Blankets were key. I remember standing over the hot air grate in the AM waiting for the air to start blowing. It felt so good when it came on. Kids have no idea today for the most part.
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Yeah....night time when I was a kid meant the heat was turned off. In a 200 yr old drafty farmhouse that meant 50 ish in the AM. I slept year round with my window open just a crack. Blankets were key. I remember standing over the hot air grate in the AM waiting for the air to start blowing. It felt so good when it came on. Kids have no idea today for the most part.
Seriously
I'd do the same thing
Old house had an oil fired furnace with a duct near the base of the stairs...
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Yeah....night time when I was a kid meant the heat was turned off. In a 200 yr old drafty farmhouse that meant 50 ish in the AM. I slept year round with my window open just a crack. Blankets were key. I remember standing over the hot air grate in the AM waiting for the air to start blowing. It felt so good when it came on. Kids have no idea today for the most part.
Well, my mom was raised in that same circa 1900 era farm house. Anyhow there were 4 kids & 3 24" square grates on the first floor of the house. She said it was a race every winter morning to get to one to get dressed on top of.....
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JR, those would be "emotional support animals", and they are not recognized by the ADA as a service animal........;D
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Now I didn't have to sleep in an attic or any of those super tough guy sleeping places but I won't lie. I hate those fuzzy whispy blankets that pull off the bed. I took and saved all my jeans for a Few years and then put them to good use for a larger than king size spread. Love that thing
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Still have great grandmas patchwork quilt. the thing weighs about 40lbs. When I turned 18 I bought and moved into our travel trailer for about a year, and the main heater didn't work, so there was an old, 70's era plug in that had criss crossed elements and no fan and constantly shut itself off because the temp switch was broken, so that quilt was a necessity. Loved that thing. Might have to pull it out of storage and keep it in the trailer from now on for nostalgia.
Edit: Nothing to do with anxiety, more like necessity back then!