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Paaaaaaiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn...
So, I went race walking after dinner last night.
Along the way, I tripped, fell, and skidded headfirst along the pavement. Actually, the right side of my body skidded along the pavement.
Long story, short: the cement was the cheese grater and I was the cheese.
So, lemme see: I crack open the First Aid kit last night and mummify my my right arm in sterile gauze and antibiotic ointment (rest of the body is banged up, but clothes saved me from what could have been the most amazing road rash in my history).
Then I took two Tylenol for the pain, and...
Well, see, the thing about Tylenol, aka acetaminophen, is that it's an anticoagulant.
And the thing about very, very deep cheese grater-y scrapes that pretty much go the length of your right arm is that they bleed like a bastard when they're fresh
Now, what do you think happens boys and girls when you stupidly take a drug that prevents blood from clotting while while your amazingly awful, arm-length road rash is still dripping blood?
Two hours. I had blood pouring out my body for two hours. I had to put pressure on the already painful scrapes. I had to change my dressings before I went to bed or I would bleed all over everything.
And when I woke up? I had to reopen the mess while I changed dressings (again!) because I was sticking to...no, it's too gross to say.
Right now, I would kill for a stake. Raw.
Ow.
*hates on being competent enough to use a First Aid kit, but stupid enough to take Tylenol before the bleeding slowed down*
Damn it! I write about medicine! I should've known that Tylenol would've made me bleed like a stuck pig!
Some days I think my brain is trying to kill me.
Yes I'm whining.
I want sympathy, damn it!
*pouts*
Along the way, I tripped, fell, and skidded headfirst along the pavement. Actually, the right side of my body skidded along the pavement.
Long story, short: the cement was the cheese grater and I was the cheese.
So, lemme see: I crack open the First Aid kit last night and mummify my my right arm in sterile gauze and antibiotic ointment (rest of the body is banged up, but clothes saved me from what could have been the most amazing road rash in my history).
Then I took two Tylenol for the pain, and...
Well, see, the thing about Tylenol, aka acetaminophen, is that it's an anticoagulant.
And the thing about very, very deep cheese grater-y scrapes that pretty much go the length of your right arm is that they bleed like a bastard when they're fresh
Now, what do you think happens boys and girls when you stupidly take a drug that prevents blood from clotting while while your amazingly awful, arm-length road rash is still dripping blood?
Two hours. I had blood pouring out my body for two hours. I had to put pressure on the already painful scrapes. I had to change my dressings before I went to bed or I would bleed all over everything.
And when I woke up? I had to reopen the mess while I changed dressings (again!) because I was sticking to...no, it's too gross to say.
Right now, I would kill for a stake. Raw.
Ow.
*hates on being competent enough to use a First Aid kit, but stupid enough to take Tylenol before the bleeding slowed down*
Damn it! I write about medicine! I should've known that Tylenol would've made me bleed like a stuck pig!
Some days I think my brain is trying to kill me.
Yes I'm whining.
I want sympathy, damn it!
*pouts*
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Sounds painful :o(
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I hope you feel better soon.
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(Anonymous) 2007-07-10 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)aww,don't be sad...Five years from now,you will remember this and laugh:))
P.s:If you don't find this message sympathetic enough,you can always smack me on my head....
Better yet?:D
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Been there too: doing my paper route (many many years ago) I came off my bicycle on a patch of dirt at the bottom of a small hill and skidded along my shoulder and face for a way. As luck would have it, the next day's science class had us vaporising iodine.
Eye-watering.
That said, I had no permanent scars from that little experience, so...
BTW, are you up-to-date with tetanus jabs and all that stuff?
BTW 2: Right now, I would kill for a stake. You may be spending a little too much time in the Buffyverse... :-)
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Putting some ice on your arm should help the process up (and help w/ the pain).
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However (and here's the catch):
If you're bleeding from a fresh wound...not a good idea to take it because it can hinder the blood clotting process.
And whatever you do, don't take it was warfarin because it potentates warfarin.
The warfarin is not an issue for me...the fresh wound part was. *whimpers* If I had waited until the bleeding slowed down, instead of just taking it right away before I even wrapped myself up. I was thinking "prevent sore muscles from the impact" and yes, that part worked very well because I'm not sore. It was just the whole blood, blood everything thing that freaked me out.
Annnnnd, whee: here's some information that says Tylenol does have some issues when it comes to bleeding: http://www.drugs.com/tylenol.html
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I've given him links and everything and I don't think he believes me yet. *rolls eyes*
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I'm sorry you hurt.
Overkill
"It's overkill."
"Overkill is grenading a vamp. Overkill is C4ing a crypt. This? Not overkill."
"Wow, Faith. I didn't think you had a definition of overkill."
"Harris, Council's access to the fun explosives are down; gotta ration them for the good stuff."
"There's un-fun explosives?"
She shrugged at that, and continued to gently hold the package in her hands. "Repeating myself: not overkill."
Xander rolled his eyes as they entered the House's infirmary.
Dumping a huge bouquet and a box of assorted chocolates, Faith looked everywhere but the bed. "So B. That last hill. Too much for the novice rollerblader?"
Re: Overkill
*hugs with left arm*
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Owwie. I'm sorry. It sounds like something that would happen to me.
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I had a colleague tell me she was going to start walking each day because I told her I was doing just that.
She wasn't at work the next day.
The following day she shared that on her very first walk down the sidewalk away from her house, a dog came out of nowhere and bit her ass. She ended up with 17 stitches.
In conclusion.
Exercise is DANGEROUS!!
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OTOH, ow.
*deploys hug icon @ Liz*
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*Packs up some fresh sympathy and sends it through the ether.*
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Good to know.
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Also, I think I got some of your sympathy by default. Someone commented to me how it sucked that my arm was made of cheese, and I was like...what? But now, with this entry, I understand!
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*hugs, carefully*
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You poor poor poor thing.
I didn't know Tylenol did that.
Feel better! Coagulate!
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*pets gently and not on the arm*
Think you might see a doctor about it? If it's a biggish area, it might be a good idea, just in case.
*pets more and more*
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(I still have a scar on my Ahem. Story on request only.)
*hugs*
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::gently pets you::
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I hope you feel better soon!
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That sucks, but considering your state after being cheese-grated, it's not that amazing you overlooked or forgotten the fact that Tylenol is an anti-coagulant.
Hope you feel better now.
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Much sympathy.
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That sounds hideously painful and awful. If I lived near I'd offer chicken soup and to wait on you while you recover. As it is, all I can offer is virtual hugs and much sympathy.
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Hope you feel better now!