I'm posting them here is my blog as opposed to Facebook because the powers that be at FB are pussified and FB itself is full of pussies who would complain over something as natural as blood. I've had special effects photos removed so I can only imagine the reaction to this amount of real blood.
The story goes like this. Around 2 PM on Monday I was tooling around the lab at work (oddly enough processing blood samples) when all of a sudden my own blood was pouring from my nose. I was surprised as I'd never had a nosebleed in my life but I did not panic. My coworkers rushed over to help me contain the spill before we had a biological incident on our hands. I sat down with lab wipes to catch the spillage as I attempted to pinch it into submission while simultaneously attempting not to swallow more blood than Ed Norton warned me was acceptable in Fight Club. After about 20 mins with no luck on my own, my boss (the good doctor) advised me to lean forward, pinch it hard for five minutes (for this I set a lab timer) then check to see if it had stopped. That did not work. She advised me to do it again for ten minutes and then another ten, neither of which worked. At this point, my nose had been gushing constantly for forty-five minutes and I was feeling light-headed and nauseated. A clot had also formed in my throat attempting to choke me once already. That had to be coughed up and expelled which did wonders for the nosebleed. We called my doctor at the advice of an EMT and my doctor instructed me to go to the emergency room right away. One of my coworkers rushed me straightaway to the hospital. By the time we reached the hospital, my nose had been going for about an hour and had not slowed down in the least. I was feeling even more lightheaded, dizzy and nauseated and had swallowed much more blood than anyone should sans those of a vampiric nature.
I sat in the ER with my nose going for another 1.5 hours including one more murderous clot that when coughed up, made its way back through the nasal passages forcing removal through the nostril. Then I sat for another half hour or so after it finally stopped. When it stopped, I stumbled to the restroom and attempted to clear away some of the blood spatter from the apparent murder scene that was my body and clothing. I then returned to my seat to wait for the doctor.
I was finally called back. The doctor popped in, proceeded to be dismissive as all hell and proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that he hadn't bothered to read my chart beyond the words "nose bleed" with such phrases as, "Soooo this has been going on for about 15-20 mins, right?" and "what happened? Did you get punched?" and "well I'm not familiar with the name of that medication but I'm sure it does [blah, blah...]" (which it does not, BTW). Then he shooed me away. At this point, I was tired, sick, had been in the hospital for 2.5 hours, my blood pressure was severely elevated eliciting this quizzical response, "are you stressed?" and wanted nothing more than to go home to bed. I bled again that night, being awakened by the gusher at 9:30 PM. I got that one to stop in about ten minutes so I just cleaned up and went back to bed.
I am still rather exhausted after taking the day off yesterday and want nothing more than to get more rest now. I do not believe it is blood loss that is keeping me down, rather whatever the impetus of the nose bleed must be the culprit. However it was still a fair amount.
The pictures I am posting below are the culmination of the 25 mins of pinching time I was doing before calling the doctor. During this time, it never stopped once. Then add the amount I swallowed, the amount before I started catching it (20 mins or so into the bleed) and the amount at the hospital.
