I had surgery to remove some lymph nodes from my armpit, which resulted in a massive hematoma. To everyone’s surprise, the nodes were heavily discolored and full of tattoo ink from my sleeve. My dad died from lymphoma, so when my nodes swelled, removal was the safest call. Once it wasn’t cancer, I never really chased down how the ink got in there.
I’ve had several surgeries, including my neck and shoulder, and none of them came close to this one pain-wise. As soon as the anesthesia wore off, I ended up back in the ER. The ER doctor got my surgeon on the phone and let’s just say, he was not impressed by her.
Over the next couple of weeks, gravity slowly pulled the blood from my armpit all the way down my body. It looked like extreme bruising and incredibly uncomfortable, but it was oddly fascinating to watch. Even stranger: where the blood was making its way down, there was no pain there. So the pictures are very deceiving.
Anyway, I figured that might be mildly interesting.
Samceleste on
It’s not gravity: blood just followed the arrow. Try with an up arrow next time you’ll see…
Mirewen15 on
I recently had a Leiomyosarcoma removed from right under my left armpit (looks like the same spot). I thought mine looked bad… Holy crap yours is way worse.
NectarineSpecially on
Thanks, I hate human physics. Rest up, man
Xalibu2 on
Not gonna argue….yet that does not look painless.Â
We need to test this person for further reference. Pain tolerance at 98%
Edit- them drugs better be good. Or again I struggle to see how you ain’t hurting.Â
Atlv0486 on
When I was in 6th grade, I was playing around with some friends, I was the small kid in the group and the biggest kid was swinging me around by my arms fast enough that my whole body was up in the air basically parallel with the ground. We did this pretty regularly but the last time we ever did our hands slipped apart and I landed face first on the ground. I broke my nose and ruptured a lot of blood vessels all over my face. My whole face turned into a giant bruise. The whites of my eyes were red. Almost 30 years later I still have a bump on my forehead. Over the next like 8 weeks the blood slowly drained down and by the end of it my chest had turned green. We kept track of the progress every few days in my social studies class.
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I had surgery to remove some lymph nodes from my armpit, which resulted in a massive hematoma. To everyone’s surprise, the nodes were heavily discolored and full of tattoo ink from my sleeve. My dad died from lymphoma, so when my nodes swelled, removal was the safest call. Once it wasn’t cancer, I never really chased down how the ink got in there.
I’ve had several surgeries, including my neck and shoulder, and none of them came close to this one pain-wise. As soon as the anesthesia wore off, I ended up back in the ER. The ER doctor got my surgeon on the phone and let’s just say, he was not impressed by her.
Over the next couple of weeks, gravity slowly pulled the blood from my armpit all the way down my body. It looked like extreme bruising and incredibly uncomfortable, but it was oddly fascinating to watch. Even stranger: where the blood was making its way down, there was no pain there. So the pictures are very deceiving.
Anyway, I figured that might be mildly interesting.
It’s not gravity: blood just followed the arrow. Try with an up arrow next time you’ll see…
I recently had a Leiomyosarcoma removed from right under my left armpit (looks like the same spot). I thought mine looked bad… Holy crap yours is way worse.
Thanks, I hate human physics. Rest up, man
Not gonna argue….yet that does not look painless.Â
We need to test this person for further reference. Pain tolerance at 98%
Edit- them drugs better be good. Or again I struggle to see how you ain’t hurting.Â
When I was in 6th grade, I was playing around with some friends, I was the small kid in the group and the biggest kid was swinging me around by my arms fast enough that my whole body was up in the air basically parallel with the ground. We did this pretty regularly but the last time we ever did our hands slipped apart and I landed face first on the ground. I broke my nose and ruptured a lot of blood vessels all over my face. My whole face turned into a giant bruise. The whites of my eyes were red. Almost 30 years later I still have a bump on my forehead. Over the next like 8 weeks the blood slowly drained down and by the end of it my chest had turned green. We kept track of the progress every few days in my social studies class.