1st year of university,
horribly drunk (ale and red wine, I think), and kindly tucked into bed by my loving flatmates (who took time to draw on my face). Threw up repeatedly (someone kindly held me over the bin, for part of the night, saving me from drowning), so woke up encrusted with a flaky, red substance, and stuck to the bed.

Turned out that I'd been vomitting blood.

I got to know the campus laundry after that, as it didn't seem fair to take that home to mother (not to mention having to sleep in it).
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:42, 4 replies)

No.
You vomited red wine.
That is unless you fucked a postbox on your way home.
(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:44, closed)

Probably.
I learnt everything second hand, from a kitchen full of grinning, hangover-free people.

Still, why let the truth ruin a good story?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:52, closed)

Did you also go to your GP for some tests? Because that doesn't sound normal.
(DBS, Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:49, closed)

Walked it off,
like a man*.

*Lay in bed wimpering.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 23 Jun 2011, 15:53, closed)