Neuroscience
Do You Want to Know What Causes Motion Sickness?
Your brain suspects poison because you’re moving but you’re not

Brain suspects foul play and resorts to triggering nausea.
As a kid I used to get carsick and Dad would pull over so I could do the full Monty. No brown paper bags as on airplane flights to capture my projections. (They use plastic bags now — not eco-friendly but safer.)
Why does reading make me sick?
I soon learned that the bile only arose when I was reading in the car.
So I stopped reading in the car. I’d look out the window at the people, buildings or countryside passing by, so Brain understood and took no remedial action.
But why is that?
Blame your thalamus
Our thalamus is one of those useful, yet at times illogical, rooms in the Brain’s mansion and is a sensory way-station which works in tandem with the hypothalamus.
(No, grammar purists, thalami, the Latin plural, is incorrect English unless you’re a math or science nerd)
The Hypothalamus is our home’s thermostat, regulating hunger, thirst, response to pain, levels of pleasure, sexual satisfaction, anger and aggressive behavior.
(All of which can occur in a car.)
In addition, it regulates our autonomic nervous system such as blood pressure, pulse, breathing, digestion, sweating and arousal in response to emotional circumstances.
Emotions are triggered by sensory awareness of our surroundings through our thalamus.
There’s the connection.
Except for our sense of smell, the thalamus receives what we see, touch, hear and taste.
The nose goes a different route.
But we’re fellow travelers in the same car. We’re sitting quietly doing nothing but something’s amiss. We’re moving.
But we’re feeling queasy.
Enter more villains
The silent partner deep inside our ears is those tiny little tubes of fluid, the motion of which tells us which way up we are: upside down, sideways, or upright — balance sensors.
When on the road, unless your car has top-of-the-range suspension and shock absorbers, this fluid sloshes around, telling us we’re moving.
But our muscles aren’t.
A third villain appears! The motor cortex gets in on the act and argues we are NOT moving.
Confusion creates catastrophe
Brain panics.
“Are we moving or not? I’m getting mixed signals.” `
There’s a sensory mismatch because our eyes and inner ears tell us we’re moving, but our muscles aren’t in motion.
And when Brain is unsure what the hell is going on, it concludes it must be neurotoxins or poison.
“Get rid of it!” is the order of the day.
Grab the brown bag.
Neuroscientist Dean Burnett from Cardiff University in the UK explains,
“As soon as the brain gets confused by anything like that, it says, oh, I don’t know what to do, so just be sick, just in case. And as a result, we get motion sickness because the brain’s constantly worried about being poisoned.”
It only happens to some of us
This quirk of our physiology — motion sickness — is random. I envy those who can read in a car, bus or train.
Many grow out of it. Perhaps Brain adapts.
(Drivers are immune unless it’s a self-driving car.)
These recommendations may help you:
- listen to your favorite music
- eat a light high-protein meal before departure.
- look out the window so that Brain can be confident you ARE moving.
But I’m not taking any chances.
I won’t read on the road.
For distraction on a long trip, l do impersonations of Mrs Mills singing A Hard Day’s Night and other Beatles classics.
Then we must pull over because if I laugh any more, I’ll wet my pants.
A brown bag would be futile.
Thanks for reading!






