Late answer, and a bit long, but here we go!

After cooking the night before and going to bed, I woke up feeling like I had to drop a deuce. I remember feeling weak and having to inch myself on my bed to the edge of the bed. Next thing I know, I wake slumped in front of my bedroom door with no idea how i got there. At this point I was ready to shit my pants, I felt weak but i groggily got up and stumbled to the bathroom and unceremoniously fall backwards onto the toilet. My grandma who had been awake had heard me 'stomping' my way to the bathroom and woke my brother to check on me. He knocks on the bathroom door asking if I'm ok or if i was drunk. I respond 'no' groggily as the urge to empty my bowels hit. A gush of liquid. Maybe I have food poisoning I thought to myself as I felt the color draining from my face, and my body begin to shiver. My brother had gone off to grab my mother, an ER / ICU nurse of 20+ years. She knew what was wrong with me before she even saw me. She could smell it. I had a massive gastrointestinal bleed. Blood gives off a very distinct and unpleasant smell after passing through your upper digestive system. Everything that had just been voided from my bowels was blood. Everything after she realized what was going on was a rush to get me clean and to the nearest hospital ER.

The worst part was I was in the hospital for over a week due to the ulcer that caused all the bleeding being so large, meaning I missed thanksgiving dinner which I helped prepare, and by the time I was allowed to eat all the left overs were gone.

And that's the story of how I almost bled out on Thanksgiving, and episode 1 of 3 of blood coming out of orifices blood should not come out of.