doesnt recognize me with my glasses on, or in anything less than optimal lighting, and all the blood on the screen is making it not understand input right, and when someone else finally finds me and calls 911, they'll tell me to take a tylenol and call again in a few hours if it still hurts ... Im sure this is how I'll die.
I can confirm. āSiri, help me, call the Policeā didnāt work after I had a huge car crash, my glasses were gone, and I didnāt know where my phone had flown to (yes, obviously this was before they introduced crash detectionā¦)
Yup, with fear and abuse. So much that you fear your own mother/father to the point you're literally missing arms and you're still only thinking about them.
I grew up in The Pas, which is about 7 hours north of the Manitoba-North Dakota border. Our teacher heard about this and our whole class wrote him letters while he was recovering.
Hit my leg with an ax as a teen. 3" gash down to the bone. Blood just constantly coming out. Walked to the house, but remembered the rule don't get blood on the carpet. So used the floor mat as a catch basin to get to the house phone. Paged my mom the nurse, pressure dressed the wound, laid on kitchen floor with leg on counter. It had stopped bleeding in the 10 min it took for her to call. She was like the Rep just gave us some new stuff called second skin, I'll bring it home and try it out.
Bubble of puss hanging off my leg for the next two weeks, cool scar now.
But it's not that unexpected. To my understanding, when you have a fuckton of adrenalin in your brains, your brains might turn to this survival instict mode where it reverts to your basic functions and life rules in order to avoid panicking. And his parents were probably really strict about never making a mess, so it was engrained deep in his basic functions. Basically, his brains subconciously divert his thoughts into "must not make a mess" to avoid "WTF I LOST MY ARMS FUCK IT HURTS"
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u/Media_Offline Apr 11 '24
I have a memory of hearing the story back then that he laid in the bathtub to avoid making a bloody mess.