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I can sometimes find something really gross quite amusing when it's told to me well after the fact and we know that all parties concerned are quite alright, now.
A coworker of mine used to play hockey semi-professionally, and one day he got hit with a hockey stick in the nose. He went to the bench and he's sitting there, and it's bleeding and it hurts, but he's been hit plenty of times before and had bloody noses, so when someone came by and said, "You need to go to the hospital," he said, "No, I'm alright."
"No, you need to go to the hospital, because I can see into your head." Yeah, his nose was just kind of hanging off, and they could see up into his nasal cavities. Of course it was stitched back on, and then he had to have the back part of it worked on, later, because he developed sleep apnea, but it works fine, now. :)
Yes, I know, I'm totally plagiarizing and telling a story that's not my own. It's just one of those things I felt compelled to pass on, maybe because it made me squirm so. ;)
A coworker of mine used to play hockey semi-professionally, and one day he got hit with a hockey stick in the nose. He went to the bench and he's sitting there, and it's bleeding and it hurts, but he's been hit plenty of times before and had bloody noses, so when someone came by and said, "You need to go to the hospital," he said, "No, I'm alright."
"No, you need to go to the hospital, because I can see into your head." Yeah, his nose was just kind of hanging off, and they could see up into his nasal cavities. Of course it was stitched back on, and then he had to have the back part of it worked on, later, because he developed sleep apnea, but it works fine, now. :)
Yes, I know, I'm totally plagiarizing and telling a story that's not my own. It's just one of those things I felt compelled to pass on, maybe because it made me squirm so. ;)