Bleeding
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I faint. Seriously. If I start bleeding in big quantities like from a knife cut or something, I start feeling lightheaded and faint. Because of this I now have a phobia about getting bloodtests which is fricking annoying. I can also get lightheaded if people TALK about blood since this started. Fake blood like in movies and games are fine - it hardly ever looks realistic - but if there's a documentary and people are bleeding and stuff, or they're taking a blood test? I can't watch it for long.
Weirdly enough though I have no problems - beyond feeling annoyed and inconvenienced - with my period. I deal with that just fine, cursing it the whole time...
Oh not AGAIN.
I cut myself so often, I start getting tired of seeing my own blood.
Yeah THANK YOU. I KNOW I HAVE BLOOD! STOP PROVING IT EVERY DAY!
And if not it's not cut, it's stubbed, or bruised,or fallen, or fucked up. *sighs*
I cut myself so often, I start getting tired of seeing my own blood.
Yeah THANK YOU. I KNOW I HAVE BLOOD! STOP PROVING IT EVERY DAY!
And if not it's not cut, it's stubbed, or bruised,or fallen, or fucked up. *sighs*
No reaction, really, I'm so used to it. Or maybe a sigh and then I'd reach for a tissue or something to put on the wound and then I'll forget about it.
When I was 11 I got into a fight with my 14 year old sister. She slammed a door in my face full of glass windows, i put my hands up to stop it before it smashed my toes and my hand wound up smashing through a window cutting my wrist. I started to bleed drops on the floor thinking, "damn...im bleeding". While my older sister started freaking out in hysterics crying and becoming uncontrollable. So i held my wrist up and began to calm her down trying to instruct her getting my things to help stop the bleeding and getting a neighbor to drive me to the hospital.
Yea, it never bothered me that much. Now I go hunting and have torn through the stomachs and guts of deer to hollow out the carcass.
Yea, it never bothered me that much. Now I go hunting and have torn through the stomachs and guts of deer to hollow out the carcass.
I can deal with my own blood in small and large quantities, when it comes to blood from another person it depends.
Did the person get hurt in my attendance? Small quantities? Fine. Large quantities? Ugh...duuude...
I can't deal with anything regarding the eye, though. Rolling back the eyeballs so you can only see the white stuff? Don't do that please. Contacts? I'd rather be blind than having to put those things in. Someone is able to touch their eyeball? Get the fish away from me!
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Did the person get hurt in my attendance? Small quantities? Fine. Large quantities? Ugh...duuude...
I can't deal with anything regarding the eye, though. Rolling back the eyeballs so you can only see the white stuff? Don't do that please. Contacts? I'd rather be blind than having to put those things in. Someone is able to touch their eyeball? Get the fish away from me!
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Just found an upshot of dentists... cocaine!farscythe said:
OT: I need to stop myself from grinning maniacally!
when i get bored... like... REALLY bored... i find a old knife we got lying around which ive been sharping for years... so.. i cut my own arm.. dont ask me why... just makes me more acceptable to knifes and gives me a reality check(a tad wierd i know) also makes me never fear knifes...and no i dont slit my writs i dont wanna take my own life.. not going for veins, just getting to know the feeling of a knife 
but the scars afterwards leave little blood... its just blood.. its meh. You kinda have to work with it after taking shitloads of extended first aid classes in the military where they have quite realistic makeup.
but the scars afterwards leave little blood... its just blood.. its meh. You kinda have to work with it after taking shitloads of extended first aid classes in the military where they have quite realistic makeup.
I'm the same way, just about. Not too sure, as it's been about five or six years since I actually sustained any substantial bleeding injury. But I nearly cut off an entire section of skin at the base of my thumb while doing the dishes one day (five or six years ago) and about a minute later I had to be lowered back into a chair so I didn't collapse onto the floor. I've only really fainted once, but it wasn't blood-related, just er. . . pain related.trollnystan said:
Slightly more OT: I don't mind blood too much anymore, in small quantities. I know I would never be able to handle being a surgeon though, because blood and organs and everything combined makes me extremely uncomfortable and woozy. But cuts and other small injuries don't bother me too much as long as I know they aren't and won't become serious.
I nearly passed out a few times on the way to the freezer for ice when I sliced my thumb open, and that was the worst I'd been injured that way. Bruises aren't too bad, considering how easily I get them, but having blood gushing and a hole that can be looked into is a bit more than I can handle.
I look at it two ways: one, that it's simply an injury that will heal, and I'll be totally fine; and two, that it is my life essence, the substance that keeps me alive, the fluid of my very essence, literally leaking out of me, forever. Viewing it the first way, it's nothing, never think about it twice; but after the fact, I tend to get sentimental and existential, if I let myself, and it just feels weird, I guess. . .
I view it as a good way for my body to get rid of old blood, and make new blood. Like opening a window to get some fresh air.
When i bleed, i like to watch it dribble out and drop onto the floor. It fascinates me that this red stuff is keeping me moving, breathing even at helps out when my brain is in use.
I have much the opposite reaction.
If I see a small amount of blood, I wince. I hate seeing people with papercuts or small cuts from kitchen accidents.
But when I see a large amount of blood, that sort of empathic emotional response more or less disappears and I go into Stone-Cold Action Mode.
I think my brain differentiates between small non-problems where it's safe to feel uncomfortable and bigger potentially threatening problems where discomfort could cause serious harm to myself or others.
If I see a small amount of blood, I wince. I hate seeing people with papercuts or small cuts from kitchen accidents.
But when I see a large amount of blood, that sort of empathic emotional response more or less disappears and I go into Stone-Cold Action Mode.
I think my brain differentiates between small non-problems where it's safe to feel uncomfortable and bigger potentially threatening problems where discomfort could cause serious harm to myself or others.
I don't know, I just sort of say to myself 'Oh great, hurry up and stop bleeding so I can get on with my day'.
If it really hurts I don't even yelp out loud, I do it silently.
I recently cut my foot up by kicking the wall with steel toe caps on, and the edges of the steel cut one side of my foot causing a little gash, and the other side crushed my little toe, (and now my toe nail is about ready to fall off).
Anyway the blood came pouring out, soaking my entire sock and actually leaking out of my boot causing a blood puddle on the floor. I just sort of sat there waiting for it to stop bleeding a bit so I could get back to work.
[sub]Silly me huh?[/sub]
If it really hurts I don't even yelp out loud, I do it silently.
I recently cut my foot up by kicking the wall with steel toe caps on, and the edges of the steel cut one side of my foot causing a little gash, and the other side crushed my little toe, (and now my toe nail is about ready to fall off).
Anyway the blood came pouring out, soaking my entire sock and actually leaking out of my boot causing a blood puddle on the floor. I just sort of sat there waiting for it to stop bleeding a bit so I could get back to work.
[sub]Silly me huh?[/sub]