I vant your blood!?

Question

Tell me a story about a time that you bled a bit more than you wanted to. Here's one of mine.
I was trimming the truly unruly hedges with an electric trimmer. It was a repetative motion of swipe with the trimmer, and pull the junk away with my left hand. Missed the order and hit my left index finger with the trimmer. It cut deep, bled like crazy, and hurt like hell! I yelled and threw the trimmer across the yard on my run for the kitchen sink. Scared the crud out of the little old lady next door. On my way out the door I asked the old lady to tell my wife what happened when she got home, and that I'd be at the ER. She told my wife that I'd cut my finger OFF. It was bad (6 stitches), but not severed. I have a cool little "J" shaped scar now, and no feeling in the tip of that finger.
That's one of mine, what's yours?

Answer 1

I have a Boykin Spaniel named Jack. One day I found a stray German Shepard in the yard, and we named Chad. We decided we would take him in as an outside dog because he and Jack got along alright.

One day my bff and I were walking the dogs. It was spring break two years ago. So it was very hot. We brought the dogs back into the yard (we had been on the street) and they were panting. We didnt have the water bowls outside, but we had some water in Chad's pen. So we walked the dogs in.

Once we were in, we shut the pen door behind us and unleashed the dogs. Chad went first and drank some water. When he was done, Jack went for some water. But I guess being a stray made Chad defensive about everything he thought was his, cause he attacked Jack. It was horrible- Chad bitJacks back and started swinging Jack all around. I was screaming at my bff, who was like frozen by the door, to go get my dad, but she was like horrified.

I was afraid that my little Jackie was gonna die (I was screaming to God to let him live) so I grabbed Chad around the chest and pulled as hard as I could. I figured Jack would just run away, but he decided he wanted to attack back. He lunged at Chad and tried to bite him, but he got my left arm instead. I felt it, yea, but it didnt really hurt right then because I was focused more on my emotions. But I could tell it was his teeth, and I was shocked. So I let go of Chad. Chad went back to throwing Jack around, but Jacks teeth were still in my arm, so they kinda dragged through.

Only then did my bff go to get my dad, and when he came running out, Chad just stopped attacking and was all loveable doggie again. But I was furious at Chad and kept screaming at him. My arm was in horrible shape; it was swollen, black and blue, and pouring blood everywhere (steadily running off my arm) from a cut about an inch deep. I still have the scar.

And yes; my dog lived.

Answer 2

Once I was in the bath shaving my legs, [I wont get into details] but I was listening to music or something and ended up swiping the razor to the side instead of how you're supposed to do it. I cut off a big chunk of skin and it bled a LOT. It wasn't deep or anyyything but I mean it bled a LOT. I ruined a washcloth because of all the blood.

Another time was when I was like seven years old. We had this big blow up whale to take to the pool to ride on and whatnot. We had brought it home, and it was out on the porch. My cousin was over at my house with me and we were going to play on it. For some reason I thought it would be fun to put this little plastic kids table over the whale, and jump around on it. It was a little table, and it wasn't very thick plastic, so it broke and when my leg went through the table, it cut from the bottom of my calf to the middle of my thigh. It also bled a LOT. Sadly, I don't even have a scar to remember it by.

Answer 3

I am allergic to beestings, and as a young boy of 11, I was kind of paranoid about them. I had gotten stung over 50 times when I was 7, and had to spend 2 weeks in the hospital. SO.......when we moved to our new house, there was a tree fort left behind from the family that had moved out. First day there, I decide to go explore it, and am halfway up the rope ladder when I hear a buzzing sound RIGHT NEXT TO MY EAR. Of course, I freak out, and two hand swat at it....which left how many hands on the rope ladder? Right. So I plummeted about 9 feet backwards to earth, and struck my head on a small rock, which opened up a large hole in the back of my head. Strangely, didn't hurt, but man the blood. I calmly walked/staggered into the house, where my loving father flipped out on me for dripping blood on the floor (love you too Pop lol), then got his senses when he saw me pass out, and rushed me to the hospital. Only took 3 stitches to close the wound lol.

edit: I typo'd lol. Not 30 stitches, 3.

Answer 4

I was rushing to open an apple juice container with scissors. (the Simpsons was starting) and I sliced my knuckle with them. I figured I'd just wash the blood off and put my finger under the tap for a few seconds. Then I turned back to what I was doing and it didn't look like I'd washed the blood at all so I went back to the tap but it just kept bleeding and bleeding and then I got all woozy which is wierd cuz blood doesn't usually bother me. So then I put a bunch of guaze and bandage tape on it quick and ran to watch the Simpsons without the apple juice. Somethings just aren't as important as Bart.

Answer 5

I woke up from an evening nap with SUNLIGHT shining through my window and looked at my REFLECTION in the mirror. I had two BITE MARKS where I'd been bitten by a mosquito. I walked into the kitchen to find my BATTY father cooking STEAK. There must have been something wrong with the steak because I couldn't stop COFFIN up BLOOD.

Answer 6

I was running in shorts on gravel, I tripped, fell and scarred my knee, it kept bleeding for a really really long time, all down my leg, for over an hour. my brother cut his hand with a machetti, he has a scar that's shaped like the symbol on a usb cord, lol

Answer 7

Sorry about your finger..BUt THAT IS A FUNNY STORY!

well i was walking, i stepped on a sharp shell..my foot started bleeding, SO HARD that it made a puddle in the kitchen!!

i didnt even feel a thing

Answer 8

I was 5 when I cut myself with the metal on the calendar on my thigh. The wound was as big as my mouth..and blood was gushing out...I had the rush to the hospital. (12 stitches).

Answer 9

I cut my foot on a piece of glass. it cut a vain and thus started to squirt blood across the room...it made me laugh. seven stitches. wierd feeling where the scar is, the nerves are very sensitive and it tickles :)

Answer 10

I had a kidney stone when I was about 8. I looked into the toilet after pissing and all I saw was blood. I don't remember much pain so thankfully the stones must have been tiny. It scared me shitless.