Wisdom Tooth Blood Clot Look Like Novels & Stories

Unknown to him, Jayson was staring at him suspiciously. ‘What is he hiding?’ Jayson thought. * * “Gosh, the beef I ate is stuck in between my teeth.” Ellie complained as she tried to use the toothpick to pull it out. Julia laughed at her. “Hey, stop laughing. I am not joking.” Ellie said with a frown. “Oh my gosh, my gums are bleeding.” Ellie said as she felt the metallic taste of blood. “Hey, maybe we should go to the school hospital.” Julia suggested.

A little blood clotting in action by an amazingly underappreciated body organ; platelets and thromboplastin. Am I boring you with medical jargon? Oh, well. I got to my bathroom and applied some ointment to the wound. My skin was red and there were two dark dots along with teeth marks around it. Luckily, he did not yank my skin nor meat, so I would not have to stitch anything. But on the parts where his fangs did dig in, the cut was deep and again, it was hella painful. So, I grabbed my surgical kit stashed on the upper cupboard of my bathroom mirror. I took out a small syringe with spare lidocaine–an anesthetic, and injected it near my wound.

Golden Cicada shook his head, his expression calm. However, the wound on his neck was spurting with blood, looking extremely horrific. The mangled flesh had turned black, giving off a fetid stench. The blood vessels around the wound were protruding, bruising into a dark green. This color was spreading inwardly along the blood vessels, looking extremely horrific. Ding Hao inhaled a cold breath. The injury was more serious than he had imagined.

Vomiting a little amount of blood some of his teeth fell out. He didn't expect the teeth but as he inhales more his black long hair detached from his head. He expected it but as he thought that he didn't know what's happening. As one could guess... his conscious went shut down. ------------------------------

The doctor swallowed, then fixed the rims of his glasses on the bridge of his nose before looking at the of in his hands. “She has a subdural hematoma. It is a type of brain bleeding that occurs between the dura mater and the brain itself. She seems to have hit her head hard, twice, which worsened the state of the blood clot in the brain. We will need to have her under our watch. If the clot doesn’t go down on its own in the next 72 hours, she’ll need an open skull surgery.” He paused, and I was fucking thankful because every word he said felt like a rusted spear was piercing right through my heart over and fucking over again.

She woke up with a killer headache, her jaw aching but now it was bruised on top of that, and blood in her teeth. It was, arguably, the worst wake up of her entire life. Then Jamie realized she was in Andy's lab, collared to his weird chain wall and it immediately nudged the removal of her wisdom teeth into a distant second place. "Good, you're up. You were out for longer than I thought you would be. To be fair though I did give you a second dose after you, you know, bit me."

A sharp pain pulsed through my gums, and when I spat, streaks of blood splattered across the porcelain. Beck banged on the door, yelling. "Is everything okay?" My chest tightened. "I'm...I'm fine," I replied. Wiping my mouth, I felt something strange—off. Slowly, I ran my tongue along my teeth and froze. My fingers were unsteady as I touched my canines They were longer and sharper, protruding out of my gum. My breath hitched as I looked up at the mirror. My own wide-eyed reflection stared back. What the heck is happening to me?

What is that which is pulling me towards you? I was still oogling at him with many things paying inside my mind when all of a sudden I realised that I am slipping down, I tried to sit firmly but the lack of space isn't helping much. Finally I lost my balance and my body was kicked out of the little wardrobe. Fuck! My head hurts, I was now laying on the floor and I think I lost some of my teeths as my eyes spotted the blood on the floor. The first thing I did was to see, the number of teeths left in my jaw and to my surprise all of them were there, then where is the blood coming from?!

I asked, incredulously. The wolf looked at me and bobbed his head vigorously. "You're out of your damn mind," I muttered but sat on the closed toilet seat anyway. I eased my shoe off my foot carefully, wincing and cursing a couple of times as it came off. My sock was soaked, and the white fabric was stained red in a couple of places. In other places, it was the yellowish color of pus. Blood and pus. Yay. My eyes started to sting as I peeled my sock off my foot, and I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to stop from crying out.

Inside the mushed food was a shard of glass the size of my thumbnail. I paled. Grabbing my water bottle, I rushed to the sink and rinsed out my mouth, hoping to remove any more miniscule shards that might be remaining. I wanted to vomit as I watched the water, tinted pink with blood, run down the drain. After a quick inspection of my mouth, I was glad to only find superficial cuts, one on my tongue and one on the roof of my mouth. It could have been a lot worse. If I hadn’t stopped chewing when I did, it would have been.