Blood ...

The second picture is actually the first time i drew blood, It was over a can of something (maybe soup) and i went the indianised way of wiping the walls of the contents and i get this smooth deep cut and the blood dripping and all that.
it was only later that i got the idea to actually click it and record it for posterity. ha ha .
It was a neat surgical , cut and i did get wary of cans after that , lessons lessons!!

the first one was with a peeler, again in a typical fussy way i attempted to remove a piece of peel stuck between the blades (oh how stupid of me!) yeah yeah gloat over it, {it's over and done with} but the response elicited by the girls of the flat was (almost close) to worth it(of course nothing is worth stupidity ever, is there? it is always priceless, fool's gold). i mean 2 of them literally scream out , one of them runs to her room to get me a .... bandaid, a third one calmly offers me a bandaid, the second one just keeps screaming!! ha ha funny.
anyway , i felt-off (again a typical phrase from my better days) infront of them and refused the band-aid , and found out that i do need a band-aid later (sheepish grin). It wasnt much use though and soon was off me and being a part of the fixture of my room. I have come to the firm conclusion - band-aid is almost never for me, coz my wounds dont really heal under them , they heal much faster left to the elements , plus try taking out your contact lens with a piece of band-aid protruding from the edge of ur thumb, ouch!! not the best of options , i tell you , believe me on that.

the third one was a totally unexpected one, i dont know what happened and i washed my face and was wiping it with my hand towel and typical filmy style i notice my towel getting all red and all (damn ! my last remaining piece of clean 'cleaner') anyway, so it was bleeding, quite freely , without pain , just bleeding and as usual , i had a guest in my room , luckily not one of the volatile ones and i was made to sit down and asked to stuff tissue paper up my... , i even rinsed my nose a couple of times and i was ok.

I just cut off the piece of skin over the wound (a lil painful, but ok) and it is healing well now.

Coming to pain tolerance and imbibation. I have found i do have a above average tolerance to pain, maybe not extremely high (maybe coz i never was unlucky enough to experience it). Similar injuries, wounds and pains and i have found myself coping better than my counterparts. As for imbibation , i think this has something to do with my mom who kept on telling me , in my younger days, 'u are brave and strong, you dont usually cry and dont feel much pain' and phrases on those line every time i had a breach in my body's defenses (which was pretty frequent actually) and it sort of stuck , the responsibility to live up to her words and it sort of rubbed off on to me in a real way as well.


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