Bleeding Hell

[faustus]

So I finally cracked. After spending two nights getting to bed two or three hours later than planned due to trying to upload files or send emails on a bloody minded modem, I went out to buy a wireless replacement to give me at least the fighting chance of an early night.

Whilst there are no doubt cheaper ways of doing this, I used a Well-Known High Street Store Which Sounds Like An Indian Restaurant and bought a Belkine G-Mimo with a USB adapter. The installation went fine, and desktop is connected to the interworld rather more smoothly and rapidly than before. I followed the instructions, and I can also go wireless. And Marlowe the laptop can talk to it as well.

Of course, it's a security risk, and so I delve in the CD Rom instruction manual to sort out the security. The wireless is now password protected. But.

Whilst my laptop can connect to the modem, it won't connect to the interwebs. I've tried installing the dongle, but it's missing a file. For some reason my laptop is bad tempered and doesn't like wireless at the best of time - it took a while to get to talk to the interwebs of abrinsky and lamentables Towers. Yes, I've tried reset and turning it on and off again.

Off course, in the summer, I could get a long phone wire and connect to the modem direct.

About then, I felt a drip. A nosebleed. One of my gushers. Terrific. I finally cook dinner, which is thus vegetarian if not vegan, and eventually it stops. I go to the pub for a couple of hours, and get a call I'm waiting for. Whilst I'm on, it starts again. I change ears so I don't drip on the phone. It's fun having a nosebleed in public, and every so often have to run out to spit mouthfuls of bloopd into the gutter. It eventually subsides.

This lasts until I get home, and it starts a third time. I decide not to check email, and get to bed by 12.45, an early night.

When I awake at five, my lower face in caked in dry blood, with bits on my shoulders. I crack some of the worst off and go down to the loo, where I clean up as best I can. It's not a pretty look.

Touching wood, it hasn't started again today, and it was gone noon before I got up properly. Roll on the end of term.

Comments

[pigeonhed.livejournal.com]

OH sympathies, I used to suffer with bad nosebleeds, ranging from a few spots every week to the occasional non-stop like you describe. Aside from being unpleasant in itself, the amount of stupid and contradictory advice I received used to really wind me up. 'Look, I've been having these for years, I've seen an ENT specialist, I've had it cauterised (twice), I really am used to dealing with this, so please stop telling me to tilt my head back/forward/30degrees north west etc.'

[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

I had a cluster of them when in my late teens - and I'm fairly sure I had a period of them when I first moved to Canterbury. Given the high BP, I'm surprised I don't have more.

I've been told tilt back, tilt forward, hold end of nose, hold bridge and assume the brace position. All I know is you can only hold so much blood before you have to split or swallow.

I assume you'd wake up before you drown?

[pigeonhed.livejournal.com]

I hope so.

I used to find that an ice cube on the bridge helped a little, but it gives you a headache too.

Have you ever been cauterised? It worked but it is very unpleasant. I had it done two different ways at different times, once is a chemical paste and the other akin to a soldering iron technique. The former stings more the latter has the burning flesh smell so take your pick.

[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

I have an aversion to red hot pokers being stuck into any part of my anatomy, so no... It's never quite been so recurrent that it's felt necessary.

Should have asked for ice at the pub, but you run out of things to hold with.

I suspect i swallowed much blood given the attack of body horrors I had an hour ago. You really don't want details.