Yeah, pretty much as the title says, out of seemingly nowhere I passed out whilst watching Prometheus at the movies with my girlfriend today.
During the surgery scene, where the main character, Elizabeth Shaw, gets an alien embryo cut out of her whilst still awake and stapled back up, I was covering my girlfriend's eyes, since she doesn't like that sort of stuff. I last thing I remember was watching her being stapled back together whilst the alien squid-thing lashed around in the tight auto-surgery chamber. What it felt like next was a heap of commercials playing in my head and flashes of many different things from memory. As I came to, I awoke with tingling arms and legs and blurry vision, as my girlfriend was yelling at me and almost crying and on the screen there was what I think was a bunch of guys shooting guns.
Anyway, according to her, I lolled my head back with my eyes open and my tongue hanging out for nearly five minutes, whilst she told me to stop it, eventually freaking out and yelling at me and hitting me to try and wake me up.
So guys and gals, what are your thoughts? has this ever happened to you or someone you know? Me personally, I'm still pretty freaked out about the whole thing. I knew I was bad at surgery and such, but I didn't ever imagine it could have this effect on me.
Inb4 "lol man up you pussy."
EDIT: 'Kay guys, so after speaking with my mum and my brother I decided to see my GP today. A lengthy session with her brought her to the conclusion that is was an incredibly isolated instance of a reflexive epileptic fit.
This was basically brought about by the fact that I had not really eaten or drank anything in the past 24 hours (as I'm going through one of those phases where you just don't feel hungry), I hadn't slept particularly well and the fact that I was really not mentally equipped to experience that scene in the state I was in.
So yeah, my GP has assured me that this is one of those things that could have happened to anyone under the same circumstances and even then, it's like a one-in-a-thousand chance of it happening. Hilariously enough she likened it to someone hitting a bullet mid-flight with another bullet. It can happen, but it's just a really specific set of circumstances in which it would happen.
TL;DR: There's nothing wrong with me, turns out it was essentially self-inflicted. Y'know, because I'm a fool.
Again, thanks to everyone who's commented and offered advice. It is honestly touching to think that people can care enough to comment on a situation that has literally no bearing on them in any way.
And by all means, don't stop arguing over Prometheus. As I had to walk out of the theatre I didn't see the last 20 minutes, so it's all thoroughly riveting for me.
During the surgery scene, where the main character, Elizabeth Shaw, gets an alien embryo cut out of her whilst still awake and stapled back up, I was covering my girlfriend's eyes, since she doesn't like that sort of stuff. I last thing I remember was watching her being stapled back together whilst the alien squid-thing lashed around in the tight auto-surgery chamber. What it felt like next was a heap of commercials playing in my head and flashes of many different things from memory. As I came to, I awoke with tingling arms and legs and blurry vision, as my girlfriend was yelling at me and almost crying and on the screen there was what I think was a bunch of guys shooting guns.
Anyway, according to her, I lolled my head back with my eyes open and my tongue hanging out for nearly five minutes, whilst she told me to stop it, eventually freaking out and yelling at me and hitting me to try and wake me up.
So guys and gals, what are your thoughts? has this ever happened to you or someone you know? Me personally, I'm still pretty freaked out about the whole thing. I knew I was bad at surgery and such, but I didn't ever imagine it could have this effect on me.
Inb4 "lol man up you pussy."
EDIT: 'Kay guys, so after speaking with my mum and my brother I decided to see my GP today. A lengthy session with her brought her to the conclusion that is was an incredibly isolated instance of a reflexive epileptic fit.
This was basically brought about by the fact that I had not really eaten or drank anything in the past 24 hours (as I'm going through one of those phases where you just don't feel hungry), I hadn't slept particularly well and the fact that I was really not mentally equipped to experience that scene in the state I was in.
So yeah, my GP has assured me that this is one of those things that could have happened to anyone under the same circumstances and even then, it's like a one-in-a-thousand chance of it happening. Hilariously enough she likened it to someone hitting a bullet mid-flight with another bullet. It can happen, but it's just a really specific set of circumstances in which it would happen.
TL;DR: There's nothing wrong with me, turns out it was essentially self-inflicted. Y'know, because I'm a fool.
Again, thanks to everyone who's commented and offered advice. It is honestly touching to think that people can care enough to comment on a situation that has literally no bearing on them in any way.
And by all means, don't stop arguing over Prometheus. As I had to walk out of the theatre I didn't see the last 20 minutes, so it's all thoroughly riveting for me.
