I thought we could have a thread, were we could reveal our stories of revolting happenings which have happend to you.

So, I'll start us off:

Well, earlier this year, I was in hospital. I had a blockage in my intestine and so everything that would of gone through my intestine and out of my backside couldn't get out that way. Consequently, I began throwing up. Just normal sick at first. But after throwing up, almost non-stop, for just under a day, I began throwing up what would have been poo. It was a brown liquid. And it smelt revolting; sickly you could say. This wouldn't have been so bad but, as I was in hospital, they had to keep a record of how much I had thrown up. Consequently I had to throw up into small cardboard tubs called 'kidney dishes'. the smell being so bad, I would go through several 'kidney dishes' each time I threw up. Eventually, I had thrown up everything in my bowels. At which point I began throwing up the acid created by your stomach which burnt my throat and lips but that's a different story...

Now it's your turn. Beat that. :D [img]tongue.gif[/img]

[ 01-05-2005, 09:45 AM: Message edited by: Blunderbuss ]

*Stares with a blank expression, puts her plate down and pushes it away, smiling very slightly*


--Kestrel--

... [img]graemlins/jawdrop.gif[/img]


I don't want to... in fact, I'm not touching this thread again...

Nope, you are correct, can't beat that!

Do you have Chron's Disease Blunderbuss? Or was it just one of those things that just happened? And if so (it just happened), what caused it? Just would like to know, so I can take precautions so I never EVER have to experience it!

Jesus, there goes that Subway footlong I had for lunch. That's $5.95 you owe me, Blunderbutt. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

No, I haven't got any disease. I had appendicitus. (I'm 15 so it's quite common at around this age) After recovering from the operation for that, (4 weeks in hospital) I was fine for a while until the blockage happend. An appendictus operation always leaves a chance for a blockage in the future. And my appendicitus was really bad (hence the long time in hospital), so bad in fact that technically I should have been dead. But lets not dwell on that. Back on topic: because they had to mess with the intestine during the appendicitus operation, there was the chance of an adhesion, where upon the walls of the intestine get stuck together. A couple of months later this happend and so caused the blockage. This, in turn, led to my second ever operation in the space of a few months. It was awful: the worst year of my life but at least I have a hefty scar to show off. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

I had to click; I just had to click.. right in the middle of scambled eggs with ketchup. [img]smile.gif[/img]

Oh I see Blunderbuss. I've never had appendicitis before, heard of others who have, but never knew about the blockage thing. Learn something every day! Either way, I'm glad you are OK now, sounds terrible. :(

[img]graemlins/1puke.gif[/img] WOW that reminded me about that one episode of southpark

[ 01-04-2005, 07:11 PM: Message edited by: Blind_Prophet ]

umm, gross, I am not gonna say anything that could be worse. because I just do not want to puke.

umm, StormyMystic, I seem to remember several posts of yours in the past re sores or bites of some kind on yourself, and lice infestations in the house, was gross too LOL.

I have matured since then [img]tongue.gif[/img]

I was so hungry once, I ripped off my legs, and chewed on them for FIVE days, and when I was full, I sewed them back on. I am now 3 inches shorter. :D


Not! [img]smile.gif[/img]

Don't really have anything gross... Hmm. Had an ingrown toenail on my big toe, and the side of it was turning purple. When my Wife said it'll cost $400 for a Doctor to pull it out, I said.. well, I Said something, and decided to cut it out myself. It's actually really easy if you can stand the pain--which I can now, and took my swiss army knife's sissors and cut down in half in to the quik of the nail, and yanked out the smaller half with the ingrown part. INSTANT relief. ;) Not a big deal though, throwing up is NO fun. I always feel like I can't catch a breath after I do it--which is rare indeed!

Hmmm... I can't match anything so far, but when I got my wisdom teeth yanked (all four at once), I discovered that my wife can't really stand the sight of blood. I was home recovering the day of the yanking, cotton swabs shoved into my mouth, when I needed to go to the bathroom. On my way there, I looked down for some reason, and a bunch of blood that had pooled in my mouth just dripped out. Fortunately, it was on the tile floor...

Guess who had to clean it up? [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

Me, that's right. :( Four teeth gone, blood loss, coming off of general anesthesia, and I gotta figure out how to get down to the floor to clean it up without looking and spilling some more [img]smile.gif[/img]

Damn it, I just spit coffee all over my desk Arledrian!
I don't have anything as good as "Iron-man Dan" hacking his own toenail off, but once, many years ago, I broke my little finger between the first and second knuckles at a job site. My supervisor, who I disliked considerably, drove me to the hospital to have it set. Prior to taking x-rays, the nurse gave me several shots of novocaine, which completely numbed my finger and most of my hand.
My supervisor was hanging about being a general nuisance and making sure that I didn't cheat on my L&I claim, and he mentioned that he couldn't stand the sight of blood or damaged body parts.
So I told him "Look at this" and proceeded to bend my little finger backwards and then sideways at the break point, and generally wiggle it about. He threw up several times, turned white as a sheet and nearly passed out. It was a beautiful thing.

Glad I didn't have anything to drink over here! Between Arledrian and Absynthe, I'd have a major clean-up job ahead of me... :D

*edit* That did remind me, however... years ago, I worked as a lifeguard at an indoor water slide. I eventually discovered that the assistant manager couldn't stand the sight of blood (seems to be a pattern here...) when one pre-teen customer slipped on the cement stairs and gashed her shin just below her knee. I bandaged it up as much as one could, but I could see things in the cut that I'd never seen before -- I suspected a tendon or something like that was cut, but I knew even less about the musculoskeletal system. As the family was leaving, I advised the girl's father to take her to the ER, because it looked like a really deep and nasty cut.

The gross part? The blood, I guess, and the sight of part of the human body I'd never seen before (nor since).

[ 01-05-2005, 12:56 AM: Message edited by: Bungleau ]

Okey I have one story... Nothing comparable to throwing up feces... but I'm hungry right now, won't be able to eat for awhile and have to get rid of that appetite... [img]smile.gif[/img]

Anyway, few years ago I lived alone in a small appartment, I had a really old fridge that had the wonderful feature of not working unless there was nothing in it.
Anyway, one night I woke up and wa very thirsty, remembered I had a bottle of milk in the fridge, walked very sleeply into the kitchen, opened the fridge, took up the bottle, looked at it, it was one day past it's expiration date... ah heck, I thought through my sleep induced haze... and took several LARGE zips from the bottle, on the 3rd zip I noticed a strange taste... and that the milk had some strange texture... and were awful!
Sure enough I spit what I had in my mouth into the sink and the damn milk was thick and simply disgusting... and I had drank about1/4th of the bottle... I almost threw up but somehow managed to keep it down. Not sure why I didn't, probably would have been better. Drank some water to get the taste out of my mouth and went back to bed. From this day I ALWAYS drink out of a glass... [img]smile.gif[/img]

[ 01-05-2005, 02:30 AM: Message edited by: Jorath Calar ]

This is a great thread! Great stories so far :D I especially like yours, Absynthe. That's giving him the finger alright [img]smile.gif[/img]

I think I have a couple of them. Most recent is the following:
I was playing field hockey with two friends of mine, and because the artificial grass field was occupied by some high school gym class, we decided to test our skills on the grass just next to the artificial field. At some point I was in possession of the ball and tried to bypass one of my friends. Totally focussed on the ball bumping along the grass, I forgot to look up, and at the moment I did **BAM**, I hit a lamp post and fell back on the ground. I wasn't overly dizzy, didn't feel sick, and even remember thinking "That will be a big bump on my head". I got up, ready to play again, but rubbed the painful spot on my head, and when I took my hand down it was covered in blood, and blood was coming down across my face. We decided it was best to visit the hospital to get me sown up. The headache I had the following day was agonizing, I really hope I won't get one of those again.

Once at a beach here in Gib, my friends of I were diving off this rock in the water...into the water.

It's fairly chunky as far as beach embedded rocks go, if I had to guess how big, I'd say about 12 metres high.

So anyhow we're jumping off it, no problems. I decide to do an Angel Dive (where you just hurl yourself over the edge with your arms swung back like lil' angel wings [img]tongue.gif[/img] ) well I hit the water and glide down fairly quickly in the water, and I suddenly notice a jolt of pain run through my chest.

I swim to the shore so I can stand up look at my chest and see that it's covered in blood.

My friend's start exclaiming "OMG, are you ok?"

I had "scratches" all over the front part of my body from my chest to my stomach. There were about 12 massive lines running down my chest. The water served to amplify the effect of blood running down my body. I looked like a Zombie. :D

It hurt like a mofo, so I decided to head home, where I proceeded to nearly give my mother a heart attack. :D

You should have seen the funny looks I was getting on the bus home. My friend's kept expecting my organs to fall out. :D

Apparently there had been a barnacle ridden rock underneath the water we were diving towards...

Ah well...I'm an idiot, and I've a got a (genuinely) tiny scar on my chest to prove it. :D

As a kid, I would puke and crap my pants at the same time because of the pressure. I could still do it, but now I have to clean it up myself. Aaaah, I miss the good 'ol days :D

I forgot to mention, though it's not particularly revolting, that when you keep throwing up in hospital, they put a tube up your nose and down into your stomach, while you're still fully awake. And because I couldn't stop throwing up, they put this massive tube up my nose. I mean really big. When they're pushing it down your throat, you cough and splutter and generally wonder what you could have possibly done in order to deserve this. Once it is in, however, it is normally no problem until they come to take it out. This particular tube, after almost choking me (not a good thing to happen when every movement presents the risk of making you throw up), then had to be stuck to the top of my nose so I could still breathe. Unfortuantely, the top of my nose couldn't naturally fit the tube in, and so it caused me pain for the whole week it was in.

I don't know if any of you have had one of these tubes in before, but for the first day after it is put in, it is very uncomfortable. After that, you don't really notice it unless you try to talk. In fact, talking is made quite painful, and so I began to just write anything down that I needed to say. When it was eventually came out, it also dragged out the largest amount of snot I've ever seen. Not pleasant.

Well, as I'm in hospital story-telling mode: the first time, out of two, I was in , I had to go without drink or water for about three weeks (water was given to me through a drip). Anyway, if you don't drink for this long, you'll find your tongue goes quite crusty and furry making it almost impossible to bend. Not nice. Also, as I'd been lying in bed for about a month and a half. I couldn't walk and so I had to be given walking lessons every day.

Luckily, this happend at the end of the school year and so I didn't miss anything important, though I did miss most of my summer.

Anyway, that's enough rambling from me...

[ 01-05-2005, 06:59 AM: Message edited by: Blunderbuss ]

Well when I had my appendicitus at the age of 12 (I think) I was playing football when it all started and then I just started being sick. I think nearly 40 times that day. So the next day I had to go into hospital and did tests etc. and confirmed it was an appendicitus (it was quite funny, the first doctor saying it wasn't classic signs of an appendicitus ((he could barely speak English and I didn't have a clue what he was asking me, so I just kept nodding)) and then the second Scottish doctor saying it was classic signs of an appendicitus, right infront of the first doctor)

Luckily for me I had no after effects even though I got a knock in the stomach only about a week and a half after the operation.

So how long were you in hostpital for?

I once did nearly the same thing. My ingrown toe-nail was going brown, and starting to peel of from the bottom upwards, so in the end I just yanked it off. It was a bit sore, because I only had 1/2 to 3/4 of a toe-nail for a bit, but it grew back.

I was in hospital for about four weeks. But my appendicitus was really bad

Well back in the days of playing hide and seek etc. (when I was 10 I think) I was at a mates house and we were playing. It was a nice night, and about 10pm. I was "it" and it was hide and seek tig, so I was running after one of the others when I slipped on their newly tarred road, there just had to be a big stone there. It went right up through my knee about 11cm. I looked down and nearly fainted, because it was totally gushing with blood. The worst thing was, being on my knee meant that if I moved it it was even worse. So I got carried inside and my mates mum is a nurse, she told me I'd need it stitched. My dad (a vet) came and picked me up at about 11, and I had a couple of towels to catch the bleeding (which got totally covered in blood and were actually red.)

Being a vet he offered to stitch it up himself, but I didn't fancy it much and so he took me to hostpital. By the time I got their and got seen it was 1am and it was still bleeding, at which point they said the couldn't operate because they were short staffed. Which meant a night in hospital. Got it all fixed up the next day and I have a nice scar to recall it all.

Oh, and when I went for to get my appendix out I wasn't allowed to eat for 3 days (no where near as bad as your 3 weeks blunderbuss) and my weight dropped to 3stone or thereabouts. (at the age of 12)

Well, I'm finished now :D

Oh my! Don't have anything anywhere near the stories already told here! Blunderbuss, I think you win the award for worst results of a surgery and hospital stay! [img]graemlins/wow.gif[/img] (LOL, just realized this smiley is called 'holy crap!' haha...how ..err. well appropriate!) :D

My worst is definitely lightweight compared to the rest of your posts! I do get a little green remembering how the dentist had to use a 'mosquito' instrument (kind of a corkscrew thing) to drill into my jawbone to break up a wisdom tooth. I was on 'laughing gas' but still could hear it grinding. Was weird to feel so diassociated from things but know that he was grinding up tooth and bone... [img]graemlins/confused5.gif[/img]

Still no contender, but there was the time when one of my cats was a wee little kitten and had a cold. She'd been projectile sneezing (yes, it's not common but they do and she had some whopping big kitty boogers! LOL) and after she produced a rather large specimen, she walked over and ate it! [img]graemlins/saywhat.gif[/img] Must say that had me gagging for a few minutes.

Projectile sneezing? Egads, Cloudy... now I trust cats even less [img]smile.gif[/img]

I'm starting to think this thread needs some kind of warning label on it... do not read while eating (or wanting to)... :D

Your wish is my command. :D

awww man :( Too late Blunderbuss [img]tongue.gif[/img]
I gots spagetti on me now [img]tongue.gif[/img] :D

She was such a tiny, dainty little kitten, too! :D Thankfully, her upper respiratory infection didn't last too long. I could also add the story of the time I warned my housemate that the kitten was projectile sneezing and the roomie laughed at the idea. Right after that she walked into my study as the cat was sitting up on a storage chest, sneezing, and didn't duck....she got a huge deposit right in the middle of her tee shirt. The look on her face was priceless and I must sheepishly admit that instead of rushing to her aid with a tissue, I sat and laughed til my sides hurt. [img]graemlins/laugh2.gif[/img]

[ 01-05-2005, 10:03 AM: Message edited by: Cloudbringer ]

ROTFLMAO! I think that's one of the more classic "I told you so's" that I've ever heard!

Hmmm... maybe there's an invention waiting here... the kitty sneeze guard! A small contraption that sits on kitty's head with a plexiglass shield to catch all the *ahem* stray projectiles. Made of that anti-bacterial plastic so it's healthier in the long run.

Now, to figure out a way to keep it on kitty's head... rubber bands? velcro? better stop now... the other solutions I'm thinking of are getting messy :D

*edit* And thanks, Blunderbuss, for helping ensure that innocent women and children can avoid this thread during mealtimes. 'Course, that assumes we have some innocent women and children on the board, but never mind that... [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

[ 01-05-2005, 10:22 AM: Message edited by: Bungleau ]

Yes, now that Blunderbuss fixed the title.. LOL...maybe some folks will avoid eating or drinking and messing up their keyboards when reading this thread! :D

Bungleau: [img]graemlins/heee.gif[/img] Kitty sneeze guard...HAHAHAHAHHAA! Yah, that'd last about two seconds on any self-respecting cat. [img]graemlins/kittynow.gif[/img]

Here's one! My Cousin when younger would light his farts, and one time he had, um.. a large one, and it burned a hole through his pants and burned his ass. I fell down laughing! He didn't do it after that I think. lol.

Oh, and the flame shot like 2 feet into the air! Looked like a damn atomic bomb! :D

[ 01-05-2005, 12:04 PM: Message edited by: Ziroc ]

<font face="Verdana" size="3" color="#00FF00">Once I ate an entire blueberry pie myself.

:D

It is amazing how a pie can cover the entire floor of the room I was sleeping in with thick orange puke with blueberries floating on top.

My Mom spent most of the night cleaning it up and puking as well.

Suffice to say I can no longer eat blueberry pie without getting the urge to puke.</font>

[ 01-05-2005, 12:29 PM: Message edited by: pritchke ]

That's happend to me as well. I ate some scampi, the first time I'd ever eaten it, and I threw up several times a few hours later. Since then, I've never eaten scampi again and every time I see it I feel the urge to throw up. I don't think the scampi had anything to do with me being sick but I've always associated them together ever since it happend.

Vommiting rules, just make sure you protect your teeth :D

Amateurs! I could tell a couple that would freeze your blood. Like the time a load of scrap metal fell on the hitchhiker ...

I do believe that ER doctors have an unfair advantage, Attalus... :D

Well? Out with it man, out with it! I've been preheating bags of plasma all day in anticipation...

I am half tempted to post my horror story of surgery, but I think my husband would prefer I not remind him of that time......if any really want to hear it, I will post it, lol.