Hmmm... Once to have teeth removed, aged about 9/10... thrice when i FUBAR'd my ankle (once due to pain as they were moving me to the ambulance, twice in hospital when they knocked me out to work out how the hell they were gonna fix my ankle)... once getting KO'd when a sailing dinghy that'd capsized righted itself unexpectedly on my head (came to inside the boat, with a 2" cut in the back of my head - fun times!!) and once waking up in a french hospital (I don't remember passing out, but apparently collapsed whilst trying to teach kids how to sail (oops), after being ill, and getting dangerously dehydrated. Apparently I'd been unconscious for nearly two days, and I came to about an hour before my parents arrived at the hospital.
Three times from alcohol - not the kind of deep sleep that a very drunk person descends into, but the paralytic coma that a dangerously drunk person falls into...explains the radiator shaped 2nd degree burn on my upper arm.
Fell down the stairs when I was about 9, I was out for about half an hour but I fell on my neck and did some temporary nerve damage or something. When I "woke up" I felt like I was ON FIRE, and my vision was blurry green...
One time I was so tired I fell asleep. I was out for several hours. When I finally came to, I felt weak but rejuvenated. Luckily it only took about an hour to regain my mental capacities.
I have. It's doesn't really seem that bad to me. There is never any pain when I wake up. I've been knocked out by vehicular accidents and medical drugs a good many times. I despise medical drugs. I always wake up being so thirsty.
So have you? What's the story behind it?
My story.
I was on a snowmobile. Going down a huge mountain about at about 70 mph...Russians right behind me, helicopters shooting...I hit a huge gap, but was shot in midair. I then crawled to the escape helicopter.
Okay fine. I hit a big snowbank and fell of the snowmobile while it hit a tree. The snowmobile is obliterated into a thousand pieces, and I broke my shoulder. But it makes a good story.
ALMOST, i think i lost it for a few seconds, it was at the dentists. This is a horrific story so if you dont like dentists dont read it. Basically i had 4 adult teeth pulled, the first 3 went fine but the last one for some reason refused to be affected by the anasthetic. We treid 4 needles and 3 different types but i could still partially feel the tooth. In the end i made him pull it anyway, i might remind you that at this time i had 3 gaping holes in my jaw and blood was pouring out. I think i passed out in the car cus i dont remember little bits of the journy home, my parents drove me. Throwing up your own blood is also a bad expierence which i enjoyed when i managed to reach the bathroom. HURAH.
I faint all the time, because I'm so clumsy and have a laughably low pain threshold.
I once knocked myself out on a wall, not by banging my head against it, oh no, that would be reasonable. I hit my hand and fainted. Woke up with a huge friction burn on my arm, so I assume I had some sort of mini fit as well.
The scariest time was when I had a mini asthma attack attempting the bleep test. I couldn't breathe, and last thing I remember was my PE teacher asking 'how many of you think you could have done some more?' The sad thing about that is that I didn't even make it to 5 on the test.
Lame.
Only for medical procedures, more often than I'd like to admit... half my childhood was spend in hospitals. The bright side is though that I've pretty much never gotten ill again since I was about 15.
alright, here we go:
first time was getting my wisdom teeth out.
second time: got up, was feeling groggy, got a glass of water, felt a pain in like the bottom of my ribs and about half a minute later i find myself on the ground with my dad and aunt and uncle around me making sure i wasn't having a seizure. i was fine, but it kinda freaked me out.
The only time I have ever lost consciousness involuntarily, I was in line at a burger and hot-dog joint at the beach with some friends. We had woken up to go get breakfast (which was actually lunch after a late night of partying), a friend riding with me to get the vittles.
Well, I'm standing there in line, like a pimp do, when I noticed my shoe was untied. Not one to let my rep slip over a slipped knot, I proceeded to bend down to re-tie it, pimp style.
The immediate next thing I know, is that I'm lying on the floor somehow, and I'm looking up at a bunch of extremely worried and excited strangers and my worried and excited friend. One person is on the phone, and tells me not to move, the ambulance will be here soon.
Now, as I am quite gangster, I was fearful that I had been pierced by a stray round via a drive-by, and had passed out from the impact. I quickly dismissed this totally probable scenario, as I felt no pain whatsoever. I wasn't even woozy or anything.
I wanted to stand up, but again, the gentleman and fellow pimp who was manning the line to the proper authorities requested I stay prone.
I shrugged, and waited until the ambulance came to take me away. Sadly, it was not a pimped out ambulance, but the rims were very shiny, so I deemed it worthy of emergency pimp transport.
At the hospital (which I was surprised to find not only catered to pimp, but non-pimps and hoes as well), the doctors told me what had out pimped my pimpin' pimpness.
Wanna know what felled me? What felled the mighty King Pimp of the Pimpbox?
A lack of 'naners. Well, potassium to be more precise. They gave me a bowl of vegetable soup with some crackers and sent me home with instructions to eat more 'naners.
One time I was so tired I fell asleep. I was out for several hours. When I finally came to, I felt weak but rejuvenated. Luckily it only took about an hour to regain my mental capacities.
Wow, that's so eerie! Exactly the same thing I was going to say!!
On a side note...
I've never, ever passed out. Not once. I've drunk a lot more than the fools showing off in these forums, and I bet you they haven't even passed out. I'm pretty sure they're just talking about falling asleep while drunk(and who hasn't done that?) and not actually passing out.
I've been close to being knocked-out, I remember being out of it, not really being able to stay on my feet. I was bleeding from both eyebrows the following day, and walking around with two big bruises on my temples for a week afterwards. It was a fight with a mate, and it was in good fun even though I got my ass handed to me.
At BJJ a guy was choking me with my gi, I was ok though and thought I could get an arm bar on his locked arm. When I shifted my hips to put the arm bar on it tightened the choke.
The next thing I knew I was waking up on the mats.
I don't count that as violence though. I could have tapped at any time.
I've felt pretty faint from getting out of bed or jumping out of a warm bath to quickly, i've never outright lost conciousness though- unless you count sleeping.
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