Sparring at karate
I'd done 2 rounds with this guy already, and we were getting a bit knackered... and when you get tired, the control tends to go a bit.

Anyway, he fired off a lovely double combination kick to my head, I avoided the first one and copped the second quite heavily.

"Are you ok?" he says.
"Yeah, fine, carry on" I say whilst waiting for the buzzing in my head to die down.
"No you're not" he says.

I look down, and prompt have blood cloud my right eye, spill all over my suit and pour on the floor. Fuck knows why, but I thought at this point it would be sensible to cup my hands to catch the flow - this was not a good idea, as my mitts promptly overflowed.
The chief instructor wanders over, grabbing a first aid kit. "Are you ok?" he says. "Yes, I'm fine" I rather stupidly say.

"Oh" he says when he looks at it. "It's a Y-shaped cut over your eyebrow, about 2 inches long. Stitches, I think."

Off to A&E then.
I was seen to quite quickly by a lovely nurse, who said "I don't like the look of that, I'm going to get a doctor."

Doctor turns up, starts jabbing me with anaesthetic. Now, the flesh round your eye is pretty thin, so this fucking hurt. "Don't worry" she says "It's the worst bit and I won't have to do it again."

Then she digs around and goes "Hmm. I don't like the look of this. I'm going to get my senior."
Senior doc turns up, has a brief poke. "I don't like the look of this either. I'm going to call a plastic surgeon."

They think my sodding lachrymal gland is poking out now, which does not make me gleeful.
Luckily, the placcy surgeon tells them all is fine, it most likely just a bit of fat poking out.
Of course, the whole process of finding this out took about 20 minutes, and the first doctor now has to re-anaesthetize.

"So the bit that you said was the worst bit and you wouldn't have to do again, you're doing again?"

Length? 6 beautifully done stitches in a bit of my eyebrow you can hardly see.
(JohabMorelli is spenging merrily away, Tue 12 Aug 2008, 16:35, Reply)