Colds

I tend to opt for migraleve at home (strong stuff - even better when you don't have a migraine ) or anadin at work, its all they'll give me Although they are green and shaped like the pills in the matrix, if only they wuold whisk me off someplace better

 

My mum had that in 1993, after radiotherapy on her breast cancer (the lung collapsed, then went into pneumonia - very very scary and VERY unpleasant!) - not funny...

Pleurosy is almost as bad - imagine that - scraping pain EVERY time you breathe in OR out. Thank **** I've never had that.

Glandular fever is nasty - never had that either but several mates have.

Mind you most of us are very lucky - one of my mates has had HIV for 3 years - he's OK at the mo, but that's one timebomb I'd NEVER wish even on my worst enemy. Especially after the stories my mum used to come back with when she did volunteer work in an AIDS respite centre in Cornwall (while she was harbouring the aforementioned cancer - doing all that work after having cancer AND angina (and now diabetes) - she's one impressive woman, my mum, despite her nagging ).

 

:yikes: :cry:

 

Shingles is nasty too - my grandfather caught it 5 or 6 years ago and is still suffering pain from it to this day.

 

I had that when I was about 12, started out as a lovely red rash and developed into a mass of oozing scabs all over my stomach and lower back. Not nice at all.

 

It was a few years ago now. Basically i just ripped the frenum (i think it is called?) - which i am led to believe is not that uncommon an occurence?. A friend of mine has done the same thing. I did a good job of mine though and tore it clean away from where it should have been.

TBH after the initial lightening bolt of acute pain at the precise time of 'damage' it wasn't all that bad. The most shocking thing was the blood quite literally pouring out of, er......., it, at the time. The guilty lady thought it highly amusing in a sort of hysterical insane fashion, and i was dumbstruck with fear. It was a scene of carnage, no exageration, but was soon repaired, and after a months abstinence, was fit for service again.

 

My sister got it in 1986, and ME followed it in. She's been a totally bitter, twisted bitch ever since, and is (I SERIOUSLY think) borderline schizophrenic now...

Cookie - oooooooouuuuuch!!!! I read that bit in Irvine Welsh's "Glue" where Juice Terry breaks his, and literally crossed my legs up in empathy. How much blood did you lose??? Bloody (nice pun!) hell!!!!!!! That's what *I* call breaking a bone!!!!

 

A lot.

It was like the Godfather, but without the horse's head.

I think the trauma must have displaced the pain, as i don't really remember it being that painful, just deeply shocking.

I didn't scream feverishly like a soft mafia tycoon though.

 

I've never seen any of the Godfather films all the way through (yep, believe!!) but I LOVE the bit where the dude gets garotted in the back of the car, and he's feebly writhing and kicking out and putting his foot through the window etc - there's some great assassinations in those movies. My mate Paddy helped me make up a 10 minute death clips tape (to fill up space after Bad Taste when we rented it from the vid shop and copied it) and there's all the good killings on that

 

is that the bit of skin from the japs eye to the forskin?if so yep done that,hurts like hell,loads of blood,and a rather intresting vist to casualty,and yep the bird involved thought it highly amusing,even offered me a tampon,cheeky bitch

 

yep, thats the one.

At the time i lived in a flat across the road from a hospital with an A&E department. So once i had stemmed the flow of blood sufficiently later on, i trundled over the road to get it seen to.

I mainly remember some disinterested doctor giving me a good feel, and looking as though it was the most mundane and common thing he had come across since his tax bill last arrived, and this female nurse sticking a cotton bud down my japs eye (what that was for i have no idea - i think they were testing me for STD's as well at the time) , which was like brushing lemon juice on an open wound and was far from pleasant.

 

Was there an audible crack? I've read this can sometimes occur.

Also, would you genetlemen be so kind to describe the particular, um, manoeuvres you performing at the moment of, erm, detonation?

Just so I can do my best to avoid it.

 

I was on a routine missionary exercise at the time.

I think the massacre occured as a result of excess exuberance and, erm, overambition.

I don't really remember a distinct crack, though sometimes my hip cracks so it could be wrongly attributed anyway. I just remember pain, then complete motionlessness, similar to what one would experience following a bump in the night, then awkward maneuvering, then blood, then misplaced horror as a consequence of an erroneous assumption, then further blood accompanied with shrills of psychotic laughter from some mad woman, then the dawning horror that i had butchered myself, some more blood, oh, and then blood again....

 

LMFAO!!!!!!!

I've never had it happen to me, but after it happened to someone I know, when the story came up, at least two other people I know said it'd happened to them too!

The funniest thing about it was that it was during oral!!!

Like you, he said it didn't hurt for very long, but did bleed a lot!

:lol:

 

Enough! Stop! That's as much as I need to know.

 

A friend of mine from university had the same experience.

We laughed. Quite a lot, I'm afraid to say.

He wasn't laughing mind you.

-- Ian

 

That's not really breaking one's penis. It happened to a friend of mine, but he was about 13 at the time, the girl fled, and he, having no brother and being embarrassed to tell his father, sent for his sister. It was she that told me about it. Lots of blood, archetypal images of castration, the lot.

Now one can really break one's penis, by breaking the cavernous bodies. It is a most serious injury, and can happen when sudden torsion or too much pressure is exerted. The result usually is impotence: when in erection the penis completely curls towards one side and it seems it hurts like hell.

So sex, even when safe, IS dangerous.

 

Now that I can imagine, but otherwise can't see how such damage could occur from over exuberant activities in the other 2 conventional holes!

Euuugh... :chunder:

 

More easily i would have thought. Its an injury caused more by longitudinal pressures rather than lateral forces, so to speak.

Hence imagine ramming a marrow into a straw as opposed to squashing a marrow between your hands. The later could likewise sustain an injury, but it would be unlikely to make your frenum go ping, unless you were getting, erm, blown by a vampire.

I'm so uncooth these days.

 

Diverting the topic from weeping warriors for a moment, I think I may have flu, my symptoms seem to be getting worse, the coughing is not so bad, but I am very weak and feeling quite sick at the moment. Very run down. I am also deaf in my right ear, so theres no point in listening to music, because its more or less in mono. I am in a pretty confused state at the moment, not pleasant at all. :chunder: :cry: