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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Mega supa big nose bleeds
This must have been about 5 years ago, which would have made me 15. I've never had particularly good luck with nosebleeds in particular, and combined with the 15 year-old compulsion to pick whenever possible, I found myself on the bog at school, merrily cleaving away at my nose, and unplugged something up there. Nose started to bleed copiously, almost a full-on stream coming out my nose. Now the normal procedure at this point is tissue, ball it up, and ram it up your nostril towards your brain. But I'd gotten a fair bit of blood on the floor already, and I was skiving off from a lesson in no hurry to get back. So I decided to see just how big a puddle I could make.
Turns out, very. By the time I had dried up, the puddle on the floor was too big to step over to get to the door. As I got to my feet, I slipped on the blood/lino combination and landed directly in it. I spent the rest of the day looking like I'd been stabbed, and the toilet spent the rest of the day looking like someone had been stabbed.
Hmm.
( , Fri 8 Aug 2008, 11:59, Reply)
This must have been about 5 years ago, which would have made me 15. I've never had particularly good luck with nosebleeds in particular, and combined with the 15 year-old compulsion to pick whenever possible, I found myself on the bog at school, merrily cleaving away at my nose, and unplugged something up there. Nose started to bleed copiously, almost a full-on stream coming out my nose. Now the normal procedure at this point is tissue, ball it up, and ram it up your nostril towards your brain. But I'd gotten a fair bit of blood on the floor already, and I was skiving off from a lesson in no hurry to get back. So I decided to see just how big a puddle I could make.
Turns out, very. By the time I had dried up, the puddle on the floor was too big to step over to get to the door. As I got to my feet, I slipped on the blood/lino combination and landed directly in it. I spent the rest of the day looking like I'd been stabbed, and the toilet spent the rest of the day looking like someone had been stabbed.
Hmm.
( , Fri 8 Aug 2008, 11:59, Reply)
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