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Uben Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:11 PM
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It just got outta hand
My wife's best friend called and told of her dillema last evening. HEr husband was in the club house after playing a round of golf yesterday and his nose began bleeding. When he came home, they tried ice, pressure, everything you're supposed to do to stop a nose-bleed....it was still gushing. They were in the kitchen, which is where they entered the house, and it has a tile floor, so he just let it drip on the floor while she was fixing the icepack and stuff. An hour passed and the nose was still gushing so they decided to go to the hospital ER. There was a god awful bloody mess on the kitchen floor, and it looked like someone had been murdered or something, but she would clean the mess when they got back. So, out the door and off to the hospital. In the ER, they packed his nose and sent him on his way. Crisis over.........NOT!

Apparently, as they were leaving the house, they had tripped the alarm system, but everything was so chaotic they didn't notice. Well, the alarm company sends a guy out to check the house while they're at the hospital, and what does he find? An unlocked door and a bloody kitchen, and alarm blaring!
He calls the cops, they see the blood.....GAME ON! SO, right about this time, they return home from the hospital to find several police cars in front of their home and cops all in their house! Imagine trying to explain that one! Ha!

Once they told their story it satisfied the cops, they left. The nose packing broke loose...gushing again, back to the ER for another packing. It actually took one last trip to the ER at 3:00 AM before it finally stopped!

This sounds like the kinda shit that happens to me. I'm glad to see ot happens to others, too.

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Angry Dragon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:17 PM
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1. I worked with a person, male about 24-25
He had a nose bleed that would not stop some times
one day he did not come into work.
It was found out he had a brain tumor right behind his nose
He was dead within a year

Just a heads up..........
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Uben Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:26 PM
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4. They actually mentioned that in the ER
He is seeing an ear, Nose, Throat specialist monday. He is in his late sixties.
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Uben Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 09:30 PM
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9. My wife had that happen this summer......
...unstoppable nose bleed. It went on for hours, so finally, I asked her to take her blood pressure (parents got us a monitor for Christmas a few years ago). Her BP was very high. Since neither of us had ever had any pressure issues, we didn't know what "bad" was, so I looked it up on the internet. It said "go to ER immediately". Well, she didn't and it subsided soon afterwards. This was in the late evening so she went to her doc in the morning. She is now on BP medicine.
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mdmc Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:20 PM
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2. thanks for posting
I enjoyed reading..
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WCGreen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:23 PM
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3. That would make a great short story...
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Uben Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:54 PM
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8. There was a bit more to the story....
While she was at the hospital, the security company called her on her cell phone. She explained what had happened and the gal on the phone asked for her password. She couldn't really remember. She knew it was her dogs name, but she didn't know if it was "Roxie", her current dog, or Buddy, the dog she had two years ago. She told the gal it was either Roxie or Buddy. The gal said she could only give one password, so she said Roxie. The gal said thank you and hung up. IT WAS THE WRONG NAME! The gal called the sheriff's office and the local police! That was why there were so many police cars there.
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Xipe Totec Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:35 PM
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5. The last time I saw that much blood was right after a fat boy came floating towards me.
He was just sitting there on the wheel well of a pickup truck. I was sitting in the rear bed, with my back against the cab. Suddenly, I saw him rise in the air and float towards me as my back slammed against the cab and slid up against the rib of the bed. An instant later his head smashed into my nose, and fat boy did a somersault over me and landed feet first on the pavement.

The truck had collided at a traffic intersection with four people in the cab, six in the bed. My father was a passenger in the cab and smashed the windshield with his forehead.

My back was one purple welt from shoulder blades to kidneys. My nose was broken. Again. And there was a stream of blood coming from my nose, to my shirt and pants, and pooling on the bed of the truck. Fat boy was standing outside the truck looking at me dazed and confused. I'll eave the rest of the story for another day. Suffice it to say that I still made it to the nightclub that night to see my girlfriend. Hey, it was Saturday night!

To this day, I still have flashbacks to that day, and I see a cherub floating towards me, head first.
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savalez Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:41 PM
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6. Ha! I remember the days
Edited on Sat Dec-04-10 08:41 PM by savalez
when people were allowed to ride in the truck bed. We did it all the time! It's illegal here now (fat ticket). But yeah, crazy.
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Uben Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 08:49 PM
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7. I remember riding on granddads tail gate......
...as he was driving thru the pastures tending to his cattle. Of course, we were in cut-offs and bare footed sitting on the opened tail gate and we'd get tossed around as he would hit a ditch or low spot. That's when I found out what bull-nettles were! God, we'd spend an hour picking those little needle thorns out of our legs! And damn! those things burned! Learned a good lesson tho, don't hang your legs out the back of a truck going thru a pasture!
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savalez Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-04-10 09:38 PM
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10. I can totally picture what you just said!
Those are the times we remember. Right? Awesome. But Bull Nettles? I had to look that up. Yikes! Ouch! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stinging_nettle
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