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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
A guy in our childbirth education class had to run to the bathroom to spew when we watched a live birth video.
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.
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.
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.
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.
**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.