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Ever Puked Just From Something You SAW?
Have you ever vomited just from something you saw, independently of other sensations such as smell?
Someone posted a video on their FB page of an at-home cyst removal. Mrs. Homie watched and had to stop before she literally threw up. I've never, in my life, puked just from sight alone. I've seen stuff to make me hurl, but it was always accompanied by sounds and/or smells. Never just from seeing. Have any of you? Here's the video (link broken). I'd say it's SFW (no nudity, some minor foul language), but be warned: it's disgusting. http:/ /www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8fsco3C_Zc Last edited by HeyHomie; 09-03-2009 at 03:09 PM. |
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I almost did, once. It was during that scene in Apollo 13 when the astronaut puked in zero G. I wasn't expecting it, and the sight and the very idea of ralphing with no gravity almost made me sympathy-hurl.
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I nearly threw up the first time I saw a movie of a live birth, at a new parents' class. It convinced me not to be in the delivery room.
Now that I recall, I got the same reaction with a nature movie of a half-born giraffe hanging in mid-air Last edited by Brainiac; 09-03-2009 at 03:32 PM. |
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Huh. I saw a birth video in college and I was surprised at how mundane it was (at least, to me). Blood: check. Goo: check: Screaming and pain: check. Gross enough to make me raise an eyebrow: not even close.
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Yep, all things I saw while working at McDonald’s.
The first was when I was sent out to clean up barf in the lobby. I pushed the mop through it once, saw all the clinging strands of mucus, and I was done. Then there are the many things I saw while cleaning the Playland. If you love your kids, don’t let ‘em go in there. Used bandaids, used diapers, wads of hair and bodily fluids, etc. Dried ketchup on walls, baseboards, dispensers…hell, everywhere. To this day, I take pains to avoid viewing ketchup in any form. Various things covered with maggots. Various things covered with poop. ETA: Technically, none of these things made me puke. Just a little throat-clenching and gagging. Last edited by Dung Beetle; 09-03-2009 at 03:44 PM. |
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Once, long ago, there was a huge fly buzzing around my room. I swatted at it with a rolled up newspaper and smashed it. It had parasites, so instantly the smashed goo was covered with tiny crawling white worms. I didn't throw up, but by the involuntary gagging in my throat, I sure wanted to.
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I am a sympathetic puker. Someone in my vicinity hurls, I follow suit fairly quickly unless I can get out of the area as soon as I see someone making that prehurking movement.
If I am nauseated for illness reasons like a stomach bug, the bathroom gets cleaned ASAP with standard bleach, something about the smell removing/masking the organic bathroom smells seems to stop the hurl reaction almost all the time. The toilet and all its parts get a thorough bleaching to eliminate the organic smells every couple of weeks in addition to the toilet cleaning gel dot from the scrubbing bubbles dudes. |
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When I was a little kid, we had a hierarchy of "ookie stuff"
#1 ookie stuff was something that would make you barf, only if you licked it. Touch, smell, sight, no problem. #2 ookie stuff was ookie enough that touching it, smelling it, or at times, even looking at it would make you barf. #3 ookie stuff was the ultimate. Even knowing it was there was enough to make you queasy, talking about it could make you barf. Talking about someone touching it was a near sure barf inducer. Talking about worse would get you punched in the face. Of course we were young enough that girls were considered #1 ookie all by themselves. Tris Last edited by Triskadecamus; 09-03-2009 at 04:08 PM. |
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Yeah, I was kind of shocked at how gross it wasn't.
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I saw a documentary on native medicine once. An African healer cut lanced a cyst with a sharp rock, then sucked the cyst out with his mouth. Then spit it into his hand for the camera. And grinned.
Me: Gghuurggklgk--splut! |
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And then comes college...
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Seeing? I can get totally squicked out but I won't hurl. I can see glass ass or 2g1c and although it's disgusting, it won't cause the bile to flow.
But once the smell hits? Oh yea then I gotta get out of there because I'm horking up a storm. |
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Excuse me a moBLEARGH! |
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I know I am going to regret this, but... what is that? A simple description will suffice, I don't actually want to see it.
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I'm about 90% sure I've never actually thrown up from being grossed out, even with smell/taste/etc involved. I've felt nautious, and maybe gagged a bit, but I'm pretty sure the only times I've actually puked were due to illness, or eating/drinking something that upset my stomach. |
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Came here just to post that dreaded video that's been going around facebook. The only other time was when I worked for a vet and they lanced a cyst on a cat. I almost fainted.
I'm an avid horror fan, and I have a sick obsession with pictures of accident scenes. Blood, guts, brains, poo, vomit . . . all fine with me. Don't know what it is about cysts, though. I think I'll just go ahead and die if I ever get one on me. |
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Yep. Barf.
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I've seen just about every type of gross-out video that's out there (not every one, just one in every category I can define as disgusting) and none of them have come close to making me puke.
Even if I have the flu, or back in the days when I would drink to the point of being sick, I have a hard time puking. I think I just have a very reslilient trigger for that sort of thing. |
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Yes but it may not totally meet the qualifications you ask for. During a news report of a very violent motorcycle wreck, I recognized the bike involved. It was a custom, so at that moment I knew just who the dead rider they were talking about was - what he looked like, who his family were, what his laugh sounded like. As they were saying "The name is being with-held pending notification of his family" I lost my dinner all over the living room rug.
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SeptemberDay worked as a veterinary technician for about six years. The three main techs all had one particular malady that they just couldn't handle: hers was abcesses, one hated anything to do with the eye, and the third couldn't handle maggots. Fortunately each person's particular squick-inducer wasn't shared by the other two, so they'd swap out rooms as needed.
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You know that "I threw up in my mouth a little" thing? I've had that a few times while working with three-year-olds. And not because of the fact that most of their diapers still needed changing.
Nope. Instead it was always something worse: picture two thick lines of dayglow green snot running down an otherwise adorable face, and before you can get to them with a tissue, a little pink tongue darts out... yeah. Little kids are gross. And before anyone asks, their own tongue (as far up their lips as they could manage), okay? Last edited by elfkin477; 09-04-2009 at 09:16 PM. |
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I did it. I thought it was a mama fly and those were her maggots. But mama flies lay eggs, they don't gestate maggots.
Eurggh. Last edited by Beware of Doug; 09-04-2009 at 10:02 PM. |
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No.
I vomited seemingly endlessly for over a week when I fractured my skull (age 5) and once when I ate too much candy and cake at a birthday party (age 8). I haven't thrown up since then (Now almost 30). I may feel a bit queasy from something gross, like watching childbirth. But, even a stomach flu can't make me puke now. |
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I saw a pic of a horse whose hoof had completely separated from its leg. That did it for me.
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I threw up from watching the opening scene of Trainspotting. I'll sure never go diving in a nasty toilet.
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I've seen a leg infested with maggots. Things I see don't make me throw up.
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Nope. I tend to faint when I'm grossed out as opposed to puke. Pros: easier clean-up. Cons: not if you split open your head.
My friend was describing a foot injury (in detail) to me and wham--I hit the ground. SPOILER:
Another time as a party was dispersing, some friends and I went to In-N-Out. I didn't faint--because I knew I was going to (I'm a seasoned pro)--but I did lay down in the parking lot directly in front of a police officer. SPOILER:
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I'm feeling a little queasy just reading this thread.
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2 girls 1 cup almost made me vomit, but not quite. Just dry heaves. Even thinking about it gives me dry heaves.
Supposedly the most disgusting sound in the world is the sound of vomit hitting a floor or bucket. Any behavior that will increase your risk of contracting an infection is going to be disgusting. Eating feces, eating vomit, pus filled infections, etc. |
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Last month my four year old daughter woke up and vomited all over herself and our bed.
I almost vomited when I saw it. I was heaving heavily. It was the smell that actually did it though. Also on the bed. We had to throw out the entire mattress and pillows that night. |
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I was reading one of the stories on Crime Library when I was pregnant. One of them made me instantly nauseaus and light-headed.
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Well, I'm curious.
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The only time I've seen something and thrown up was when I saw a woman close a car door on her leg with enough force to sever everything but the bone. The foot was dangling in a way that was wholly unnatural and the flesh of her ankle was scrunched down like a sock and it was just nasty. And of course the woman was screaming in pain and totally freaking out, which made it all the worse. I don't think I threw up because of the disgustingness of it, though, I think it was from the adrenaline dump. |
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Not me, but saw it.
A friend's daughter was a HS cheerleader. They were doing a routine during halftime of a b-ball playoff game. The friend's kid was spotting during a toss. The flier came spinning down and caught the kid in the cheek with an elbow. Split her face open, gushing blood. Another cheerleader turned, saw all the blood and promptly puked. Made for quite the impressive halftime show. |
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This one
http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/n..._sharer/1.html but to be fair, I also felt sick when I read this one... http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/s...ish/index.html |
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When I was 10 or 11 I was taken to see Ghandi (the movie....).
That scene where they line up to march forward 3-4 abreast to the sea to make their own salt, and the British soldiers systematically bludgeoned them down, the women dragged them off, and another line came forward, and another, and another. It wasn't that graphic gore-wise, but it was horrible. The pointless violence didn't sit well with me or my stomach, and as it kept repeating it just turned my stomach until I ran up the aisle puking on myself. Only time I can remember puking just from a visual stimulant. |
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That wasn't the salt scene, it was a worksite. But I agree with you as to how horrifying that part was. Those guys just kept stepping up to let themselves be bludgeoned. Martin Sheen's part as a reporter witnessing the debacle was one of the best I've seen him do. The emotion in his voice as he was calling in a report over the phone sounded real.
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Baker- I'm sure you're right. It was current in theatres then, and had to have been around 81-82, and I've never been able to venture back to re-watch the movie since. Am I crazy, or was there not also a scene where a tank/truck was firing a machine gun in to a crowd including women holding babies? All I know was it was the worst violence I had ever seen because I knew that it had really happened to real people in history, and my nausea mounted until I ran out puking on myself.
After growing up on a steady diet of Wonderful World of Disney and the like- seeing people oppressed like that and having their heads staved in and and being shot was too much. Now, 27 yrs later, I can watch and laugh at movies like Saw, but as a somewhat sheltered (in retrospect) child- that was traumatic. Last edited by pantheon; 09-09-2009 at 12:11 PM. |
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Thankfully, my willpower has been able to overcome the inclination so far, but I have gotten pretty close a few times.
Twice from something I was watching; a long-forgotten movie when I was a kid that had me gagging in the bathroom for a bit and terrified to come down and see any more of the movie, and much more recently the Metamorphosis episode of Supernatural. Namely, where SPOILER:
Then, there was the mealworm. This, unfortunately, was real. See, occasionally I will get fresh giant mealworms for my hedgehog. They come alive in a little packet with wood shavings and she finds them to be a delectable treat. One time a while back, the little packet got knocked over onto the floor somehow. Mealworms wriggled for freedom and were later discovered when I went into my room to check on the hedgehog. I rounded them up and returned them to where they belonged. Not too difficult, as my carpet is various shades of light and dark blue and the golden brown wriggly bugs were easy to spot. Except I missed one. It got much father than its brethren and eventually died out far away from the hedgehog cage. Mealworms decay pretty quickly. Maybe it's all the protein? Whatever the cause, I had a more difficult time spotting its curled-up black corpse. When I did, of course, I couldn't leave it be and retrieved some paper towels or something similar and went to pick it up. It was goo in a mealworm shape. Horrible black-green goo. I tried to persevere and clean it up, telling myself 'it's just a mealworm', but within probably 30 seconds of that initial discovery I was gagging in the sink, and continued to dry-heave every time it entered my mind the rest of the night. I am grateful I have never encountered a larger putrid beast that required me to clean it up, and hope that it'll stay that way. |
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When I get cut good enough that there's a lot of blood, I'll throw up and then black out. It's the sight of the blood that does it. I cut my knee pretty bad with a hedge trimmer one time and it felt like a scratch. Someone finally told me to look at my leg and it went from there. It never hurt though. Another friend had a pretty bad accident where he was laying on the ground and couldn't move his legs. Once we noticed the blood coming from a hole in the middle of his back, I threw up.
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