Ear Bleeding After Piercing Novels & Stories

With it still trickling, I put a simple bandage over it. I look down at my shirt. It’s soaked in crimson. I changed and rushed out of the apartment while holding a napkin to my ear. I hurriedly walk the two blocks to the clinic without waiting for the bus. I check in, and the nurse hands me gauze and some meds to help staunch the bleeding. But it takes forever to be seen, and entering the exam room, there waits the same doctor, whose name I can’t remember. “How did you do this?” the doctor asks, looking over my ear.

Why is she crying? I think it’s the sight of the blood that’s upsetting her. Without thinking, I grab a pair of shorts and strip off the towel, ready to wipe the blood from my forehead. Did I hurt myself there, too? Maybe when I slammed my head against the wall? I touch the spot, but there’s no pain. It’s just the blood. My hands are what hurt—the sting of the piercings, the throbbing in my palms. I wipe at my forehead again, trying to clean the blood off, but it just smears.

“You have swelling and bleeding in your private area. It is most likely due to the abrasion caused by the intense combat last night” Amy sneered. Dana wanted to find a hole to hide and never come out. Even though Ben’s expression was ugly, he asked “How do we treat this?”

Cold enough to make her instinctively pull her hand away. “What is…” A thin line of blood appeared beneath one nostril. At first, it looked insignificant, no more than a trickle. Then another stream emerged from his other nostril. Someone in the crowd pointed. “He’s bleeding.” The blood continued to flow, creeping over his lips before dripping onto the concrete. It wasn’t the bright crimson red she expected. It was darker. So dark that it looked almost black against the pale gray pavement. A woman covered her mouth. Another stepped backward, clutching her purse to her chest.

My eyes stung at the pain in my nose as the blood surged, the bleeding growing worse with the removal of the cloth barrier. I gave her my nose, and she carefully licked it. Tears bled from my eyes at the sting of the pain; nose injuries were the worst. The bleeding didn’t stop, so she kept licking. After a few minutes I gently put a hand on her face, grabbing the shirt and turning it to find a clean spot. “It’s not going to work,” I told her, rubbing the side of her face. “Thanks, though.” I lifted the shirt back to my nose.

I ordered, as my gaze moved between the stats and the bleeding. Slowly his stats started to improve and there wasn’t nearly as much blood as there had been. Releasing the air, I had been holding, I held out my other hand and asked for the clamps. With the bleeding now under control, I was able to see that it had been a blown blood vessel, nothing that I couldn’t easily repair.

I applied body lotion and face cream before measuring new piercings. In the left ear I placed one each on the lobe, upper lobe, and orbital. On the right are two helixes and a snug. I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of their reflection. They are a good thing for my ears, especially since my skin is white. I smiled and sprayed Chanel N ° 5 which Bernice also gave me. I glanced once more at myself in the mirror before smiling as I left the room. I went to the dinning room to find something to eat, when I heard a noise in the garden area.

Blood swept down onto Claire’s hand as she studied his. “It’s gonna need to stay open. We’ll wrap it and I have some powder we can use to stop the bleeding but it will need to heal on its own.” Claire said, giving him his hand back. She then stood leaning over him as she studied his shoulder. She frowned deeply seeing all her work gone and needing to be redone. She then stood and looked at his ear. She touched it slightly and he winced. The cut was long but wouldn't cause any damage to his actual ear.

in a whisper as well. "No, you are not. We need to go to the nurse's office to look into that. You are bleeding behind your ear." "I'm bleeding?" "Yes, Scar. You are bleeding. You don't even have nails. How are you able to hurt yourself?" It was strange. Scarlett thought. She is only now beginning to experience pain. If she was bleeding, it suggests that she was not even conscious of hurting herself.

I bit down on it hard, hoping to relieve some of the tension. Tears were pooling in my eyes as the pain just got worse. I felt like I would pass out soon. The scar in my abdomen was slowly opening back up and blood began to leak from it's seams. I placed the other end of the towel over it applying pressure in hopes of slowing the bleeding down.