Australian Woman Passes Out Drunk In Canada, Wakes Up With Extreme Frostbite
Frostbite is one of those things you always hear about but you never actually see. Well this post is going to show you that all though frostbite sounds bad; that’s nothing compared to how it actually looks. One Australian woman from New South Wales went through a nightmare when she passed out after going out partying in Prince Albert, Canada. Side note – don’t party so hard you get blackout drunk. This party animal slept outdoors all night in the freezing Canadian winter. The result of which was that when she woke up she had suffered extreme frostbite on her hands.
She explained her terrible ordeal in a gallery post on Imgur under the user name TheBassistsMuse. She may still lose some fingers but somehow she has remained upbeat through her ordeal. It’s best to have her tell it:
“Im an Australian and I’m really fucking stupid. The background is basically i got way too wastey-pants one night in a new town in Saskatchewan (pronounced “Sas – catch – you – wan” if you’re curious) trying to make some friends and settle in. I was blackout drunk by midnight, with no phone, no money and no idea where i was and i couldn’t find my way home.”
“This is me and my friends a few hours before i disappeared. (I’m in the middle) Last i was seen was 2.30am. Now don’t mistake for this for a sob story, theres no complaining here. Just pure unadulterated idiocy. I went full retard.”
“This was the photo of my fingers about 20 minutes after i was found. Apparently a symptom of hypothermia is tiredness. So i was found in a ball trying to sleep. My fingers were also notably purple. It was 5.45am when i was found. At 6.30 a nurse told me that best case scenario i keep my fingers. Worst case, i lose my hands.”
“The next few days i was taken care of at the hospital by some fucking insanely cool nurses and doctors. Everyone wanted to check out my sweet blisters and find out how long an Aussie can withstand the cold before almost dying. Apparently 3 hours is pretty piss-weak.”
“While in a flurry of nurses and bandages and medication i was given time with the local specialist called…Wait for it….Dr. Freezin!!! I know! My injury has its own pun! When people say theres a silver lining to every situation they are right. And its usually a pun.
Anyway, he talked me through how my fingers are going to blister and puff. Explicitly told me not to pop them cos thats his job in a few days.”
“So this was the day he popped them. And the biggest they reached. The pain and pressure at this point was verging on unbearable. I was taking opiates the whole time. Frostbite recovery is pretty well known for its pain, apparently. Doc Freezin described to me that your skin and such can freeze and die on a cellular level. The bodies need to regenerate it and the inflammation is the hurty bit. My hands ranged from “frostnip” to 3rd and 4th degree frostbite.”
“My next visit with Doc Freezin, he was wearing an apron and a face mask with a plastic shield over his head. With my hand over a metal tray, he cut my blisters with a scalpel. Puss went everywhere. EVERYWHERE. I think i even got the hospital curtains. After a few minutes i was completely deflated and this was the result.”
“And now into recovery. My hands are healing and i can use them again by this point. Dr.F said i’ll probably keep all of my fingers. The only ones to worry about is my left pinky and right middle fingertip. I won’t find out until June.
If i lose them i wanna make a sweet custom made prosthetic. Just like Margot Tennenbaum in The Royal Tennebaums. Fuck yeah.”