#internalbleeding

[horrorpaingoredeath]

Up now for pre-order, coming October 7th! DEEDS OF FLESH "Trading Pieces (reissue)"  Order at https://bit.ly/deedsofflesh  Horror Pain Gore Death Productions proudly present the classic and long out of print debut Deeds Of Flesh album "Trading Pieces"! Originally released on June 13th 1996 via Repulse Records, none are more vile than Deeds Of Flesh on "Trading Pieces"... true innovators of violence and pioneers of brutal, technical Death Metal. "Trading Pieces" still stands out as one of the most creative, unique and vicious releases of the 90's that is worthy of repeat listens. Pushing the limits of technicality and brutality, Deeds Of Flesh unleash a masterpiece of twisted, pummeling, blasting and slamming savagery that is complex, technical, and maddening. Ultra-guttural deranged vocals, razor-sharp relentless riffs, frantic chaotic bass and bone-crushing inhuman drumming make "Trading Pieces" a sinister slab of Death Metal perfection. This officially licensed reissue features an all new layout design and is dedicated to Deeds Of Flesh founder Erik Lindmark... Rest In Power! For fans of Broken Hope, Cannibal Corpse, Cryptopsy, Dying Fetus, Defeated Sanity, Devourment, Disgorge, Gorguts, Immolation, Internal Bleeding, Pyrexia and Suffocation  #deedsofflesh #tradingpieces #hpgd #horrorpaingoredeath #deathmetal #brutaldeathmetal #technicaldeathmetal #brokenhope #cannibalcorpse #cryptopsy #dyingfetus #defeatedsanity #devourment #disgorge #gorguts #immolation #internalbleeding #pyrexia #suffocation (at Horror Pain Gore Death Productions HQ) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch47nEMLxmA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[elcurahealthcare]

Tuning In to Digestive Harmony: Regain Your Rhythm for a Happy Stomach.

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[animalvillain]

Sick announcement ! Get tickets ASAP before this shit sells out! Gonna be a gnarly weekend with some gnarly dudes! #sickasfuck #gnarly #deathmetal #brutality #baltimore #visceraldisgorge #miseryindex #cephaliccarnage #napalmdeath #cannibalcorpse #dyingfetus #pigdestroyer #internalbleeding #acidwitch #interarma Stoked to share a venue with many of these guys again! 🤘🏻🖕🏻🤘🏻🖕🏻🤘🏻🖕🏻 (at Baltimore, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnPiNUvLVYO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[fdorgham]

#aboutdamntime #bloodtransfusion #gib #internalbleeding #hemoglobin7.2 https://www.instagram.com/p/CjVnuqUOikqjgAkOWWHaEWfm9qdIbf4qBD9KnM0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jasontyler85]

We return for our first show in 3 years this Friday June 10th at the Doll Hut in Anaheim CA! 21+, 2 stages of extreme metal. Doors at 6 pm. LAZARUS CASKET go on at 1045 inside stage #junglerot #internalbleeding #lazaruscasket #goreatorium #dethbed #pigeon #ninjagandhi #fleshmangled #brutallybutchered #disciplesofdeath LIVE ART BY #theartificer (at Doll Hut) https://www.instagram.com/p/CemWsAWPLDU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[azzehkarla]

Alt DIY clothing inspired by pullingtheeth

[ampsandgreenscreens]

#TourShirtThursday @obituaryband #livestream 11th hour 12-pack!! Setlist picked by the fans!! #sentenceday #alessoninvengeance #visionsinmyhead #deadlyintentions #internalbleeding #redneckstomp #Florida #deathmetal #floridadeathmetal #AwesomeNight #ShowsWithMyLivestreamFriends @relapserecords https://www.instagram.com/p/CVlju4eJB41/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hardlyluvd]

Can you kiss me again for the last time?

She thought she finally found someone true, and fell in love. The person had many walls built up, she tried to reach through them and show how much she cared. She thinks he is damaged and has a dark perception of the world. He doesn't really show himself.

She realizes she will never really get through to him, he won't let her. He can't really love her back. What she thought was inside of him really isn't there (but she loves him anyway).

She looks to him and sees "nothing" because what she originally saw in him doesn't really exist and that "nothing" has become truth to her.

The "truth" she looks to him to see, is also the depressing realization that she can't look to someone else to make her happy, he taught her this sad truth.

She doesn't normally open up to people easily either, but she offered her heart to him, to be her home. Deep in his mind, he knows, he realizes how much she loved him, but it's too late. His heart is too protected, but he smiles knowing what she has given him.

...and she fades into him, she loved him so much he became everything to her. She looked to him to make her happy, but ended up trying to be everything to make him happy and lost herself. She begins to see the darkness in him, in herself. She is hurt and depressed and has lost hope, it's like looking in a mirror.

After everything she thinks it is strange he never knew how much she really cared and how sincere she was. She wanted to be the one to make him happy and for him to be the one to make her happy and what could have been. She loved him for what he was but he was too broken to appreciate it

[captainpirateface]

#instagrampoets #internalbleeding #instagrampoems #instagrampoem #bipolar #bipolardepression #bipolardisorderawareness #CaptainPirateFace #chemicalimbalance #fyp #wtf #foryourpage #poetryfromtheheart #poetryofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetry #poems #poem #Medicaid #sighthsandsoundsofinstagram #fuckmeright? #mydoctorsaretryingtokillme #sharemypoetry  #poetrylovers #poetryporn #poetryisnotdead #poetryislife #poetrygram #poetryoftheday https://www.instagram.com/p/CVDxjgQr0t3/?utm_medium=tumblr

[booboosglitterglory]

Please keep her and her family in your prayers!!! Posted @withregram • @hales_2_da_nails ‼URGENT‼ Christin is on her way back to Seattle on life flight!! This morning she was admitted to the hospital unresponsive!! They found bleeding in her brain that needs to be fixed ASAP! They gave her steroids, a blood transfusion and loaded her onto the helicopter after medically inducing a coma and incubating her! . . Please keep her and our family in your prayers and send positive vibes!! 🙏🙏🙏 . . If you feel it in your heart to make a donation to her and her family's @gofundme the LINK IS IN MY BIO!! . . #CancerSucks #Pray #PositiveVibes #FuckCancer #CancerAwareness #Cancer #CancerFighter #Warrior #FightCancer #KickCancersAss #KickCancersButt #CancerWarrior #Strength #ChristinKicksCancer #BrainTumors #Surgery #InternalBleeding #GoFundMe https://www.instagram.com/p/B9dWngzBDDR/?igshid=189eh018rlscc

[hate5sixofficial]

Internal Bleeding May 4, 2019 Red Lion Hotel Timonium, MD

[horrorpaingoredeath]

Up now for pre-order, coming March 11th! GORGED AFTERBIRTH "Got Gore?" CD :: https://bit.ly/gorgedafterbirth Digital :: https://ffm.to/gorgedafterbirth Puking Up Dead Nuns T-Shirt :: https://bit.ly/gorgedpukingshirt Logo Yellow T-Shirt :: https://bit.ly/gorgedlogoshirt Puking Up Dead Nuns T-Shirt + CD Bundle :: https://bit.ly/gorgedpukingbundle Logo Yellow T-Shirt + CD Bundle  :: https://bit.ly/gorgedlogobundle Horror Pain Gore Death Productions welcome Gorged Afterbirth to the roster with the new album "Got Gore?" ! Formed back in 2007, Gorged Afterbirth perform a vicious, hybrid style of Death Metal, Goregrind and traditional Grindcore. "Got Gore?" presents seven uncensored tracks of sheer fucking brutality and slamming sickness. Gorged Afterbirth make no apologies as "Got Gore!" holds nothing back... a vulgar assault of uncut sonic sleaze and massive mental mutilation! For fans of Abominable Putridity, Cock And Ball Torture, Dead Infection, Defeated Sanity, Devourment, Disgorge, Dying Fetus, Ingested, Internal Bleeding, Putrid Pile, Rotten Sound, Skinless, Suffocation and Waking The Cadaver #gorgedafterbirth #gotgore #death #goregrind #grindcore #slam #hpgd #abominableputridity #cockandballtorture #deadinfection #defeatedsannity #devourment #disgorge #dyingfetus #ingested #internalbleeding #putridpile #rottensound #skinless #suffocation #wakingthecadaver (at Horror Pain Gore Death Productions HQ) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZuVHpZpsgk/?utm_medium=tumblr

[pachunkachunkk]

The scariest day of my life and what followed...

On 10/11, I went to bed with a weird pain in my lower back/abdomen that I assumed was gas from dinner, even though it was worse than any other gas I'd ever felt. Looking back at it now, I think I was trying to downplay it because I really didn't want to miss work the next day. I was up and down most of the night trying to get rid of the pain so I could start my new placement at work the next morning, but by about 4 AM I was sweating and shaking because it was so bad and I was forced to call in to work cos there was no way I could get there or work safely in my current state. My alarm wasn’t supposed to go off until 4:30 and I was up before it and I remember walking out of my bathroom and toward the bed as it was going off to try to avoid waking hubby up with it. The next thing I remember was sitting on the corner of my bed with his hands on my shoulders and tears in his eyes. My head and my shoulder hurt on the left side, which ended up being because I had hit that side pretty hard. He told me he looked up to turn my alarm off for me and as I got to the bed and before I could sit down, I collapsed and landed between our headboard and his desk, landing on a metal bar at the base of the desk. I remember bits and pieces of trying to sit up and put a shirt on so he could take me to the hospital he works at on his way in to work, he told me I would get the shirt over my head and then collapse again. I apparently finally told him at one point to call 911 but I don’t remember it at all. The next thing I knew, I was looking up at one of the crews from my work and a few firefighters while they were hooking me up to the monitoring device and Kit was putting a shirt on me. My blood pressure was dangerously low and everything around me sounded like it was in a fishbowl while the crew carried me down the stairs, it was around 11:30 at this point from what I remember. To this day, I’m still so grateful it was one of our crews that came to my aide and made me feel safe.

I’ve been getting bits and pieces back from the event and from when I was in the ED, mostly remembering I was in so much pain they had to give me Dilaudid (do not recommend, I hated it and came down so hard I thought my head would explode along with wanting it to so I could get some damned relief) so they could get a CT and feeling like I couldn’t catch my breath even though my oxygen was holding in the high 90’s-100%. They decided to admit me after finding out my abdomen was full of fluid and it was collapsing my lungs so they could run more tests. My blood pressure was still sitting dangerously low and that made them nervous enough in itself.

From there, I had a Paracentesis. If you’re not familiar with it, they stick an ultrasound-guided needle into a pocket clear of your organs and use it to drain fluid from your abdomen. 800ccs of blood and fluid later, I could finally take a deep breath without feeling like my lungs were being squeezed and burned and they wheeled me to my room in the CCU to wait for the MRI. While I waited, I saw 3 different doctors all trying to figure out what was going on but no one had any answers. It was so early in the process that I understood wholly and would have honestly been shocked if they’d had one already. After the MRI, they pumped me full of more meds, ran a new IV since the other had stopped working, and I settled in for the night. I spent the next 3 days talking with different specialists telling me what they thought it might be until one of them told me my right ovary had ruptured but they didn’t understand why. All I knew for sure was that I was having a helluva time trying to survive how awful I felt between the pain, sleeplessness brought on by my anxiety, blood pressure that wouldn’t hold high enough for safety, and continued internal bleeding that was making me feel like this was going to be it.

On the last day I was there, I finally got approved for the blood transfusion I was told I needed 2 days beforehand. I won’t go into the details on the problems I dealt with that finally go that pushed, just that I’m grateful my team removed the physician that caused the delay in my care after I spoke up for myself. I didn’t feel like I was ready to go home but insurance told the hospital otherwise and I was discharged with an appt to meet with my OBGYN a few days later. At this point, I was told by the one specialist I felt like I got the most information from that I would need surgical intervention within 2 weeks to avoid life-threatening consequences going forward and it was time for a hysterectomy. I wasn’t upset about hearing this, I had been trying to get one for the past few years due to my crippling Endometriosis and ovarian cysts that tend to clutter my ovaries in large numbers and have a habit of growing considerably large. My tubes were tied when LJ was a baby so there was no loss of childbearing for me to have to mourn, I gladly tied them after I was told that another delivery would be dangerous for me. It was honestly a bit of a relief that for once my age didn’t give them an excuse to dismiss every other issue that qualified me for the procedure.

I was put on 650mg of iron a day by my doc the following week and was told once again that I needed surgical intervention quickly and I was given a light-duty release to go back to work, which my boss happily obliged even though it didn’t last long that I was able to manage it due to appts, discomfort, and my situation changing quickly due to testing showing there were concerning changes that had happened since I was discharged.

Insurance took their time continuously insisting the surgery was elective because I was allowed to leave the hospital, even though it was them pushing my discharge in the first place because I survived the bleed, and I was finally able to have surgery 12/3 after an ultrasound showing a large mass around my right ovary and an elevated CA125 that made them suspect cancer pushed me to the specialist I had bonded with in the hospital who had, in all of this, refused to see me but now had to since it was beyond what my OBGYN could manage on his own. By this point, I was incredibly frustrated and found out my surgery that was supposed to be done by the beginning of November had been canceled. I met with the specialist, she handles blood complications and obstetric oncology, and lucked out that her scheduler had reserved a spot for me on 12/9 after seeing my chart and how long this had been going on. Doc put me on antibiotics because there was an infection in my uterus that she couldn’t place where it started, and I was put in quarantine to make sure I didn’t get sick prior to surgery.

At this point, I had already been sitting on the call I had gotten telling me the suspected the mass was a tumor and I had barely slept in several weeks. My nerves were shot, to say the least, but I continued to keep to myself to avoid worrying anyone with information I didn’t have any solid answers about; There was no point in worrying everyone when I couldn’t give them any answers, and hubby and I needed time to wrap our heads around this possibility and the fact that this had been drug out so long as it was.

The surgery went smoothly from what I was told and I habitually took a bit longer to wake up than she would have cared for but since I knew that was how I come out of anesthesia, I was able to prepare them for it ahead of time. I was told that everything except my left ovary was removed and the left ovary had a large cluster of cysts along with one large one about the size of a Cutie orange that she removed and it was sutured to my abdominal wall so we can use it for hormones until it stops functioning. The goal with treatment is to have to intervene as little as possible so they’re hoping to manage my hormones with birth control but will see how I respond to it to see if more is needed. The mass and everything else was sent to Pathology and I would hear back from them in approximately 2 weeks to confirm or deny her suspicions but she felt good about it based on how it looked. She cut the mass open before sending it out and found the ovary was completely necrotic and is likely where my infection came from, which only frustrated me as she apologized for underplaying the issue as long as she did and letting it get as bad as it did. I was just glad it was all out of me and left it at that, I didn’t have the energy to argue about it with anyone and just wanted to go back to sleep. I had enough of a battle ahead of me waiting to find out if I was facing a life-changing diagnosis that honestly scared the shit out of me.

My post-op with her is on Thursday and pathology has come back with the mass, who was amusingly named Chad to help me find some humor in the process, which was thankfully benign. I’ll ideally get a full duty release for mid-January for work, which could not come soon enough as I’m losing my mind being out of work for so long! I’m feeling alright other than my hormones not being able to regulate themselves making me feel like I’m going through morning sickness all over again and I’m still considerably sore, but my OBGYN will get me settled on all of the interventions to fix those issues in plenty of time to be alright for work by early February at the latest. I’m just so grateful it’s over with and I can move forward from what has been the scariest and most stressful things I’ve ever gone through.

To the handful of you that were aware of what was going on, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support and discretion. Being able to keep this quiet while I dealt with all of it along with having you cheering in my corner has meant more than I can ever tell or show you. To anyone that I didn’t tell, it was nothing against you. I just needed to work through this in my own way and needed this to stay as quiet as possible while I did it to preserve my own sanity and emotions through it all <3

[rthomlei]

~

Trust me. You do not need to understand each word I say all you need to do is to understand a word or two then you will be set.

~

It’s not just some of my writings and poems that I lost. I also lost some notes, and random thoughts that I loved that I used to post. There was quite a few like this one. I cherished those random thoughts. The conversations with myself. My internal monologues. Why? Can’t I really recover all of those? This is really stressing me out. What a waste.

[drkirankj]

Complications of Peptic Ulcers

If left untreated, Ulcers cans become worse over time and lead to serious health complications which may require immediate surgery.

Perforation: A hole develops in the lining of the Stomach or small intestine and causes an infection in the abdominal cavity (Peritonitis). Severe abdominal Pain is a sign of a perforated ulcer.

Internal Bleeding: Bleeding can occur as slow blood loss, that leads to anemia or as a severe blood loss in which case an immediate hospitalization is necessary. Light headedness, dizziness and black stools will be the signs of bleeding Ulcer.

Obstruction- Food through the digestive tract are likely to be obstructed as Peptic ulcers can block the passage due to Scar Tissue, causing a fullness sensation easily or sometimes vomiting and hence can lead to losing weight.

All three complications are serious and may require surgery. If you experience the following symptoms, seek urgent medical intervention:

symptoms of serious complications:

Sudden and Sharp abdominal pain Fainting, excessive sweating, confusion or such shock signs can manifest Unexplained Hard Abdomen Abdominal pain that increases while in movement but improves when lying completely still Vomiting Blood.

For inquiries, opinions and consultations please visit http://drkirankj.com/laparoscopic-gynaecology-surgeries/ or you can reach out to me at 09880207736

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[jasontyler85]

Come see my first show since @losangelesexterminationfest 2019…that was 3 years ago! This Friday June 10th Anaheim CA @lazaruscasket supporting “A Call To Arms” tour with #junglerot #internalbleeding #goreatorium #ninjagandhi #dethbed #pigeon #dollhut (at Doll Hut) https://www.instagram.com/p/CefMCLyr0WO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=