Does super glue sting if you use it to close a wound?
My boyfriend cut himself, well basically cut really deep into the tip of his finger and he wants to super glue it shut. I didn't advise this but he's going to do it anyway. Well, he was until i said "it's probably going to burn." So, he said, "why don't you yahoo it?" So, my question is, does it burn when you use super glue on a wound?
Which is more painful -a sting from a bullet-ant, or an actual bullet-wound?
There isn’t any way to objectively quantify pain. It can be generalized in to ranks, especially when comparing similar pains like stings (it’s easy to say sting X feels worse than sting Y), but even then there’s far too many variables to account for- pain is very subjective. It becomes impossible to compare pain from two different types of wounds- a sting and a gunshot, for example. They cause very different type of trauma and very different types of pain, which can’t be compared. Some people say being stung by a bullet ant is as bad as getting shot, but you can’t take that as any objective evidence as to which is worse. Many people don’t even, or barely, feel it when they get shot. For others it’s the most painful thing they could imagine. There’s probably very few people who have been shot AND stung by a bullet ant, not all of them agree it’s comparable, and when they did get bit/shot was likely under vastly different circumstances from the others. It is impossible to objectively say which hurts more.
Why does a wound sting so much when you use alcohol or salt, what are the mechanisms at play?
Pain is mediated by nerves. They’re like wires that go from your brain to, for example, your finger, where if you touch something it sends a signal. Now if you hack into the nerves someplace else, like when you get a cut, then the nerve ends are exposed, which is very unpleasant for them because they like to be well protected. But if you add salt or anything else to severely stress or injure the nerves, they’re going to send a massive signal to your brain that you feel as pain. Enough nerve damage on its own can do the same thing.
What does it mean when someone says salt on my wound?? figure of speech?
It means to make a bad situation worse. Salt on an open would makes the wound hurt worse than it did before.
Pain (sensation): What does it feel like to pour alcohol on a big wound like in the movies?
They shouldn't be doing that. That will give you the worst possible stinging burning sensation imaginable. If it's a big wound, the first thing that needs to be done is pressure bandaging, and then call for help. There's no way you can treat a large deep wound by yourself.
What does it feel like to cut yourself? How did you feel before and after? Does it have positive or negative impacts on your life or people around you? With the mounting number of teenagers who cut themselves to relieve stress, I want to understand.
Before: I'm hurting so bad emotionally. I just want to free myself of my pain. I pull out a small, shiny object. A thumb tact. This will do, I thought.During: It will only be a small scrape. Then I start. I get caught in the rhythm of stroking my skin harshly with the sharp edge. I cant stop. I see it getting red. I see blood starting slowly ooze out of the wound, but i keep going. Striking my skin harder, faster. It's not me in control anymore. I can feel it pulsing. It's starting to swell. Redder and redder it gets, more and more blood starting to flow out. And yet I still continue. Harsher strokes still, the wound is widening now. I'm an outsider in my own body, watching these hands that are no longer mine tarnish my body. And suddenly, I stop.After: I close my eyes. I hadn't noticed that I was breathing so hard. I slowly reopen my eyes and look at the object laying in my hand, with a new reddish tint. Then to my fingers, also stained red now. And finally towards the new cut. It's ugly; red and throbbing, an inch long in length and about 4 centimeters wide. My lost feelings start to return with the pain pulsing from new incision in my body. I drop my weapon of choice, the thumb tact. I want to cry, to give up. The emotional turmoil inside me too much to handle. But i cant, not with others around, oblivious to what had just occurred. I keep my clothing away from the throbbing area and shield that part of my body. I put on a smile and pretend to be happy even though I'm clearly not. I want to scream, but i remain silent. Im broken inside, another piece had just chipped away, never to return and only to leave a scar. A line on my skin that will never leave me and be a constant reminder of my pain.There is both positive and negative impacts for me, as shown above. Positive would be that I can cope better and it removes my emotional stress. Negative would be that it hurts like fury and burns like fire. It makes me want to give up, but I can't. It also leaves a scar, a constant reminder of what i had done to myself and the pain I was feeling.As for the people around me, they don't notice and don't care. If they did then I wouldn't be doing this in the first place.
How does it feel when you cut your wrist?
You know that feeling when you finally get to pee after holding it in for what seemed like forever? Till you had to do the ‘pee dance’?That relief. The sensation of letting it all out, being able to feel something other than numbness.Depression is a funny little thing. It attacks you with so, so, so much. And then one day, you feel nothing. Nothing at all. Like a blank canvas waiting to be drawn on.So you paint lines across your skin.You feel a pinch. Blood oozes out of your fresh cut. Gosh, the weight is lifted off your shoulders. You want to paint more.And you do.More blood oozes out, slowly but steadily…You catch yourself in a trance. You realize your wrist is full of cuts. A thought like this may cross your mind: More… Where else can I…And something goes off in your brain. You're snapped back to reality. How am I going to hide this from my family/friends/loved ones?Then a pang of regret and guilt may hit you. You think about the faces of the ones who care about you when they see your wounds. Perhaps you panic, perhaps you fall into a deeper pit of helplessness.You go on the internet to search ways to conceal the evidence and you discover that there are so many others like you. Who are in pain. Who are suffering in similar ways. You are not alone.So you pick yourself up and clean the area. You somehow feel better. Slightly better.Then, a day passes. An event stirs you up and you feel ever so overwhelmed.Perhaps. Just perhaps, you think “I want to- No. I need to cut.”.Eventually, you find yourself covered in scars. You wish to stop, but cannot. One simple stroke led to so much more.Tl;dr: It only feels good in that moment, when you are so caught up in the act. Afterwards, I felt mostly regret.