Worst thing today: I got nose bled again and its not good any how.
worst day of your life
(Mar. 08, 2012 12:55 PM)MAB Wrote: Worst thing today: I got nose bled again and its not good any how.
You do not understand the purpose of this topic : you only post once, and you tell us what your very worst day in your whole life was. You getting a nosebleed today is nothing, unless you have a very dull life generally. My brother's nose bleeds once in a while, and that does not make those days the worst of his life.
Last friday was the worse. I got piled up with work and barely got to listen to linkin park. I hate my even day schedule
Lucky you. If that's the worst day for you, your life is crazy good.
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worst day of my life when my crush said she hated me(we are friends now)
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I've had a few very rough days, most of them within a 1-1.5 year period around 2010 iirc.
The worst, well, two consecutive days, aren't really something I'm comfortable discussing. The worst I'm comfortable discussing is probably the day about a year ago (I don't remember the date exactly, there was about a year and a half full of horrible events there, and it's all melted into one big horrible blur), when the family dog, Ollie, a cavalier king charles spaniel, had to be put down.
He'd had a failing heart for a while, but he lasted a lot longer than expected, he came really close to death one day, and then went on comfortably for another five months, he was always very happy. I got my own dog in preparation, so that I wouldn't be lonely in the event he passed (and also because I wanted a really playful dog), and they got along nicely (she was very docile, so he was King of the House).
Anyway, I came back from work one day (I'm always at work when things go bad...), and Dad picked me up, and told me he wasn't eating, and was having huge trouble breathing. The vet was closed, so I tried to make his last night special, spent a few hours just lying with him, seeing if he felt like eating his favourite foods (Chicken, Cheese, Chops, and other "Ch" foods), but yeah, it was hard watching him like that, and I mean, he really loved food, so when he stopped eating cheese, it was sad, and basically, we'd said that would be our indication that the time had come.
He also had a lot of fluid in his chest, which caused coughing and such, he couldn't clear it due to his heart or something. On that last day, he really swole up. He was never a thin dog, but yeah...
We took him to the vet the next day. Our local vet is very nice, but yeah... Apparently euthanasia normally takes a little while, but as soon as that needle went in, he was gone. It turned out that the properly working side of his heart had given out the previous day, he was ridiculously hardy, and lived far longer than anyone could have thought, and up to the last day, was happy, but it was still sad to see him go, and the finality of that moment is something I still haven't been able to fully deal with. Every so often I'll have a dream and he'll be there, and then I wake up, and it hits me again. I mean, I wouldn't change anything were I able to, and he did live 10 happy years, one of those with a failing heart, I had plenty of warning, and my own dog by that point, but Ollie was the first real pet I had, the dog I grew up with, and even writing this, just remembering those last days, my eyes are full of tears.
Probably a bit over-detailed, and maybe a bit too depressing, and it's probably best to not reply, as nothing needs to be said, but eh, I kinda needed to write it down and stuff, I guess.
More appropriate than blood noses, minor beyblade-related incidents, and being helped by girls at any rate.
The worst, well, two consecutive days, aren't really something I'm comfortable discussing. The worst I'm comfortable discussing is probably the day about a year ago (I don't remember the date exactly, there was about a year and a half full of horrible events there, and it's all melted into one big horrible blur), when the family dog, Ollie, a cavalier king charles spaniel, had to be put down.
He'd had a failing heart for a while, but he lasted a lot longer than expected, he came really close to death one day, and then went on comfortably for another five months, he was always very happy. I got my own dog in preparation, so that I wouldn't be lonely in the event he passed (and also because I wanted a really playful dog), and they got along nicely (she was very docile, so he was King of the House).
Anyway, I came back from work one day (I'm always at work when things go bad...), and Dad picked me up, and told me he wasn't eating, and was having huge trouble breathing. The vet was closed, so I tried to make his last night special, spent a few hours just lying with him, seeing if he felt like eating his favourite foods (Chicken, Cheese, Chops, and other "Ch" foods), but yeah, it was hard watching him like that, and I mean, he really loved food, so when he stopped eating cheese, it was sad, and basically, we'd said that would be our indication that the time had come.
He also had a lot of fluid in his chest, which caused coughing and such, he couldn't clear it due to his heart or something. On that last day, he really swole up. He was never a thin dog, but yeah...
We took him to the vet the next day. Our local vet is very nice, but yeah... Apparently euthanasia normally takes a little while, but as soon as that needle went in, he was gone. It turned out that the properly working side of his heart had given out the previous day, he was ridiculously hardy, and lived far longer than anyone could have thought, and up to the last day, was happy, but it was still sad to see him go, and the finality of that moment is something I still haven't been able to fully deal with. Every so often I'll have a dream and he'll be there, and then I wake up, and it hits me again. I mean, I wouldn't change anything were I able to, and he did live 10 happy years, one of those with a failing heart, I had plenty of warning, and my own dog by that point, but Ollie was the first real pet I had, the dog I grew up with, and even writing this, just remembering those last days, my eyes are full of tears.
Probably a bit over-detailed, and maybe a bit too depressing, and it's probably best to not reply, as nothing needs to be said, but eh, I kinda needed to write it down and stuff, I guess.
More appropriate than blood noses, minor beyblade-related incidents, and being helped by girls at any rate.
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That's to sad, Th!nk...
the "currently" worst day/s of my life was a few weeks ago. what happened:
1. A lot of homework
2. I had to do 8 articles, 8 folios, nameplate, masthead, editorial cartoon, comics, and other stuff related to newspapers...
3. I got hit by a volleyball right into my face, then my nose began to bleed.
4. Lastly, I *failed* to pass my exam...
IF anything happens this week, then it will stick for the rest of summer
the "currently" worst day/s of my life was a few weeks ago. what happened:
1. A lot of homework
2. I had to do 8 articles, 8 folios, nameplate, masthead, editorial cartoon, comics, and other stuff related to newspapers...
3. I got hit by a volleyball right into my face, then my nose began to bleed.
4. Lastly, I *failed* to pass my exam...
IF anything happens this week, then it will stick for the rest of summer
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th!nk man, that really hits me. My dog had to be put down in December 2010 and I really can relate to all the emotions; sitting down with her, the look on her face, even the dream stuff to this day. My dog had had thyroid problems for about a year, skin infections, a bunch of stuff that was really unpleasant for her to deal with. She had lumps removed, it was just a lot for her. The last week she struggled quite a bit, and on the last day she also couldn't eat, and ended up collapsing outside and we had to carry her in and into her crate. The vet was also closed, so we had to go to the animal hospital that takes the evening shift for our vet. After about an hour, they said there was things they could do, but it would just make her suffer. The decision was to put her down. We all went to see her before they put her down, she was so skinny, looked so fragile, it was really a sad night, full of lots of tears.
Unfortunately, it happened on her 15th birthday, December 7. 15 was a long time to squeeze out of her, and she was a super playful and loving dog. Lots of good memories that sometimes bring me to tears to this day. There's an Iams commercial with a golden retriever/lab, and at the end where they show the adult one, it looks exactly like my dog did, the face structure, hair colour, hair length, same personality, it really hit me. There's something about dogs that build such a strong connection, it's so incredible, they don't need words. Dogs (since I've only ever owned a dog) are a great way to learn about real connections with no biases, racism, anything, it's just so amazing of an experience that I can't even explain, and I can tell you got very well th!nk.
I love my dog, she loved my family, and the great memories are something I'll never forget.
I had a relative pass away about six months later, at the time I had left this website (in other words, I think the dots can be connected). He was healthy and happy to the very end, someone who everyone said I was exactly alike, looks and personality wise, and someone who I love and respect in every way. However, I think it'd be best not to go into too much detail.
Unfortunately, it happened on her 15th birthday, December 7. 15 was a long time to squeeze out of her, and she was a super playful and loving dog. Lots of good memories that sometimes bring me to tears to this day. There's an Iams commercial with a golden retriever/lab, and at the end where they show the adult one, it looks exactly like my dog did, the face structure, hair colour, hair length, same personality, it really hit me. There's something about dogs that build such a strong connection, it's so incredible, they don't need words. Dogs (since I've only ever owned a dog) are a great way to learn about real connections with no biases, racism, anything, it's just so amazing of an experience that I can't even explain, and I can tell you got very well th!nk.
I love my dog, she loved my family, and the great memories are something I'll never forget.
I had a relative pass away about six months later, at the time I had left this website (in other words, I think the dots can be connected). He was healthy and happy to the very end, someone who everyone said I was exactly alike, looks and personality wise, and someone who I love and respect in every way. However, I think it'd be best not to go into too much detail.
I know that feel bro's. I'm so sorry to hear about your dogs. I also have a long depression story, which is also the worst day(s) of my life about my 2 year old boxer puppy, Georgie, having to be put down, and how it changed my life more than I could have ever expected or wanted.
Last week, my longest friend Kes, a 13 year old rottweiler had to also be put down. She lived a great life, for that I am happy, but it's always the hardest things we have to go through - I see dogs higher than I see most humans. Dogs don't judge you or hold a grudge, they love you unconditionally.
Last week, my longest friend Kes, a 13 year old rottweiler had to also be put down. She lived a great life, for that I am happy, but it's always the hardest things we have to go through - I see dogs higher than I see most humans. Dogs don't judge you or hold a grudge, they love you unconditionally.
I love dogs too but sad to here what happen to ur dogs. poor dogs. farewell I guess.
Well I`ve had a lot of worst moments but one of the worst i can remember is when i was 3 and i fell down A LONG row of stoney stairs. I`ll mention my others later
But this week has been the worse. on thursday a basket ball crushed my middle finger (on my left hand) and now its in bandages. and yesterday i was holding a burning splint in science to light a bunsen and the flame burnt down all the way to my (right hand) index finger and it got bandaged as well. two finger injuries in two consecutive days. but luckily i can still play beyblade
But this week has been the worse. on thursday a basket ball crushed my middle finger (on my left hand) and now its in bandages. and yesterday i was holding a burning splint in science to light a bunsen and the flame burnt down all the way to my (right hand) index finger and it got bandaged as well. two finger injuries in two consecutive days. but luckily i can still play beyblade
today i had to remove 6 viruses from my laptop and my moms computer lemme tell you im still in shock....it sucked and what makes matters worse i got sick too
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Channel Clone(Mar. 10, 2012 9:21 AM)Clonetos Wrote: today i had to remove 6 viruses from my laptop and my moms computer lemme tell you im still in shock....it sucked and what makes matters worse i got sick too
So removing viruses and getting sick was the worst day of your entire life?
@SSJ/Lee: Your posts really resonate with me, I agree strongly with basically everything in both, I just really haven't had a chance to respond yet, thinking about that day gets me down a bit more than I'm willing to allow right now.
(Mar. 10, 2012 2:25 PM)th!nk Wrote:hey man its one of them considering i got a phobia of viruses but it won't top 08(Mar. 10, 2012 9:21 AM)Clonetos Wrote: today i had to remove 6 viruses from my laptop and my moms computer lemme tell you im still in shock....it sucked and what makes matters worse i got sick too
So removing viruses and getting sick was the worst day of your entire life?
@SSJ/Lee: Your posts really resonate with me, I agree strongly with basically everything in both, I just really haven't had a chance to respond yet, thinking about that day gets me down a bit more than I'm willing to allow right now.
They day a kid in my class when i was at a festival tried to push me off a 7 foot tall stage IT WASNT FUNNY I COULVE BROKEN MY NECK AND DIED and the next worst day was this year when i said something to a girl in my class and she slapped me in front of all my friends.
2 years ago when I found out my uncle got a heart attack. He was active and healthy, and it came all of a sudden.
Also seeing my grandfather go was a big one too.
Also seeing my grandfather go was a big one too.
My grandma passing way and my dog, who was the same age as me.
Day I saved over my Pokemon File with a completed pokedex by mistake. Fml.
I have many bad days, but here are the 3 worst.
The first one is the time I was 4(?) me, my aunt, and my bro were throwing rocks to see how far they went. When a huge rock was thrown, I ran off and tried to catch it. Unfortunately I failed and the rock ended up banging my forehard hard and my head busted open and started bleeding like crazy. I was extremely dizzy. Luckily I didn't get a cuncussion and we managed to stop the bleeding.
The second is when I had to have eye surgery when I was 6 to straighten my left eye. When the surgery was done and I woke up I could barely see at all. I had to keep blinking and I felt weird.Man, it felt bad. It did stop after a while, though.
The third is when I found out I had anxiety disorder after I had an anxiety attack at night.I was shaking lake crazy and I just would calm down. I had to pray to make it stop, and it did luckily. Every now and then it happens again, but I stop it quickly.(No, I won't see a doctor because I don't want any medicine because I am afraid of the "side effects" that can happen, heh heh.)
The first one is the time I was 4(?) me, my aunt, and my bro were throwing rocks to see how far they went. When a huge rock was thrown, I ran off and tried to catch it. Unfortunately I failed and the rock ended up banging my forehard hard and my head busted open and started bleeding like crazy. I was extremely dizzy. Luckily I didn't get a cuncussion and we managed to stop the bleeding.
The second is when I had to have eye surgery when I was 6 to straighten my left eye. When the surgery was done and I woke up I could barely see at all. I had to keep blinking and I felt weird.Man, it felt bad. It did stop after a while, though.
The third is when I found out I had anxiety disorder after I had an anxiety attack at night.I was shaking lake crazy and I just would calm down. I had to pray to make it stop, and it did luckily. Every now and then it happens again, but I stop it quickly.(No, I won't see a doctor because I don't want any medicine because I am afraid of the "side effects" that can happen, heh heh.)
Story of how this year after being a High School graduate (2011) began.
My stepdad physically tossed my mother onto the porch and locked her outside. It was in the low 40's.
My stepdad physically tossed my mother onto the porch and locked her outside. It was in the low 40's.
(Mar. 07, 2012 4:07 PM)Zain Wrote: Man, you've had a rough life haven't you Hazel? I have a white german shepherd and if he ever bit someone's nose.. well.. let's just say it wouldn't be pretty.
Phantom Paladin, did it full on bite your nose or just kind of play aggressively? Cos if it bit you then the owners of that dog should be in big trouble. People need to stop walking their dogs without leashes.
My dog once had to have surgery to stitch up the side of his body cause an aggressive German Shepherd bit him. (my dog's part German Shepherd, part hound)
And worst day(s) ever: When I was near the Twin Towers when the attack happened in '01.
and when I saw my dad sobbing over one of my family's 2 cats cause he had to put him to sleep due to some intestinal problem the cat had and the cat was throwing up all night long
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When my friend who introduced me to beyblade died about 2 years ago because of cancer
It was 7 tears ago my grandfather died cause of alshaimer, now my grandmother is all alone in her house.
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when my grandmother and grandfather died in car accident.
