I bought a frozen shrimp ring amongst other things for a birthday thing I was doing and popped it into the fridge to defrost. Everything went as planned but I did forget about the shrimps so I put them back in the freezer. At the time I didn't know you shouldn't re-freeze stuff like that, so I thought nothing of it. A few months later I took the shrimp ring out again and defrosted it, ended up being the only one that had a few of those shrimps, everyone else attacked the pizza and wings. Needless to say, I got the worst food poisoning ever, it was horrible, I felt like I was going to die. No physical pain came remotely close to the pain I was feeling for about 3 hours straight. I would not wish that type of pain on anyone.
Yep. I got some kind of bug from traveling to the Dominican Republic. Thank god it didn't hit until after I'd been home for a night. That second night, I woke up with the worst pain in my guts I'd ever experienced. Hunching didn't help, curling up didn't help. It hurt to breathe. I thought I was going to die. Thought I was making so much noise (pain noise, mostly) that I woke everyone else up in the house. That pain lasted about 12 hours, but lingered on and off for the next 12 (total of about 24). Stomach bugs/food poisoning like that is absolutely awful.
Red velvet doughnuts for me. At only one...and, thanks to a fast metabolism, was on a 6hr ride four hours later. Never again. I'm no wimp, but I actually got scared during that one.
Got food poisoning twice so far. One from some questionable ranch dressing at a pizza place and another time from causes unknown. It's amazing the reactions that the human body goes through whenever it's trying to get rid of something that it deems as poison. I was rapidly, horribly ill for a couple days each time.
I think it took more time recovering from the actual bodily reactions to the bad food than the actual bad food would have caused in the first place. I was sore in all sorts of places for a few days.
I can feel you pain. I had ordered a Peking Duck from my company's evening fast-food program (I was pulling 15h a day during my M&A internship). I woke up the day after with the taste of the duck in my mouth, like a big, peking-y tasting dick throating deep down my body...
I crawled to my job and didn't eat or move from my chair for those 15 hours. I was a statute and nobody bothered me that day. Sometimes I feel that, being a redhead, I was so pale that day that I had turned invisible.
Kidney stones. I started feeling them on my 25th birthday. I thought I had a cramp at first it turned out that one of these suckers got stuck in my ureter that was 13mm. It was so giant that no thing could get passed it. The pain was beyond unbearable. When it got stuck I instantly fell to ground in pain and I wasn't able to move any parts of my body. I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone.
I had a kidney stone in high school and I was talking with the school nurses one day, one who had experienced both said childbirth definitely takes the cake.
Childbirth has lovely mechanisms to release so many drugs into your brain afterwards though so you forget the pain happened and think its a good idea to have another baby xD
I have had two, both not so giant. Still the worst pain I have ever been in though, the first one had me on the floor screaming and I thought my kidneys were failing.
What happened was called anesthesia awareness. It is a rare occurrence where the person is aware after being administered anesthesia because of a few possible factors such as: a mistake in the dosage or the reaction to the medication to an individual. In some cases, such as mine, the dose given does nothing but paralyze you it does not numb your senses. I cannot stress enough that this is a very rare thing so it won't happen to you in all likelihood as if memory serves it happens in less than 0.02% of all surgeries.
I needed joint surgery as I had done considerable damage to my ankle thanks to a certain dog which shall remain nameless. They put me under. I was motionless but I was aware. I felt them cutting into my flesh, prying it open. I heard the cutting into my bone and felt the reverberations of the tool. I smelt the sickening smell of burning bone as they drilled and cut. I felt their hands and tools in my exposed flesh. I felt them put me back together. All my senses were alive. I was screaming without a sound trying desperately to make the slightest move . I could not pass out. I felt everything. There was no real cogent thoughts only panic and pain, blinding pain. I can remember what happened in the operating theater for the several hours of the operation. When the drugs wore off and I regained the ability to speak and move. I apparently told the doctors what happened rather bluntly. They were horrified to say the least.
I don't talk about it much because it still makes my skin crawl. Admittedly I did use it when a friend of mine claimed that childbirth was the worst pain anyone can endure. I simply smiled at her and said ever been vivisected?
Vivisections are like dissections. The difference is that you vivisect something living and dissect something that is dead for those that don't know. I define terms because I'm dealing with a diverse group of people and there are a lot of unknowns. Please don't take it as an insult to your intelligence.
Anaesthetic Awareness is the proper term. Not to downplay op's horrifying experience or anything. But with a term like vivisected, I was expecting some sort of a pow story or something.
That is horrifying. Will this always happen to you, or are there alternative drugs to use. I mean really, facing the possibility of another operation must be gut wrenching.
I hate to be rude but curiosity is getting to me so, at the risk of sounding like a callous asshole, can I ask you a few questions that relate to your experience? Please feel free to say no.
Holy shit, man. That's fucked on a whole 'nother level.
Years back I got stupid and managed to need 7 stitches in my lower lip. They numbed me up pretty good, but the local anesthetic didn't really affect one side. So, the last 4 stitches went through completely un-numbed lip. Refused to give me more local, so I had to hold still while the nurse finished the job. Wasn't easy.
I woke up in the middle of wisdom tooth surgery. I was completely paralyzed except for my eyes, and I woke up right as they were sawing a piece of my jaw out. I could feel the saw in my mouth. And they had sunglasses on me, so they couldn't see my eyes. Luckily, a nurse must have seen my eyes, because I remember her saying "he is awake" and giving me more anesthetic. Luckily though, unlike you, I didn't feel any pain, just the pressure. But even that small experience has given me some really bad doctor anxiety.
Me and my Mom went to this restaurant that serves really good "homemade" style food. It was delicious, I had a quiche and then a dessert that had tons of meringue in it (my mom had the same).
Turns out the eggs they used weren't cleaned properly, and worse, their workers weren't washing their hands either... So, yeah.
The next day my mother woke up with extremely high fever and diarrhea/vomit and could barely move... I woke up normally, took a shower and did everything normally until I noticed that she was sick. Soon after that it hit me... It hit me really hard. I was minding my own business when all of a sudden I start feeling ill, nausea, and whatnot, and not five minutes pass and I'm exactly like my mom. The day went by and we were basically corpses laying in bed; we didn't move, we didn't want to eat or talk, we just wanted to stay there and wait it out (not like we had the energy to move anyway)... But the next day it was so bad (we were zombies at that point) that my father had to take us both to the hospital in a hurry.
We had to stay in the hospital for a little OVER A WEEK. We had been the worst case of salmonella in my country and the ministry of health was calling us to make sure they had the proper testimonies to close the restaurant (which they did).
It was terrible. It was the worst pain I've ever felt in my life; my energy was sapped out and I literally had what I called pesto diarrhea (green liquid) even after I left the hospital. Before I got sick I weighed about 74 Kg and when I left the hospital I weighed 58 Kg... At that point I was literally a walking corpse.
So, yeah. Always make sure you eat at a safe place, and for the love of gosh dang, DON'T wish salmonella on anyone! It's the worst and most painful sickness I've ever experienced.
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. I was so happy to get my teeth out I hugged the nurse. I'm sure I looked like a blood soaked zombie trying to eat her. Thanksfully, her professionalism endured.
Wow, that really shouldn't have hurt that bad. As a medical student I've seen many of them performed and while it is definitely uncomfortable, it's strange that it was the worst pain of your life
I can't say for /u/laebshade but while a spinal tap in itself is just somewhat uncomfortable, it is how I ended up with my own greatest pain which I described here.
Maybe the same thing happened to him and he took a shortcut in the description.
Me and my dad went to a trip together and I choked on a piece of bread, I could not breathe and almost died so he helped and I spit it out, but sadly while doing that he pushed too hard on my back that a vertebra bone cracked and became thinner on the nerve and I could not walk for a couple of weeks and it used to hurt like hell that I had to have an operation. I am much better now.
Mine is gallstones, but specifically an attack when I had a gallbladder infection. Fuck me that was painful. I went through three full- size canisters of gas and air (nitrous oxide/oxygen) from the ambulance to the emergency room. They also put me on morphine and it was still painful. Fuck gallstones.
Up until a couple months ago I would've said kidney stones, but I think having my nipples pierced topped that. Holy shit was I unprepared for how much that would hurt. I would've quit after one nipple, but my wife had just gotten both of hers done (we did it together to celebrate our anniversary) and my ego wouldn't let me show that much weakness. So I went ahead with the second one. Damn. Nipple piercing. Who would've thought?
Its a thing, I know a few couples whove done it but I also know a couple who had to get separated when the piercings got caught and tangled together during sex. And one of the other guys had both of his ripped out in separate incidents (his wife then had hers removed just in case)
Yikes! I guess that's a good reminder to stick with jewelry that can't get tangled. At the moment we're pretty safe with the barbells that were used for the piercing process. If/when we switch those out for something else I'll definitely pay attention to tanglability.
yeah she had the bars and he had rings or something. and the bar got caught through the ring and just like wedged or something. Was awesome.
The guy who had his torn out I can't recall what style they were but one caught on his chainmail shirt when he was taking it off (his under tee didn't adequately protect him or something) and riiip. The other one I never heard how it happened i was took busy cringe-gagging from the first incident.
I twisted my foot on high school bleachers once. Landed on that ankle weird and got a pretty bad sprain. That night I had a really hard time sleeping because of the pain.
Leaking cerebrospinal fluid through a small hole in my spine. It's basically "brain juice", the liquid your brain is in. The empty space in your skull when you lose it creates an unbearable pain and the mother of all headaches.
Now when I get asked how much something hurts on a scale from 1 to 10, getting kicked in the balls is barely a 6.
Yeah this is called post spinal tap headache, its pretty common although it can vary in intensity. It's typically alleviated by caffeine and laying horizontally
I had to lay horizontally for a day until they could patch the hole. When I got to the hospital, I had nothing to eat for a day but I puked bile just from the pain. It can get seriously bad.
I hurt my back loading my hammer dulcimer in a car after hurricane Bonnie.
The pain was unbearable. I never want to be on a first name basis with that kind of pain again.
I got steroids,which fixed it promptly.
I have very very very high pain tolerance, broke my right arm, walked to my mom and showed her my wobbly arm, broke my right arm, drove myself to hospital. Someone at a previous job accidentally shot 650 degree glue on my hand where I have nerve damage now, stayed and worked.
I let pain take over for once second and than I shoo it away. But by far the pain that has made me cringe and made me weak is pain thats inside of my body. The flu, colds, stomach virus, migraines.
Outside the body I am very strong, inside the body.. I am a baby. :(
So far I would say IUD insertion. I've had food poisoning and broke my arm, but this was way more uncomfortable. It's a very different kind of pain than an injury outside your body, and your whole uterus just cramps up. I had to lay down the entire day with a heat pack after taking a ton of ibuprofen. The parts that are painful are the clamps and the actual insertion. The clamps grab on to your cervix to hold it still and straight, OUCH. Then the IUD is inserted into your cervix. (Guys, imagine metal clamps grabbing your penis by it's head and pulling it straight before they shove a Q-tip up your urethra.)
Really? I have an IUD and I really didn't find it that bad (no pain meds or anaesthetics whatsoever). Like I wouldn't even compare it to breaking my arm.
I don't doubt that yours hurt like a bitch, but I also thought I should share incase someone reading this is considering one. I would hate for them to be deterred. The cramps each month are kind of annoying, but totally worth it.
I completely smashed my elbow and had to get surgery to have it rebuilt. Coming out of the surgery, I remember the moment the anaesthetics faded. I went in to complete shock. I remember my only thought being "don't let my mother see me". They had to cover me in warm blankets and stuff me full of morphine. That's how we found out I have a very high opioid tolerance. Unfortunately my body began to shut down from a morphine overdose. They had to put me on mechanical breathing and I couldn't walk for over 6 hours. I remember begging the nurse for a Tylenol, anything, but she said she couldn't give it to me because of the morphine. I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone. I was trapped in a dark room by myself, in excruciating pain for hours, unable to even move. As it wore off, all I could do was vomit pure bile.
Two years later, I had to have a second surgery done to fix all the stuff they messed up with the first one. I went to an entirely different province with a highly reputable surgeon. I told him about my last experience and this time they used fentanyl from the get go. Even though my second surgery was significantly more invasive, the surgeon and nurses did a fantastic job and it didn't even compare to my experience at the first hospital. It REALLY made me realize the difference between good health care and poor health care.
Torn meniscus (as the specialist had described it... "extreme tear"). Now I saw the specialist in say 2012, this wasn't the first time that I had seen a doctor about my knee pain. I had seen one around 2005 where he basically said "lose some weight and your knee pains will go away". See the thing is... with this sort of pain, the last thing you want to do is exercise since walking is painful enough. You don't expect knee pain to be such an issue. I walked around on that for 7 years before seeing a specialist after injuring it further while playing Squash. I was meant to have surgery on it, but I'm stubborn (more hate operations), so I'm living out the pain. I feel fine now that I've stopped playing Squash and take care of my knees.
I was on the last stretch of a 3 mile jog. I had competed in half-marathons and many triathlons (Olympic and Half-Ironman distances), so 3 miles was nothing. I'm running normally when I hear a loud pop and my knee started hurting and feeling wobbly. Five minutes later, I could barely walk.
I go to the hospital which is where primary care clinic is at. Also, I had a terrible health care team at the time. I waited 3 hours before seeing the nurse. She asked me what happened and glanced at my knee. She told me to go wait in the waiting area until the doctors calls me back. I waited another 4 hours to see the doctor...except I didn't see the doc. Instead, the same nurse came out to tell me to go to the prosthetics service and pick up a cloth knee brace. Keep in mind that I could barely walk. It took me 15 mins to walk down the hall, something that would take a healthy able-bodied person a minute at most. I come back to the clinic and check in to wait for the nurse again. She calls me back and "teaches" me how to slip it on. Then, tells me to pick up a prescription at the hospital pharmacy. It was 1 of 3 refills of 100 x 325mg of acetaminophen. WTF?! I went home pissed out of my mind, thinking that it would go away eventually. A month later and I'm still in bad shape. I go back and luckily actually see a doctor on another team since mine wasn't in that day. He orders an x-ray and then an MRI. They show a torn meniscus. Get surgery and it turned out I had a complex tear with swollen plica. They took out half of the meniscus and now I can't run much anymore :(
tl;dr: knee pain, shit health care, turns out it was a complex torn meniscus
aaaaaw crap. Yeah the pop is what happened to me. The complete loss of stability is horrible when you work up on the top floor of a place with only steps. Takes you 2 minutes to get up a flight, and even longer on the way down because you don't want to fall.
Having a thin heel of my shoe get caught in cobblestones- I kept moving and my foot did not. Popped (or pulled rather) my knee cap completely out of place. Blacked out shortly and couldn't walk on that leg without a boot and crutches for weeks. Had never had a serious injury before or since (knock on wood). Also, got rid of those shoes haha
Ripped a ligament in my right knee while skiing. I'm still feeling it today. As soon as I fell, I felt and heard it rip. Let's say I wasn't happy, as it pretty much ended my ski season (couple of weeks salary off, as I was a ski instructor on winter back then), plus I'm still having trouble squatting - I have to compensate by putting a lot more effort on my left leg. It wasn't ripped enough to go through surgery, but enough to leave some limitations.
Close second would be when I got that circumcision - no guy should have to see his penis blue and bleeding. :P
I once had surgery on my arm in a doctors office. My arm was badly infected with MRSA and antibiotics were only slightly slowing the spread. To try and keep me from being admitted to the hospital, the doctor tried pulling out the infected tissue. The anesthesia he had couldn't penetrate the infected stuff, so I sat there while he ripped out both infected and live tissue with forceps without any anesthesia at all.
It was probably similar to being repeatedly stabbed in the same place with a dull blade. I hope to never have to deal with live muscle and various other tissue being ripped out of my arm again. :/
Meningitis when I was twenty two, close runner up was the emergency Spinal Puncture they had to do to relieve the pressure on my brain. I had been sent home 4 times with the wrong diagnosis of a sinus infection. I was told if I returned to the hospital before the 25th, they would just send me back home. I waited till the 25th to go back, had a fever of 103, wasn't coherent in any way. (parents took me back in) And the ER doctor on call that day knew what it was right away. In the end, I lived, and at the time held the record for the person to have it the longest without dying at my hospital. (Not really a record I would suggest trying to beat, or even competing for.) If there was more than one hospital within reasonable traveling distance of my home, I might not have suffered as long. (3 Weeks from the onset of the headache.)
Reflex Sympathetic Osteo Dystrophy (now called Chronic Regional Pain Disorder) in my right knee. I woke up with a pain in my knee, thought nothing of it and went to work. The pain got worse and I had to leave early to go to the doctor. She had no idea so sent me to the physiotherapist next morning. After a very bad night I limped very carefully to the physios who sent me away again complete with tubigrip on my knee plus a walking stick, specially cut to size. Just as well because over the next couple of days my knee joint turned itself into a bag of burning jelly, and remained that way for the next 16 months. It also went a funny shape due to muscle wastage and was beautifully patchworked in blue, purple, pink and red. That's how the various doctors I saw knew it was serious. Oh goody. After four months of this I finally saw a chap who knew what it was and received my diagnosis. Lucky it wasn't infected he said, or we'd have to take it off. No treatment available, but it should calm down by two years. It did, but the pain never quite went away and it doesn't take much to set it off. No opiates, just NSAIDs which barely scraped the surface of the pain. I spent quite a bit of time telling people to move so that I could get my leg up and out straight. Fun times.
Now I have chronic sciatica as a result of using a walking stick when I should really have had crutches, together with plantar fasciitis. On a good day I can walk a few miles with moderate discomfort - on a bad day I'm walking on spears which shoot up through my heels to my lower back whilst one knee wants to burst into flames. It's good fun, I can tell you! I was 30 when it kicked off, over 20 years ago. Haven't had a pain free day since. On the good side my pain tolerance is rather high, I once had a tooth abscess without noticing... :)
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I bought a frozen shrimp ring amongst other things for a birthday thing I was doing and popped it into the fridge to defrost. Everything went as planned but I did forget about the shrimps so I put them back in the freezer. At the time I didn't know you shouldn't re-freeze stuff like that, so I thought nothing of it. A few months later I took the shrimp ring out again and defrosted it, ended up being the only one that had a few of those shrimps, everyone else attacked the pizza and wings. Needless to say, I got the worst food poisoning ever, it was horrible, I felt like I was going to die. No physical pain came remotely close to the pain I was feeling for about 3 hours straight. I would not wish that type of pain on anyone.
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Red velvet doughnuts for me. At only one...and, thanks to a fast metabolism, was on a 6hr ride four hours later. Never again. I'm no wimp, but I actually got scared during that one.
Got food poisoning twice so far. One from some questionable ranch dressing at a pizza place and another time from causes unknown. It's amazing the reactions that the human body goes through whenever it's trying to get rid of something that it deems as poison. I was rapidly, horribly ill for a couple days each time.
I think it took more time recovering from the actual bodily reactions to the bad food than the actual bad food would have caused in the first place. I was sore in all sorts of places for a few days.
I can feel you pain. I had ordered a Peking Duck from my company's evening fast-food program (I was pulling 15h a day during my M&A internship). I woke up the day after with the taste of the duck in my mouth, like a big, peking-y tasting dick throating deep down my body...
I crawled to my job and didn't eat or move from my chair for those 15 hours. I was a statute and nobody bothered me that day. Sometimes I feel that, being a redhead, I was so pale that day that I had turned invisible.
Kidney stones. I started feeling them on my 25th birthday. I thought I had a cramp at first it turned out that one of these suckers got stuck in my ureter that was 13mm. It was so giant that no thing could get passed it. The pain was beyond unbearable. When it got stuck I instantly fell to ground in pain and I wasn't able to move any parts of my body. I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone.
I've known two people with those. One of them said it was like trying to pass a bowling ball through a straw.
I've heard it said by people that have gone through all three, the level of pain goes:
1. Kidney stones
2. Gallstones
3. Childbirth
I had a kidney stone in high school and I was talking with the school nurses one day, one who had experienced both said childbirth definitely takes the cake.
Childbirth has lovely mechanisms to release so many drugs into your brain afterwards though so you forget the pain happened and think its a good idea to have another baby xD
This is probably the most accurate description.
I have had two, both not so giant. Still the worst pain I have ever been in though, the first one had me on the floor screaming and I thought my kidneys were failing.
Was this a kidney stone or a baby? A kid stone?
being vivisected.
It was the worse because I couldn't scream, I couldn't stop it and it lasted several hours.
The anesthesia only paralysed me.
I was wide awake during surgery and felt everything.
WTH! Backstory?
Well alright
What happened was called anesthesia awareness. It is a rare occurrence where the person is aware after being administered anesthesia because of a few possible factors such as: a mistake in the dosage or the reaction to the medication to an individual. In some cases, such as mine, the dose given does nothing but paralyze you it does not numb your senses. I cannot stress enough that this is a very rare thing so it won't happen to you in all likelihood as if memory serves it happens in less than 0.02% of all surgeries.
I needed joint surgery as I had done considerable damage to my ankle thanks to a certain dog which shall remain nameless. They put me under. I was motionless but I was aware. I felt them cutting into my flesh, prying it open. I heard the cutting into my bone and felt the reverberations of the tool. I smelt the sickening smell of burning bone as they drilled and cut. I felt their hands and tools in my exposed flesh. I felt them put me back together. All my senses were alive. I was screaming without a sound trying desperately to make the slightest move . I could not pass out. I felt everything. There was no real cogent thoughts only panic and pain, blinding pain. I can remember what happened in the operating theater for the several hours of the operation. When the drugs wore off and I regained the ability to speak and move. I apparently told the doctors what happened rather bluntly. They were horrified to say the least.
I don't talk about it much because it still makes my skin crawl. Admittedly I did use it when a friend of mine claimed that childbirth was the worst pain anyone can endure. I simply smiled at her and said ever been vivisected?
Vivisections are like dissections. The difference is that you vivisect something living and dissect something that is dead for those that don't know. I define terms because I'm dealing with a diverse group of people and there are a lot of unknowns. Please don't take it as an insult to your intelligence.
I thought a vivisection was an experiment?
It is.
Anaesthetic Awareness is the proper term. Not to downplay op's horrifying experience or anything. But with a term like vivisected, I was expecting some sort of a pow story or something.
Yeah, you won this thread. I doubt anyone would top that, and they'd come across as whining if they did try.
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That is horrifying. Will this always happen to you, or are there alternative drugs to use. I mean really, facing the possibility of another operation must be gut wrenching.
Wow! Thank you for giving us the backstory!
I hate to be rude but curiosity is getting to me so, at the risk of sounding like a callous asshole, can I ask you a few questions that relate to your experience? Please feel free to say no.
Holy shit, man. That's fucked on a whole 'nother level.
Years back I got stupid and managed to need 7 stitches in my lower lip. They numbed me up pretty good, but the local anesthetic didn't really affect one side. So, the last 4 stitches went through completely un-numbed lip. Refused to give me more local, so I had to hold still while the nurse finished the job. Wasn't easy.
I woke up in the middle of wisdom tooth surgery. I was completely paralyzed except for my eyes, and I woke up right as they were sawing a piece of my jaw out. I could feel the saw in my mouth. And they had sunglasses on me, so they couldn't see my eyes. Luckily, a nurse must have seen my eyes, because I remember her saying "he is awake" and giving me more anesthetic. Luckily though, unlike you, I didn't feel any pain, just the pressure. But even that small experience has given me some really bad doctor anxiety.
You poor soul
Salmonella. Salmonella, man.
Me and my Mom went to this restaurant that serves really good "homemade" style food. It was delicious, I had a quiche and then a dessert that had tons of meringue in it (my mom had the same).
Turns out the eggs they used weren't cleaned properly, and worse, their workers weren't washing their hands either... So, yeah. The next day my mother woke up with extremely high fever and diarrhea/vomit and could barely move... I woke up normally, took a shower and did everything normally until I noticed that she was sick. Soon after that it hit me... It hit me really hard. I was minding my own business when all of a sudden I start feeling ill, nausea, and whatnot, and not five minutes pass and I'm exactly like my mom. The day went by and we were basically corpses laying in bed; we didn't move, we didn't want to eat or talk, we just wanted to stay there and wait it out (not like we had the energy to move anyway)... But the next day it was so bad (we were zombies at that point) that my father had to take us both to the hospital in a hurry.
We had to stay in the hospital for a little OVER A WEEK. We had been the worst case of salmonella in my country and the ministry of health was calling us to make sure they had the proper testimonies to close the restaurant (which they did).
It was terrible. It was the worst pain I've ever felt in my life; my energy was sapped out and I literally had what I called pesto diarrhea (green liquid) even after I left the hospital. Before I got sick I weighed about 74 Kg and when I left the hospital I weighed 58 Kg... At that point I was literally a walking corpse.
So, yeah. Always make sure you eat at a safe place, and for the love of gosh dang, DON'T wish salmonella on anyone! It's the worst and most painful sickness I've ever experienced.
Tooth ache for a few months before finally getting a root canal. So much pain.
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. I was so happy to get my teeth out I hugged the nurse. I'm sure I looked like a blood soaked zombie trying to eat her. Thanksfully, her professionalism endured.
I crashed on a snowboard and broke both hands.
Was it a long sustained unbearable pain or more of a psychological shock?
Well I was young, so my pain threshold wasn't as high as it is now, so it was more unbearable. Now I wouldn't be in so much pain.
Spinal tap. The medical procedure, not the band.
Wow, that really shouldn't have hurt that bad. As a medical student I've seen many of them performed and while it is definitely uncomfortable, it's strange that it was the worst pain of your life
I can't say for /u/laebshade but while a spinal tap in itself is just somewhat uncomfortable, it is how I ended up with my own greatest pain which I described here.
Maybe the same thing happened to him and he took a shortcut in the description.
They had to stick me five times to get a sample. It was so painful i vomited.
Small town incompetence.
Me and my dad went to a trip together and I choked on a piece of bread, I could not breathe and almost died so he helped and I spit it out, but sadly while doing that he pushed too hard on my back that a vertebra bone cracked and became thinner on the nerve and I could not walk for a couple of weeks and it used to hurt like hell that I had to have an operation. I am much better now.
This post is telling me not to be stupid with food. Got it.
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Mine is gallstones, but specifically an attack when I had a gallbladder infection. Fuck me that was painful. I went through three full- size canisters of gas and air (nitrous oxide/oxygen) from the ambulance to the emergency room. They also put me on morphine and it was still painful. Fuck gallstones.
Up until a couple months ago I would've said kidney stones, but I think having my nipples pierced topped that. Holy shit was I unprepared for how much that would hurt. I would've quit after one nipple, but my wife had just gotten both of hers done (we did it together to celebrate our anniversary) and my ego wouldn't let me show that much weakness. So I went ahead with the second one. Damn. Nipple piercing. Who would've thought?
No local anaesthetic?
Nope, I don't think anesthetic is used much for simple piercings.
Is couple nipple piercing a common thing? When I went to get a piercing there was a couple in there getting some too...
I don't know. We came up with the idea on our own and never really thought about whether other people were doing it.
Its a thing, I know a few couples whove done it but I also know a couple who had to get separated when the piercings got caught and tangled together during sex. And one of the other guys had both of his ripped out in separate incidents (his wife then had hers removed just in case)
Yikes! I guess that's a good reminder to stick with jewelry that can't get tangled. At the moment we're pretty safe with the barbells that were used for the piercing process. If/when we switch those out for something else I'll definitely pay attention to tanglability.
yeah she had the bars and he had rings or something. and the bar got caught through the ring and just like wedged or something. Was awesome.
The guy who had his torn out I can't recall what style they were but one caught on his chainmail shirt when he was taking it off (his under tee didn't adequately protect him or something) and riiip. The other one I never heard how it happened i was took busy cringe-gagging from the first incident.
I twisted my foot on high school bleachers once. Landed on that ankle weird and got a pretty bad sprain. That night I had a really hard time sleeping because of the pain.
You're ready to join the Navy SEALs!
Leaking cerebrospinal fluid through a small hole in my spine. It's basically "brain juice", the liquid your brain is in. The empty space in your skull when you lose it creates an unbearable pain and the mother of all headaches.
Now when I get asked how much something hurts on a scale from 1 to 10, getting kicked in the balls is barely a 6.
Who kicked you in the balls? :D
Yeah this is called post spinal tap headache, its pretty common although it can vary in intensity. It's typically alleviated by caffeine and laying horizontally
I had to lay horizontally for a day until they could patch the hole. When I got to the hospital, I had nothing to eat for a day but I puked bile just from the pain. It can get seriously bad.
Yeah sometimes the hole doesn't close up by itself and they gotta patch it. Sorry you had to go through that, I've seen it and it sucks
I hurt my back loading my hammer dulcimer in a car after hurricane Bonnie. The pain was unbearable. I never want to be on a first name basis with that kind of pain again. I got steroids,which fixed it promptly.
I have very very very high pain tolerance, broke my right arm, walked to my mom and showed her my wobbly arm, broke my right arm, drove myself to hospital. Someone at a previous job accidentally shot 650 degree glue on my hand where I have nerve damage now, stayed and worked.
I let pain take over for once second and than I shoo it away. But by far the pain that has made me cringe and made me weak is pain thats inside of my body. The flu, colds, stomach virus, migraines.
Outside the body I am very strong, inside the body.. I am a baby. :(
Maybe you physically have an inner child.
So far I would say IUD insertion. I've had food poisoning and broke my arm, but this was way more uncomfortable. It's a very different kind of pain than an injury outside your body, and your whole uterus just cramps up. I had to lay down the entire day with a heat pack after taking a ton of ibuprofen. The parts that are painful are the clamps and the actual insertion. The clamps grab on to your cervix to hold it still and straight, OUCH. Then the IUD is inserted into your cervix. (Guys, imagine metal clamps grabbing your penis by it's head and pulling it straight before they shove a Q-tip up your urethra.)
Really? I have an IUD and I really didn't find it that bad (no pain meds or anaesthetics whatsoever). Like I wouldn't even compare it to breaking my arm. I don't doubt that yours hurt like a bitch, but I also thought I should share incase someone reading this is considering one. I would hate for them to be deterred. The cramps each month are kind of annoying, but totally worth it.
I completely smashed my elbow and had to get surgery to have it rebuilt. Coming out of the surgery, I remember the moment the anaesthetics faded. I went in to complete shock. I remember my only thought being "don't let my mother see me". They had to cover me in warm blankets and stuff me full of morphine. That's how we found out I have a very high opioid tolerance. Unfortunately my body began to shut down from a morphine overdose. They had to put me on mechanical breathing and I couldn't walk for over 6 hours. I remember begging the nurse for a Tylenol, anything, but she said she couldn't give it to me because of the morphine. I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone. I was trapped in a dark room by myself, in excruciating pain for hours, unable to even move. As it wore off, all I could do was vomit pure bile.
Two years later, I had to have a second surgery done to fix all the stuff they messed up with the first one. I went to an entirely different province with a highly reputable surgeon. I told him about my last experience and this time they used fentanyl from the get go. Even though my second surgery was significantly more invasive, the surgeon and nurses did a fantastic job and it didn't even compare to my experience at the first hospital. It REALLY made me realize the difference between good health care and poor health care.
Torn meniscus (as the specialist had described it... "extreme tear"). Now I saw the specialist in say 2012, this wasn't the first time that I had seen a doctor about my knee pain. I had seen one around 2005 where he basically said "lose some weight and your knee pains will go away". See the thing is... with this sort of pain, the last thing you want to do is exercise since walking is painful enough. You don't expect knee pain to be such an issue. I walked around on that for 7 years before seeing a specialist after injuring it further while playing Squash. I was meant to have surgery on it, but I'm stubborn (more hate operations), so I'm living out the pain. I feel fine now that I've stopped playing Squash and take care of my knees.
Let me relate!
I was on the last stretch of a 3 mile jog. I had competed in half-marathons and many triathlons (Olympic and Half-Ironman distances), so 3 miles was nothing. I'm running normally when I hear a loud pop and my knee started hurting and feeling wobbly. Five minutes later, I could barely walk.
I go to the hospital which is where primary care clinic is at. Also, I had a terrible health care team at the time. I waited 3 hours before seeing the nurse. She asked me what happened and glanced at my knee. She told me to go wait in the waiting area until the doctors calls me back. I waited another 4 hours to see the doctor...except I didn't see the doc. Instead, the same nurse came out to tell me to go to the prosthetics service and pick up a cloth knee brace. Keep in mind that I could barely walk. It took me 15 mins to walk down the hall, something that would take a healthy able-bodied person a minute at most. I come back to the clinic and check in to wait for the nurse again. She calls me back and "teaches" me how to slip it on. Then, tells me to pick up a prescription at the hospital pharmacy. It was 1 of 3 refills of 100 x 325mg of acetaminophen. WTF?! I went home pissed out of my mind, thinking that it would go away eventually. A month later and I'm still in bad shape. I go back and luckily actually see a doctor on another team since mine wasn't in that day. He orders an x-ray and then an MRI. They show a torn meniscus. Get surgery and it turned out I had a complex tear with swollen plica. They took out half of the meniscus and now I can't run much anymore :(
tl;dr: knee pain, shit health care, turns out it was a complex torn meniscus
aaaaaw crap. Yeah the pop is what happened to me. The complete loss of stability is horrible when you work up on the top floor of a place with only steps. Takes you 2 minutes to get up a flight, and even longer on the way down because you don't want to fall.
Having a thin heel of my shoe get caught in cobblestones- I kept moving and my foot did not. Popped (or pulled rather) my knee cap completely out of place. Blacked out shortly and couldn't walk on that leg without a boot and crutches for weeks. Had never had a serious injury before or since (knock on wood). Also, got rid of those shoes haha
Ripped a ligament in my right knee while skiing. I'm still feeling it today. As soon as I fell, I felt and heard it rip. Let's say I wasn't happy, as it pretty much ended my ski season (couple of weeks salary off, as I was a ski instructor on winter back then), plus I'm still having trouble squatting - I have to compensate by putting a lot more effort on my left leg. It wasn't ripped enough to go through surgery, but enough to leave some limitations.
Close second would be when I got that circumcision - no guy should have to see his penis blue and bleeding. :P
Kidney stone. A tiny one too...
even tiny one hurts like a biatch. -_-
I once had surgery on my arm in a doctors office. My arm was badly infected with MRSA and antibiotics were only slightly slowing the spread. To try and keep me from being admitted to the hospital, the doctor tried pulling out the infected tissue. The anesthesia he had couldn't penetrate the infected stuff, so I sat there while he ripped out both infected and live tissue with forceps without any anesthesia at all.
It was probably similar to being repeatedly stabbed in the same place with a dull blade. I hope to never have to deal with live muscle and various other tissue being ripped out of my arm again. :/
I snapped my femur in half when I was 11. It was an unpleasant 3 months in hospital .:P
Meningitis when I was twenty two, close runner up was the emergency Spinal Puncture they had to do to relieve the pressure on my brain. I had been sent home 4 times with the wrong diagnosis of a sinus infection. I was told if I returned to the hospital before the 25th, they would just send me back home. I waited till the 25th to go back, had a fever of 103, wasn't coherent in any way. (parents took me back in) And the ER doctor on call that day knew what it was right away. In the end, I lived, and at the time held the record for the person to have it the longest without dying at my hospital. (Not really a record I would suggest trying to beat, or even competing for.) If there was more than one hospital within reasonable traveling distance of my home, I might not have suffered as long. (3 Weeks from the onset of the headache.)
Reflex Sympathetic Osteo Dystrophy (now called Chronic Regional Pain Disorder) in my right knee. I woke up with a pain in my knee, thought nothing of it and went to work. The pain got worse and I had to leave early to go to the doctor. She had no idea so sent me to the physiotherapist next morning. After a very bad night I limped very carefully to the physios who sent me away again complete with tubigrip on my knee plus a walking stick, specially cut to size. Just as well because over the next couple of days my knee joint turned itself into a bag of burning jelly, and remained that way for the next 16 months. It also went a funny shape due to muscle wastage and was beautifully patchworked in blue, purple, pink and red. That's how the various doctors I saw knew it was serious. Oh goody. After four months of this I finally saw a chap who knew what it was and received my diagnosis. Lucky it wasn't infected he said, or we'd have to take it off. No treatment available, but it should calm down by two years. It did, but the pain never quite went away and it doesn't take much to set it off. No opiates, just NSAIDs which barely scraped the surface of the pain. I spent quite a bit of time telling people to move so that I could get my leg up and out straight. Fun times.
Now I have chronic sciatica as a result of using a walking stick when I should really have had crutches, together with plantar fasciitis. On a good day I can walk a few miles with moderate discomfort - on a bad day I'm walking on spears which shoot up through my heels to my lower back whilst one knee wants to burst into flames. It's good fun, I can tell you! I was 30 when it kicked off, over 20 years ago. Haven't had a pain free day since. On the good side my pain tolerance is rather high, I once had a tooth abscess without noticing... :)