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Sex-Induced Brain Fart
Scariest moment of my life involved having a sub-arachnoid haemorrhage whilst shagging my wife in the bath. Took 6 weeks to recover (including having a titanium clothes peg fitted to the leaky vessel in my brain) before I could get back to work.

That in itself wasn't the scariest moment - at the time I thought it might be my first migraine. One doctor at A&E said it might be a sex-headache (whilst I was thrashing around in agony on a gurney). No, the scariest part was just after I was taken for a CT scan and told very apologetically that I'd had a bleed on the brain - that particular doc made it sound like I had hours left to live. Happily I was in one of those easy-bottular-access gowns so no shitty pants for me.
Then another medico turned up, this time armed with some facts and a bedside-manner, and I wasn't quite so scared any more.

Funniest part was during my last angiogram (sort of a gold-standard brain x-ray) The consultant asked me for the umpteenth time how my SAH was triggered - I told him, unabashed. He replied, equally unabashed - "Well Mr O, you appear to be absolutely fine now. In future, if you must have sex in the bath, please go on top".
(Thu 5th Apr 2012, 17:56, More)