You would have loved my Mum, Tom. She had a stroke when she was 68 and lasted till she was 89 defying all odds and all sorts of set backs. She had lovely carers and my sister to look after her. Some of her carers used to come round and share a bottle of wine with her before they set off on a night out. My name Vivdora is taken from hers, Vivienne Dora. She was an artist and taught herself to paint again using her non dominant (L) hand . Anyway one day my sis found a pool of what looked like blood under Mum's chair and she asked her if she was bleeding. Mum denied it so after a quick visual scan my sister began to examine the dog. After a whilde we realised that one of mum's shoes was filling with blood and we found a little gusher. Obviously we applied pressure but it seem to want to stop bleeding and she was starting to "go off" so we decided it was time to call for help. Along came a very nice man , as they say,who was very kind to Mum. By this time the bleeding had stopped and he got her into bed , checked her BP and said " you don't want to go to hospital do you?" No thanks! So she was able to stay at home and recover.That's a good job done you know, it's not all ER is it? About bleeding , I do wonder if the fact that you do not know you are bleeding and can quietly bleed to death is down to a design fault or planned obsolescence? What do you think?