tell us about the last time you passed out

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Gave blood. Stood up quickly immediately after they took the needle out. Went black for 30 seconds or so. Someone behind me caught me so I didn't fall. Scary, but absolutely no big deal.

(suffice it to say I will probably be sticking with The Simpsons Hit and Run)

About two weeks ago. I woke up puking infected sinus drainage and blood, shivering, fall onto hands/knees with face over toilet, then (still shivering) black out and fall on my side between the john and the bathtub.

The only time(s) I've passed out were when I was admitted to the ER a couple years ago, because of what turned out to be a bad gallbladder. It took them hours to get me dosed up enough on painkillers for them to have any effect, and then I faded in and out for ages without realizing it -- when I told my friend she didn't have to stay and hang around, she told me she'd already been home, taken a nap, gone to class, come back, talked to me, had dinner, and come back; it was the evening of the next day, and I'd been fading in and out without noticing.

standing up while taking a piss, drunk

came to: still standing, still pissing!

still strong!

Pissing like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid?

I passed out when I got out of bed in the morning a few weeks ago. I woke up on the floor with the cat giving me a bemused look.

Also a couple weeks ago my son and I were getting in my truck and for lack of a tissue I blew a big ol' snot-rocket and as soon as I was done I could feel this 'freeeoowwr' pressure build-up in my head and I blacked-out and fell down in front of my son, who, rather than freaked out, laughed at me. "What are you doing on the ground daddy?"

Back in 1995 or so I think. I was reading some article -- in Rolling Stone of all things -- on heroin abusers in Seattle (how very mid-nineties/post-grunge). It was a hot day up in the UCI newspaper offices, where I did some work at the time, and I must have not had much to eat or anything because I really remember all the fairly vivid descriptions of the injections giving me the creeping horrors, and everything started to get woozy for me.

What happened next was described to me later -- two friends came in and saw me sitting in my chair with the magazine on my lap, only I had my head thrown back and apparently was twitching, mouth agape. They weren't too sure what was up but they thought I was being a goof and said something random to me.

That snapped me back, I think, because suddenly I remember seeing them in front of me -- only, and I remember this VERY distinctly, they seemed two dimensional, everything seemed two dimensional, absolutely no depth. Damned creepy. Somehow I had thought I had had an extremely vivid nightmare and I was wondering why in the world I was in the office and not at my apartment where I should have been if I had been asleep. I staggered to my feet and moved over towards a cubicle to lean against and get my bearing, with my friends now realizing something was wrong and asking if I was all right. I repeated the part about wondering why I wasn't at my apartment and how wrong everything looked, and I turned back to look at them. They told me later how absolutely all the blood had drained from my face, that I was nearly totally pale. They sat me down, called the ambulance, went off to the hospital -- after checking me over and hearing my story, they concluded it was an unnerving enough one-off and cautioned me to take it easy, and asked that I report anything similar to them if it happened again. And it hasn't, so I'm thankful for that.

Last week. I was trying to get down the hall to the bathroom in the middle of the night but passed out in the hall. My friend found me and tried to help me walk to the bathroom but I kept passing out, so I just lay on the floor until my mom came over and the two of them half-carried me back to bed.

I'd actually gotten to the bathroom at one point but started falling over before I could close the door. I'm thankful for that anyway...

Back in college I was having a bad time of it and doing alot of drugs. Woke up one Tuesday morning after going on my traditional start-of-the-week bender and did a couple of bong loads before getting out of bed to take a piss. On the way from my room to the bathroom I collapsed in the hallway for I think about 30 seconds and when I woke up I was shaking and couldn't feel my legs. I thought I had fell and cracked my spine on something and crippled myself for life. Lasted about a minute before feeling started to come back.

Scared me pretty bad.. didn't start drinking till well after 7 that evening.

Does getting knocked out count?

That prostitute must have been pretty tough.

Poor Dr. C. His reputation is forever besmirched.

i fell and hit my head yesterday morning. blacked out for a moment or two.

About three years ago I got out of a really hot bath way too fast, headrushed and when my legs wobbled and gave out, chipped my tooth on the basin I couldn't quite grab on the way down.

I...can't. remember.

In class. Standing up one moment, decide to go get a glass of water, turn to tell the lab instructor why i'm leaving the classroom and can't because everything's gone grey. wake up lying on the floor (ewww) with everyone int he entire room standing around me. Was most embarrassing. Especially since I ran into one of my classmates "oh aren't you the girl who passed out in class last term?" What a way to be remembered.

The only time I can remember passing out was probably about five years ago. I had gotten up in the morning to urinate after a night of some drinking (but, if I recall correctly, not super heavy drinking or anything like that). I made it to the bathroom fine and finished my business, but the next thing I knew I was lying on the floor with my pants off, staring at the bathtub. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what I was doing in there; I wondered for a second if I had fallen asleep in there the night before. But then I remembered having gotten up and walking to the bathroom.

I can only surmise that I was just really, really dehydrated. Which is weird, because I'm sure there have been some other mornings where I was even moreso, after nights of heavier imbibing. but this is the only time something like that has happened to me. Also, yeah, I felt really lucky that I didn't lose a tooth on the toilet seat. I assume I fell backwards or something.

It was when I saw Bobby Bland in Chicago. The soul was too much for me and I blacked out, awakening to find da club full of pimps.

i passed out on friday in college due to stress one minute i was talking the next i was on the floor with my boyfriend, friends and dance teacher looking over me how embarrassing!!!

Only done it twice.

First time was in my old office around 1998. The Welsh Blood Transfusion team were in and everyone in my team were donating blood, and I'd not done it before and was a bit apprehensive, but those around me said it would be fine and I didn't want to look like a girl. But still, I thought, give it a go. So off I went down there with all my team, lay back on the couch, a nice nurse put a needle in my arm, I felt a bit weird, said as much, she told me to lie back a bit, and then....

I had a very nice dream about Neil Young, playing "Like a hurricane" in my back garden.

Then I woke up feeling like shit, with all my team and about five nurses around me holding me down and staring at me. When I had fainted - for about 30 seconds - I appeared to have had a fit which really scared my colleagues, especially those who'd put pressure on me to give blood. I don't know whether my blood was very thick or something, but they'd not got anything out of me before I fainted, and I ended up being comforted by nurses for about an hour afterwards, returning to my team like some kind of hero. About three weeks later I had a letter from the Blood Transfusion Service basically saying I should never ever give blood.

The second time was a week before one of my eye operations about a year later, when I was having a general health check up at my local hospital. The nurse wanted to take some blood, just as a general precaution, and my wife was with me this time. So I sat in a chair, looking out of the window, then felt the blood leaving me, felt weird again, continued to look out of the window which went a bit blurred and fuzzy and then...

I had a nice dream about Neil Young, playing "Tell me why" this time. I kid you not. When I faint, I dream of Neil Young.

And woke up about thirty second later again feeling like shit, everything was black and white for about a minute and I couldn't talk much for a while. Again, I'd had a fit while I'd fainted, and because I was just sitting in a chair in the corner of a nurse's room, this time it was a bit more dangerous for me. My wife told me that I'd started shaking really badly and was in danger of banging my head against both the wall behind me and the four drawer filing cabinet beside me. My wife and the nurse held me down to stop me. It really scared my wife, as she'd had epilepsy as a child and she thought I had it too. I had various checks down afterwards and it's something to do with blood pressure, and I have to be laid down and relaxed before I can give a blood sample.

Wow, this is a really scary thread! I've never fainted, blacked out or had a fit before and you all seem so blase about it!

Such brave soldiers :~)

Last time I passed out was quite recently in a party (drunk, obviously). The last thing I remember was lying on mattress, holding a girl. When I woke up the next morning the girl wasn't there anymore. This is probably a good thing, since nothing good would've come out of it.

I collapsed crossing the road once after leaving a party where I'd slept on the couch, and treated my throbbing hangover with 5 beers before 10am. There must be some kind of cause/effect trhing going on but I'm damned if I can find it.

Actually, the time before last when I passed out, again the last thing I remember was holding a girl, and when I woke up, not anymore. Is this a common occurence?

when you type "holding", do you mean "restraining"?

Only time: from heat, while wearing several layers of wool band uniform and standing at attention for a Memorial Day service. All sounds seemed to recede down long tunnels and my vision shrank to a dot in the middle and then blanked out, like turning off an old television. One fellow bandmember caught me while another caught my trumpet on the way down; they pulled off my wool jacket and poured water down my throat. I recovered in time to play Taps.

I fell into a deep dreamless sleep everytime I tried speed. I'd vomit first, then sleep. Maybe I was blacking out, I don't think it's eh, normal to sleep immediately after snorting speed.

I passed out in canada

this morning. i had 2 hours of sleep when my alarm clock went off. i had to rename a couple of files over at this server before some people went to work to use it. i did it, and was supposed to then go to my daytime work, then i passed out and woke up at 11

i had an awesome s3x0r dream whilst passing out though

I never have. But my friend felt dizzy on a train the other day, got up to get out and change to a less crowded one at East Croydon, then fainted and fell out of the open train door :(

She was ok thankfully. (Though the station/train staff reported that she'd fainted on the platform, rather than admit that dangerous overcrowding had caused her to faint.)

Non-alcohol related?

When I had that horrible blood problem/severe anaemia back in 2001. I had to go into hospital because I kept passing out and greying out for no apparent reason. I had to have my blood changed like Keith Richards.

Got out of hospital, played a gig the next day. Got offstage and pretty much almost immediately keeled over backstage, very much alarming and surprising Stuart Murdoch. Heh. BF of the time attempted to revive me with Irn Bru, despite the fact that it contains no nutricional iron is apparently useless WRT medical anaemia.

the time before this morning was at the Plastic People. on the dance floor. haha. i was really bored of the music i was dancing to so i decided to fall asleep, standing up.

ha ha, like Emsk at Poptimism.