My husband bit his tongue one day, which resulted in a giant blood clot just under the surface of the tongue membrane. He wasn’t sure whether it was worthy of a trip to the ER, so he showed it to me.
“Ew!” I said, and took him to the ER to let them decide what to do about it.
“Ew!” said the first doctor to look at it.
“That’s nasty,” said the second one.
Fortunately it turned out to be a minor thing and the whole thing healed quickly.
One thing I have to say, 58 years of wearing glasses (followed by 4 years post-cataract surgery) may have resulted in my not instinctively protecting my eyes the way I should. I mean, that wouldn’t have prevented what happened this time, but I know from doing yardwork that I’m occasionally surprised when something flying at my face doesn’t bounce away.
That’s quite the adventure! Another oddness that occurs to me is that no one subject to epileptic seizures should be driving. It’s usually a disqualifying condition for a license.
In Arkansas, it is self reporting if you’re seizure prone in regards to driving lisc.
I should not drive for several reasons yet I have a valid lisc.
Having worked in an ER for almost two decades, I think this story unlikely, for many reasons. Still, se non è vero, è ben trovato
When I was a teen, I came home from school one day and decided to make brownies. I popped the pan in the oven then went to the living room to loudly play some records. (This was during the Dark Ages when people had stereos.) I got engrossed in the music and forgot about the brownies. Suddenly smelling them and worried they might be burning I ran back to the kitchen. On the way I somehow tripped and fell headlong into the door frame which ripped my forehead wide open. I went to the bathroom to grab a towel for my head, catching a glance in the mirror of my own skull peeking out. I would have freaked out but my little sister came home from school just then and I didn’t want to freak her out. I called Mom at work and she took me to the ER. I heard her gasp when they took the towel away from my head. Sixty stitches later and everthing was back where it belonged.
I’ve still got a scar decades later but it’s not real noticeable. I really don’t care though because my skull is still on the inside.
But what happened to the brownies???
When I had plastic surgery to fix my face after a car wreck the surgeon asked me if I wanted him fix my big forehead scar from my cousin hitting me with a baseball bat.
I decided no it was not important. It’s faded a bunch over the years anyway. Alas I still have facial scars. I’ll always have.
I had a freak, ER-bound accident today.
At 5 AM, I had a dream in which I was doing something kinetic— jumping? dancing? running? (It wasn’t sexual). Anyway, in real life I sprung up and to the side, hitting my head on the side-table as my body fell, half in bed and half onto the floor.
As others have noted, face/head cuts can bleed a lot. This one required eight stitches plus some glue at another spot. It’s between my temple and forehead above an eyebrow.
I’m grateful it wasn’t my eye; and that, despite the crunching sound I swear I heard (maybe that was still in my dream), no bones were broken (as the first CT scan in my life confirmed); that I live so close to a world-class hospital; that I can get away with not working for the next several days (not true most of the year), nor any fun or travel plans to cancel; and that Mrs. Map is so skilled and kind (she hates carpet stains, but she is taking this in stride).
I have the odd feeling that someone else did this to me. With a slip on the sidewalk, or a car crash, or whatever, it might not be your fault, but they’re always that feeling of “if only I had…,” or “how could I be so stupid or careless…”. But in this case, I feel like I couldn’t have done anything differently. Our sleeping/dreaming persona is simply “not me.” The other JKellyMap attacked me, plain and simple!
I just did a little research. I’m probably fine, but I will ask my doctor about this. It’s the second time I’ve fallen out of bed while acting out a dream; the first time was about four months ago (no injury that time).
(I posted this mainly in case the info can help someone else).