Nose Bleed

[zanias]

A shower. I decided that I would take a shower now. I turn the light on as I reach out for the faucet, preparing for a hot shower. I crank up the music and let myself relax.
You know the routine. Grab the soap, wash your body, your feet, your face. Shampoo your hair. My eyes are closed. I could do this in my sleep. I stand there, allowing the warm water to wash over me. Beggining to feel light headed, I look down only to discover a small pool of blood as more of the red stuff trickles down my face to join the puddles that's forming on the floor.
So suddenly I became aware of the blood flowing from my face despite the warm water washing over me. I slam the shower off, instinctively grasping my nose, squeezing my nostrals tightly closed against the blood pooring out. despite my efforts I wathed as my blood flowed through my hands and down my arms only to splatter across the bathroom floor.
Desperately I grabbed my towel, quickly padding myself dry. I couldn't get a good grip on my tissue without having it stick to my body. Finally I was able to cram some of the paper into my nose. Still, half soaked from my we hands, it clung there in a giant wad.
I gave out a quiet sigh, music still blaring. I wiped the diluted blood off the floor, the rest having rinsed down the drain. I hate nose bleeds.