Vomiting blood
Start of the university Christmas holidays 2008. I had been off the booze for two months previous to finishing my exams at 4pm on the last day of term, so understandably I went at it rather hard. I started drinking at 4.02pm and carried on until approximately 3am. I have two clear memories from that night - singing kareoke at 11pm and spilling a jug of cocktails on my shirt at 1am so I wasn't overly surprised to be woken - still pretty smashed - by the ten second second warning at 8am the next day. I legged it to the communal toilet (luckily right next to my room) and attempted to throw up my own large intestine. What happened next was one of the most scary things I have ever been through. I vomited up a vast amount of bright shiny red blood with weird stringy bits. This continued for about twenty seconds before I literally flung myself out of the bathroom and back into bed; shivering, shaking and convinced I was about to die.

It was then that I spotted the pint glass next to my bed with a tiny fraction of blackcurrant squash in the bottom.

I had got back from the pub paralytic, made myself some blackcurrant fucking squash, drunk it, and forgotten. The stringy bits were the remains of the highly suspicious hotdogs I had eaten at some point the previous night as I realized upon discovering the wrappers in my jacket pocket.

The relief was enormous but short lived. The vomiting continued for rather longer.
( MatJ LOOK, Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:44, Reply)