Blood
Like a scene from The Exorcist, I once spewed a stomach-full of blood all over a charming nurse as I came round after a major dental operation. Tell us your tales of red, red horror.
( , Thu 7 Aug 2008, 14:39)
Like a scene from The Exorcist, I once spewed a stomach-full of blood all over a charming nurse as I came round after a major dental operation. Tell us your tales of red, red horror.
( , Thu 7 Aug 2008, 14:39)
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Nose-Periods arising from Non-Viral Hepatitis
When I was younger I was put on some medication that didn't agree with me. In actuality I later learned that there was no need for any medication at all, but that is another story.
One Friday I was feeling a bit worse for wear, and retired to bed after leaving work around 11am.
As the day wore on I began to feel more and more like death, with a high fever, sick but unable to throw up and so on.
That afternoon my nose started bleeding fairly heavily. It bled almost constantly between friday and monday, and when it did occasionally stop I couldn't resist pulling out the clots and it would inevitably start again. I did try sticking a slim tampon in each nostril, which only resulted in a stomach full of blood.
The torrent of blood coming out of my nose, coupled with the fact that I went an odd shade of baby-poo yellow finally led me to see a doctor, who pointed out that because of a bad reaction to the medication my liver protested, going on strike and refusing to do any work. Hence the jaundice, and low platelet count.
All in all I left work on the friday weighing ~75 kilos, and was measured at 63kg the following monday.
I spent the weekend quite delirious but am told I made it out to the Ministry of Sound tour in Melbourne, and even enjoyed a quantity of beer. I don't remember but I imagine the hangover would have been horrific, and am now inclined to avoid anything that may cause my liver to pack it in in future. Other than the fun stuff...
Length? 12kg in 3 days = 160g an hour lost through my body eating all my muscle to feed the fever.
( , Fri 8 Aug 2008, 11:53, Reply)
When I was younger I was put on some medication that didn't agree with me. In actuality I later learned that there was no need for any medication at all, but that is another story.
One Friday I was feeling a bit worse for wear, and retired to bed after leaving work around 11am.
As the day wore on I began to feel more and more like death, with a high fever, sick but unable to throw up and so on.
That afternoon my nose started bleeding fairly heavily. It bled almost constantly between friday and monday, and when it did occasionally stop I couldn't resist pulling out the clots and it would inevitably start again. I did try sticking a slim tampon in each nostril, which only resulted in a stomach full of blood.
The torrent of blood coming out of my nose, coupled with the fact that I went an odd shade of baby-poo yellow finally led me to see a doctor, who pointed out that because of a bad reaction to the medication my liver protested, going on strike and refusing to do any work. Hence the jaundice, and low platelet count.
All in all I left work on the friday weighing ~75 kilos, and was measured at 63kg the following monday.
I spent the weekend quite delirious but am told I made it out to the Ministry of Sound tour in Melbourne, and even enjoyed a quantity of beer. I don't remember but I imagine the hangover would have been horrific, and am now inclined to avoid anything that may cause my liver to pack it in in future. Other than the fun stuff...
Length? 12kg in 3 days = 160g an hour lost through my body eating all my muscle to feed the fever.
( , Fri 8 Aug 2008, 11:53, Reply)
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