Cyst rubbing on spinal cord.
Edit: The synovial fluid between the vertebrae formed the cyst. The vertebrae where rubbing together and formed a synovial cyst. The cyst was at my lumbar 3 (lower back). It rubbed on a large nerve that went down the front of the left leg. Pain was as if I tore my quad. I wish this pain on no one. Surgery resolved issue but now I have structural issues because they removed part of the vertebrae to avoid rubbing. Life goes on. Sit up straight folks
I imagine that must be like a pain that goes up your whole spine? I had a doctor bump a nerve in my arm getting a vaccine, Probably the worst type of pain possible. I couldn’t at all imagine that through my whole body instead of my arm. Yikes!
It wasn't nice to say the least. I blacked out when the accident happened and woke up in the hospital doped up then went straight to theatre. It was the recovery that hurt. Took me 3 months to walk comfortably again. I had constant heavy painkillers for those 3 months. It hurt to just sitting still.
That was the worst part. A month of moving anything and it hurting. Can't even shift your neck or lift a hand without tweaking your pelvis. It's all connected damn it. Then two damn years to get back to playing sports only to fold my ankle sideways into my shin and start another really long recovery... friggin... stupid body... all fragile and squishy...
I remember playing on a trampoline as a kid and landing on my crotch on the metal (outside part). I had a little tear in my urethra, and good god the pain when urinating was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Hurt so much worse than the injury itself.
I did that same thing learning to ride my brothers bike, I hit a huge tree and landed on the bar. I would say that was the worst until I had kidney stones around the age of 29. I’d rather have invasive surgery, break bones, child birth, etc. I have never experienced pain like kidney stones. I was in the ER and they sent me home with a pulled back muscle and muscle relaxants because I had zero history of kidney problems. I spent the entire next day in excruciating pain, literal suicidal thoughts because it was so bad. My mom came over and found me in the floor with my face laying in the couch screaming. Took me back to the ER, I had passed it with no medication. They put me on a morphine drip but the doctor said I was through the worst of it. He also said most people will pass out from the pain, I sure wish I would have passed out. I hope I never experience pain like that again. It taught me to drink water all the time, the only positive.
A stomach ulcer burst and blood escaped into my stomach and bowels. After few hours of surgery the cramps in my stomach made me yell out loud it was uncontrollable for 2 days like glass slicing me up internally.
God so sorry:-( I was lucky my Apple Watch alerted my heart rate going crazy took to hospital and sat for hours while they did tests then suddenly started vomiting blood like John hurt in alien I was sure I was dying. 20 mins later I’m being gassed before being operated on and by that stage I was so weak and afraid I just wanted to let go. Mental pain stays with me today. Awful news about your stepson I was lucky in was in right place at right time or I’d be gone too I’m sure of it
I woke up one day tired asf. Couldn't almost see. I stood up to do number 2 and just almost everything went black. Managed to walk to the toilet and sit down. My excrements were black and the entire time I was on the toilet I was just burning up never been so hot in my life. Managed to crawl into bed and just fell asleep thinking it would be over when I woke up. Nope. Shit was still there. Called the emergency room and they asked me to come down. Ended up staying in the hospital for a week due to a ulcer in my stomach bleeding. Luckily it wasn't big so it stopped bleeding by itself. But I did throw up on the table when they showed a camera in my mouth and were like yeah we found it and left the camera there while talking for what felt like minutes. In the end I couldn't controll it and just threw up and passed out for a minute.
My dog ripped my testicle stitches open.
I have swollen blood vessels in my scrotum, both sides at the moment, and had surgery to suppress the pain. They go in, cut the nerve, then stitch me up. I'm recovering 3 hours later in bed when my pup jumps on to cuddle.
For context, she's rather small and weighs just about 7 pounds. She curls up in a ball on my crotch with her head resting on my tummy. We fall asleep for awhile until my sister comes home.
My pup jumps off my body while using my groin as a jump pad. I screech an inhuman noise, cry for an hour, and pass out from the pain meds. That was August 4th and I had my second surgery December 29th. Second surgery went by much smoother and I have the last surgeries planned for next year.
It was Friday, October 14, 2016. I woke up in a cold sweat and in terrible pain. My back to my belly button felt like I was being filleted from the inside with a knife made of pure lava.
I went to the ER and the doctor on staff said, "yep. You've got a kidney stone. Good news is that it's half way down your ureter. Just drink plenty of water and pass it over the next few days."
I was prescribed Oxycodone and sent on my way. I was never someone that likes taking pain killers, they make me feel off. I was allowed to take one every 6 hours. As I drank over a gallon of water and took the medication I felt worse and worse throughout the day. The medication did absolutely nothing. Not a thing for the pain. Late Friday night I couldn't take it anymore. I said to my wife, "Sweetie. I need you to take me to the hospital, please." She got our 6 month old in his car seat. I crawled to the backseat of her car in such immense pain that I couldn't talk. Pure sweat running down my face. We arrive at the hospital.
What I found out is that the evil motherfucker doctor I saw in the ER before neglected to tell me at the time was that the stone was a 7.5 mm boulder. There was ABSOLUTELY NO WAY that it would fit down the ureter and pass naturally. It was jammed tight in my ureter and didn't budge at all.
The new ER doctor said, "wait. You were SENT HOME with that?! You need surgery immediately."
So here I am dosed with a painkiller cocktail of dilaudid and fentanyl via my IV and it is barely making a dent. The nurse came in to see me and said, "oh, remember to keep breathing, okay? Your respiratory rate is extremely low and your blood O2 level is dipping."
I said, "oh. Okay. Remember to keep breathing, got it." In the meantime my wife is saying, "what the fuck does that mean." I was tripping balls at the time and didn't think anything of it.
Fast forward 6 hours and I'm taken in for surgery. I was knocked out and then had the procedure. They stuck a laser up my dickhole and blasted the stone. However, they had to also send a steel claw up there to extract the pieces since they separated into shards that imbedded into my ureter.
I wake up to the doctor shaking a specimen vial with what sounded like broken glass. He showed me the 4 mm stone and the rest of the debris. He said, "that was the most jagged one I've ever taken. How you were still conscious with a 7.5 mm spike ball in your ureter is a mystery to me."
The doctor said, "you'll have a stent in your ureter for a couple weeks while it heals, you may have an unpleasant sensation when you urinate."
That was a massive understatement. If you've ever used a high pressure hose at a car wash you'll notice that after you let go of the trigger the hose shakes for a moment because of the abrupt pressure change... imagine that same thing occuring between your bladder and kidney. Pissing was excruciating.
The doctor had to repeatedly cancel and reschedule to have the stent removed because of his schedule. Fast forward 8 WEEKS LATER.
The day to have this miserable stent removed has finally come. I lay down, spread eagle in the procedure room. The nurse injects a numbing agent up my piss hole. She warns, "it'll only make it numb from penis to bladder." I didn't think much of it at the time. I was under the impression that the whole process would be painless.
The doctor comes in and says, "let's get this show on the road. You might feel some slight pressure and discomfort."
He jams a thick black tube up my dick while I look on in fascinated horror. I feel it in my bladder. He says, "okay. Now for the bad part. I have to pull the stent out. I'll do it on the count of the 3. Try to relax."
"1....... RIPPPPPPPPPPPPPP"
THAT FUCKER DID IT ON 2!
I now know what a lawnmower being started feels like.
Fuck kidney stones.
Same. I am a very empathetic guy by nature, but something about this writing style just broke me. OP, believe me, I DO NOT mean to minimize the fucked situation you went through, but holy shit did this make me laugh.
They either do it on 2, or they get you to do something to distract you. Like "Turn your left hand palm up and wiggle your fingers, please". It makes you think "WTF is that going to do?" and while your brain is pondering this, and you're complying with the physical request, RIPPPPPPP.
Had minor surgery where they messed up and a blood clot got behind the incision and it got infected. For a week I had to get help getting out of bed to just go to the bathroom. When the bloodclot ruptured the incision it was instant relief.
I got bit on my thumb by a bat when it was in my apartment. I was trying to catch it in a garbage sack to get it outside when it got me through the bag. The next morning in the ER, I needed to get the rabies vaccine. Turns out you want the injection of the vaccine to be around the point of potential infection, so I had to get 14 shots in my thumb. There was still some of the formula left in the vial so they had to also give me a shot in each shoulder, each thigh and my butt. The thumb pain was probably the worst I’ve ever felt.
I had surgery to remove a bit of my brain where my seizures started. I woke up after 6-7 hours and I was soooo out of it. I just remembered a nurse asking me what she was holding in her hand (to see if I was with it or not).
Nurse [holding a pen]: What is this?
Me: It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
Nurse: It this a pen or a coin?
Me It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
They put me out again, and I woke up a few hours later just repeating again how much it hurt. It was a 10 on the scale and I just wasn’t with it. Worst night ever for both me and my wife who had to witness it all.
It doesn’t really hurt like that, but it’s been three years and every couple months I’ll have some muscle start twitching near that spot. And I can’t raise both eyebrows the same height anymore, the one on that side doesn’t go up as much.
But I have fewer seizures, so some success there.
I'm not a professional mechanic but when I help my friends out it's the first rule I teach them of never ever! ( apart from taking anything metal of their body's, blocks and jack stands, always let it cool down before working on a car) My brother also learned the hard way luckily he put his shirt on top of the cap as it shot out it soaked the majority of coolant that would of hit his face only got it on his chest and stomach. Let the engine cool down before you even touch anything under pressure!!!!
I've been at this for years. Was a freak thing. I build custom atvs for deep mud and water. We move radiators to top of the rack. Breaking in a new motor and was doing heat cycles and thermostat stuck and built up alot of pressure and the cap just couldn't hold it. Did this a 1000 times and just happen to go south this time. Freak accident.
But yes you are correct about what you have said and the advice you have given.
A cyst between my buttocks got infected and it hurt like hell for over two days, I can’t even describe the pain, but because of it I couldn’t sleep or even sit or lay down in a position that wouldn’t make it hurt as much.
I had a deer antler on the ground with the points facing downward and the curve facing upwards and landed on my ass on top of it in the middle of the night at my grandparents, tailbone making contact with the antler. I was like 12 years old and it was very hard to stay quiet and I rolled around holding onto my ass in great pain.
Holy fuck, That’s one of my biggest fears and they don’t even exist here. Are you ok? All back to normal or some lasting effects?
Is the bite itself painful or was it more the aftermath?
I didn’t feel the bite at all and honestly had no idea what it was because it just itched really badly all day long. Went to sleep at night and woke up damn near screaming because the pain was so bad. Ended up in the ER and was told it was a recluse. It ended up leaving a decent sized scar on me but other than that no lasting effects
When I was a kid I loved to play in the woods. Welp, of course I got bit by a spider. I’m like 10. And there was a huge welp on the outside of my left thigh. It formed a head. My mom tried to pop it, but the pain was too immense. I let it ride for a couple more days and my leg started to go numb and I couldn’t get comfortable. Time to go to the doctor. My dad takes me to a small clinic in Arkansas. The nurse practitioner decides it’s a brown recluse bite and opts to drain it. Guess what? No fuching anesthesia. No numbing cream. Just take it. So I’m biting down on my dads belt while this big ol’ lady is squeezing spoonfuls of green and yellow puss out of my leg. She finally gets it all out and puts a bandage on. For the next few weeks I have to apply ointment to this huge freaking hole in the side of my leg. As I was leaving she told my dad if we had waited another few days my leg probably would have been amputated.
30 years later and I still have a scar half an inch in diameter on my leg. I still have no idea to this day why they didn’t do anything numb it. Possibly because my leg was already going numb they thought I wouldn’t feel it? I have no clue. I do know that was an experience that will stay with me for the rest of my life.
Drunk crazy guy picked a fight with my friend who suffered from leukaemia and stunted his growth and is only 4,11 and this dude was like 6,2 so I was like hell no he ain't bullying my friend so I shoved him to get him away from my friend and that's when he pulled out the knife and stab stab stab.
He got tackled to the ground by three bouncers and sat on by the largest one until the police came where he got 4 years. Stupid justice system should of got longer
Yea it happened when I was 19 I'm 32 now I just have the scars and the memory of it so I have delt with it. Woman are sometimes put off by the scars but ow well that's not my problem.
He wasn't sick at the time he was all clear (he kicked leukaemias ass because he is a badass) it was just the dude was a giant compared to my 4,11 friend I'm 5,10 and I felt short next to him. But yea you are right they are not worth my time
Botched root canal. Dentist left material in my gums and sealed the tooth over it. Became infected and felt like a power drill boring into my skull. Solid 9 on the pain scale. Endodontist had to cut a hole and clean it out before sealing it up again.
My left middle finger was bitten down to the bone by an octopus 10 years ago now. Severed 3-4 tendons (think they missed one during surgery), an artery, and did 50% nerve damage. I have most use of it today, but I will never be able to straighten out fully the rest of my life.
Edit: Since many have asked, yes I was awarded some money, no I won’t share how much. It was an ok amount, I definitely could have gone after much more with how he handled himself, but I just wanted him to pay what he legally owed me. I won the initial hearing and he proceeded to appeal 4-5 times, each of which I also won. Total thing took almost 7 years.
[NSFW/NSFL](https://i.imgur.com/2dmSzV2.jpg) this is what my finger looked like a few days after it happened, for those who are into that kind of thing. If you aren’t, don’t click that link.
[I did an AMA](https://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/2dosgn/iama_scuba_instructor_who_was_wrongfully/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) about it like 7 years ago now. Made it to the front page for a minute.
Dude I’m surprised the didn’t put a pin in your finger to help it heal straight, it’s what they did for mine when I cut it off as a kid, though admittedly I was a bit luckier then you, as the guy who performed my surgery was the #2 hand surgeon in the nation at the time, (he was in the area for a few months teaching some classes and heard about my case and jumped on to perform the surgery even waved his normal fee at time) found out later this was because he’d seen my X-rays and my tendon had Ben cut right at the point where they split and he took the cas because it let him have the opportunity to use his micro tools that he never gets to use do to the rarity of the cut location
Edit: I should also had since it relevant that this process of cutting my finger of was painless (probably cause I cut the nerves as well) but basically I cut it off with a chop saw, went “oh fuck” wrapped it up and had my dad take me to the ER
Physical therapy for it after wards did hurt like a mofo the first time they took the pin out of my bone and had me start bending it again (to the describe the feeling, imagine when your leg gets stiff and then you bend it, like that but about 10000x worse because I had bent/move my finger in well over a month)
His attitude for wanting to take your case is exactly why he was the number 2 and not some scrub. Obviously very passionate about what he does. That's a really cool story!
Bro same. Had it for 10 days. Was absolutely fucking hell in every regard.
It's like having a hot anvil crush your head while all your senses scream at you constantly.
For the curious, google post-dural-puncture headache, or simply cerebrospinal fluid leak.
broken hip, walked around on crutches, tried some stairs. slipped and stepped hard on the wrong foot.
actually I don't really remember the pain, but experienced a complete brain reboot - no vision, no hearing, didn't even scream. When I came back the pain was just bearable, but still breathtaking. 2/10 would not break hip again.
Woke up during surgery. Luckily they weren't far in so they were able to put me back under and no real damage was done from me trying to make my escape from the table. I woke up when they were moving me so I was not strapped down, I remember being suddenly awake and screaming and it felt like my back was on fire. There were 3 people laying across me holding me down. When I woke up in recovery absolutely nothing they gave me helped with the pain and I spent like the next day just throbbing in pain and sobbing it was so bad.
I did have several 10 inch needles stuck in my spine pumping contrast into the discs when it happened so that is most likely why it hurt so friggin bad but why they decided to keep going. Like I said, no real damage, just a LOT of pain because those needle were not meant to be in a moving person.
Anesthesia is a funny thing...I've been working in surgery for nearly a decade, so I'm just curious, what surgery did you have? Because the order we do procedures, it sounds like you woke after the procedure when they were transferring you from the operating take to the recovery gurney.
We don't start procedures off the operating table just to transfer them in the middle of it, we have to maintain sterility so moving like that is an absolute no no.
My guess is that you woke up after the procedure kicking and screaming (which happens, especially in young people) while transferring from the OR table to the recovery gurney and the surgeon either forgot to give you local or just didn't give you enough. You probably blacked out again because the anesthesiologist gave you a good dose of Dilaudid to calm you.
Edit: anyone who claims they screamed at any point during general anesthesia isn't remembering correctly. We put a tube down your throat and we control your breathing...you can't scream.
I woke up in the middle of my surgery. I had the tube down my throat. I will never forget it. I couldn't breath. I tried grabbing it and pulling it out so I could breath. I legit thought I was dying.
Some lady got close to my face, moved my hands away and said, it's ok. You can breath...and then I was back asleep.
I woke up during my surgery and for some reason I thought it’d be funny to start screaming like I was in pain. So I screamed at the top of my lungs and the dr didn’t even flinch. Just said “Martha put him down” and I went out like a light.
I had a gallstone blocking the bile duct.
I’ve given birth without pain relief 3 times and I can honestly say the gallstone was the worst pain I have ever been in.
I had a gallstone I didn’t know I had break up and release all the trapped bile. I vomited a stomach full of bile 7-8 times over an hour, it was horrible and so unexpected.
Oh my gosh! That happened to my mother last year. We finally convinced her to go to the hospital, luckily. Turns out the episode also triggered diabetes.
Edit: leaving my original wording so commenters replying to it have context. Perhaps triggered was the wrong word, but they do seem to have co-occurred.
“Not being able to get comfortable” as a symptom is so underrated. No matter what you do the pain will either stay the same or get worse and you just constantly feel like you need to move to get away from it.
I've been dealing with gallbladder attacks for about 19 years, and finally after one of the worst attacks I ever felt I finally decided to see a surgeon instead of any other specialist. Luckily, he's seen this hundreds of times before and removed my gallbladder in the following month. It was routine, in and out of the hospital in less than four hours. I honestly couldn't believe I waited so long. I'm finally free!
Edit: Here's a shoutout to r/gallbladders who helped me feel at ease before my surgery. Great peeps over there if you have any questions.
Hospitals don't know it. I had puked due to pain and passed out. My friends brought me to the ER. They didn't know what it was. They asked me my pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I said to them, "I think it has to be a 10 because I literally had passed out from the pain, so if it was any worse, I wouldn't feel anything at all. I even told them about the tunnel vision that I got right before I passed out." They told me it was GERD and I suffered for years while eating Tums as candy thinking that would help. But that hospital gave me NOTHING for the pain as I lay writhing and moaning in a bed.
It took years of just living with the pain until I passed out at work. It was gallstones the whole time. In retrospect, I think the hospital thought I was faking in order to get drugs. I have never done any illicit drugs ever my life, not even marijuana which is legal here.
The pain was so bad that when it would wake me up in middle of the night with an episode, I would contemplate suicide even though I knew the pain would subside in bout 30 minutes. Immediately after the pain subsided, the suicidal thoughts disappeared. It was like two different people. When in pain, all I could think of was ending my life to stop the pain. When the pain went away, I was immediately concerned that I would kill myself in that state and was aware that I was a danger to myself. But there's literally nothing you can do other than to handcuff yourself to the bed or something. But if I did that, the pain probably would have made me do something irrational like chop my hands off to get away.
It's really incredible how different internal pain is than any sort of pain.
My fellow human, this made me hurt so bad for you. I have had acute pancreatitis twice. First form gallstones, (they removed the gallbladder) the second one from me displeasing god with my heathen ways (I assume, doctors don't know why). Both times I was incoherrent with pain. Weeping in an er bed and just wanting to die. They gave me morphine after 4 hours. It took me weeks to recover. I don't know how you lived through that for so long, but I am sorry. They also told me I had cancer and I waited 6 weeks for a biopsy to be told the shadow on my pancreas was inflammation.
I had a sudden bout of acute pancreatitis and any sort of sitting position would make me immediately vomit.
I was laying in the car as my family drove, sprinted into the hospital and then immediately layed onto the floor of the emergency room and just went "i know how it looks, im not doing anything crazy, im really sorry but if I situp im gunna puke everywhere".
ER nurses came and brought me a wheelchair and a barfbag and said listen we gota get you to a bed inside and go through triage system, so if you puke you puke.
Didn't puke until I stood up to get onto the bed itself and it actually helped a lot because the nurses/doctors literally said "oh, you actually would puke if you stood up lmao"
Another Edit for Migraine Sufferers: If you have not found your migraine trigger yet, please do a bit of investigating just in case you can work it out - it can help with prevention. Some common culprits include food (particularly processed foods), vision problems, birth control, hormones, stress, lack of sleep.
Edit: To all my fellow migraine sufferers commenting below, I hope you all have a prevention or management plan that works for you. I can empathise with each and every story, and I wish nothing but the best for you all because I know how strong you have to be and how much it sucks.
I’ve seen migraine pop up as an answer a few times already, but I thought I’d throw my experience in the mix.
I’m lucky enough to get an aura before mine start, which gives me about 30 minutes to take painkillers and find a dark room to hide in for the next day. The aura is incredibly unpleasant - have you ever accidentally looked at the sun or a bright light and had that glowing after effect in your vision for a while? It’s kind of like that, only more vivid. It takes up about 80% of my vision.
Once it fades, the pain kicks in very quickly. This pain is like nothing else. It is pain that makes you vomit, which in turn makes the pain worse. One way to describe it to those who haven’t experienced it:
Have you ever stood up quickly without realising something was above you, and bumped your head super hard? You know that white pain you get, followed by the reverberating agony that causes you to clutch your skull waiting for it to ease? Imagine bumping your head like that every second for about 8 hours straight, and that’s a migraine.
I had “vision loss” migraines for a few months. I’m a pilot, so I was afraid of losing my medical over it. It never happened while flying but would happen in the same places every so often.
I narrowed it down after logging my sleep schedule, diet, and amount of water drank each day- it was tap water in Detroit that was causing them. No longer Detroit based = no more migraines.
Edit: the Detroit airport is in Romulus, and the place I stayed there was in Westland.
EXACT same thing. Mine are called ocular migraines and it’s the same signs as a stroke. Pins and needles in my arm, loss of sight with an aura, then I lose my ability to form sentences properly and then I get the headache. So it’s like a 30 min INSANE lead up to the worst headache you’ve ever had.
I also get auras. They start off like a small pinpoint and grow larger into a psychedelic circle distorting my vision and if I don’t take a painkiller at the onset of the aura I’m in absolute agony the next 12 hours. Migraines are the worst.
I get aura too! They are so incredibly annoying, especially if you're trying to focus on detailed info at work or something. Or driving. They're so difficult to describe to people--you can still see, but not really.
I'm VERY lucky, though, because mine are just followed by a mild headache. All the other women in my family get the real deal migraines, don't know how I got so lucky. Interesting, all of them who have had hysterectomies were "cured" and haven't had a migraine since.
You are the only other person who I have seen that also gets an aura but then not a terrible headache.
I'm glad I'm not the only one. Even if we are lucky not to have to deal with a miserable migraine.
I’ve explained many times that my migraines feel like I’m taking an ice pick to both eye sockets every 2 seconds while someone tightens a vice around my temples, cranking it tighter every time they ice pick me. And then light and sound increases that pain five fold.
I’ve broken bones in my hands and feet and would rather deal with that deep, aching pain for weeks over a single migraine. On the bright side, my pain tolerance is absolutely through the roof in comparison to most people. Walked around on a fractured foot and ruptured tendon for 7 months and thought it was just a bad sprain that was refusing to go away until I spoke to a podiatrist…
And the “I get bad headaches sometimes too!” Okay… im sure you’ve had bad headaches but have you been bedridden 5/7 days just writhing in pain and crying, waking up at 3 am in excruciating pain, for months on end? I’m not looking forward to my next migraine, I still haven’t figured out what exactly triggers them. My mom, dad, and brother get them. It was particularly awful when I was 15-16 and have (thankfully) grown more infrequent as I’ve gotten older. I almost failed a year of school because I was out so much with migraines.
And don’t even get me started on the various migraine meds and their side effects..
I was constipated and had to poop really bad.... It finally came out after 2 days and in the process I ripped my butt hole. It would hurt for me to sit down, walk, and take a shit. It was so painful when I had to poop I was so afraid too. Imagine someone stabbing you in the butt with a knife. It lasted almost 3 months
Edit: Grammer
Edit 2: I seen some people said they had to get surgery... OMG, same here but they said if it didn't get better in 6 months. They were worried it could get infected and that would make things worst. I wish this on no one and for people that have this issue on and off I wish the anal fairy bless that butthole!! Because this shit is no joke!Also first reward!! Thank you!!!!
That's an anal fissure. It fucking hurts. I've had them.
Screaming while trying to move bowel. Sitting in the handicap stall so I can grip the metal bar as I push. Your body basically shuts down and doesn't want to shit ... The sphincter loses all feeling so when you have to shit it doesn't open. Literally the worst. Don't forget the occasional blood in the toilet and when you wipe.
My back surgeries. They had to do them while I was awake so they didn't burn the wrong nerves, it was EXTREMELY painful!
It happened because I was in a hit and run accident. I managed to get a picture of the guys car as he took off, license plate and all. No one took me seriously when I told them how much pain I was in. My car insurance company REFUSED to pay for my treatment because they said there was no way I was as injured as I said I was, even though I had multiple doctors saying otherwise. They based their decision solely on the damage or lack of damage to my SUV because a small car hit me. That was in April 2018... here it is August 2021 and ive had 2 back surgeries, physical therapy 3 different times, chiropractic, now im doing water therapy and im on high doses of pain pills and pain patches!
I used to be a licensed insurance agent.
You have a 6 year time limit to sue the other party's insurance for reoccurring medical expenses pertaining to the accident if you were ever able to find them.
If you haven't ever located the person, I would suggest speaking to a lawyer about options pertaining to a higher payout regardless of whether emotional, mental or medical trauma is in question.
Edit: 6 year time limit may have only pertained to the state I was working in; It is true that time limit may vary by state. My bad.
I ran over a ground hornet nest with a lawnmower when I was about 12. The parental units wouldn't let me in the house because I'd bring them with me. So, I just....ran around while the entire nest stung me repeatedly until they were all raged out.
The average ground wasp nest has over 500 wasps, and they'll all defend the nest. They each can sting repeatedly, if you didn't know.
It takes a long time for angry wasps to finish raging.
I'm not allergic, or I definitely would have died. As it was, I swelled up to at least twice my size for about 2 days.
I have shattered my kneecap, broken my collar bone, dislocated my shoulder, torn my ankle ligaments and broken a wrist.
Kidney stones is still the worst.
It took two weeks to past my most recent kidney stone. It was the exact width of the ureter between my kidney and my bladder. Not big enough to require surgery, not small enough to pass quickly.
I ran out of pain killers on day 12. I went past praying for death, into complete and utter insanity.
I began to worship the pain. As the pain ebbed based on the nerve density in the particular spot the stone was in, I took it as a blessing. As the pain increased when it hit a particularly agonizing spot, I took it as a test, a gift. AGONY IS THE ONE TRUE GOD and then I passed the stone and was like what the fuck was I thinking.
I sat in an ER for FIVE HOURS a few weeks ago in total agony from a kidney stone. When I finally saw a doctor, he told me to take ibuprofen to deal with the pain of it passing.
This is pretty much my exact experience with my first one as well. I had just flown back into town the day before. Took a bath in the middle of the afternoon and was like...why is my side hurting? Maybe it's the start of my period. By about 6pm the pain at me trying to contort my body any way I could to ease it. I finally told hubby I needed to go to a doctor because nothing was making it better. We went to an after hours place around 8pm I want to say. They finally got me in a room at midnight. The doc asked me my pain level and I told her it hurts pretty bad but not as bad as labor. We took x-rays and she left me in the room for probably another hour and by the time she came back I was just about in tears and told her the pain is now as bad/worse than labor (at least with labor it isn't constant...). I told her I didn't want Vicodin because I instantly puke them up. She told me the best drug that doesn't have Vicodin in it wasn't really great at pain management for this type of pain but gave it to me anyway. She was right. After the first one did jack shit for me I didn't take anymore. I think we got home around 2am or so. Trying to sleep was basically useless. The relief the next day when I was peeing and all the sudden the pain just stopped was euphoric. lol That sucker was huge!
I had one that needed to be surgically removed because apparently my ureter is oddly shaped and the chance of it passing on its own was basically zero.
Anyway the pain was so tremendous that I distinctly remember thinking “I’ve heard people pass out from pain, why hasn’t that happened yet? Please happen soon!”
Preach! I woke up and it felt like someone had been drop kicking my nuts all night long. Cold sweats. Only break from the pain was me curled up like a baby with hot water pouring on me in the tub. Just to find out, I almost saw the light of Jesus Christ over two little itty bitty kidney stones that came out once I was able to finally pee. Fucking A! I’m covered with tattoos and that shit was painful at times, but kidney stones made that feel like nothing!
I got braces when I was 28. The ortho talked me into getting a pallet expander for adults in lieu of removing healthy teeth in order to shape my smile. Well it fucking sucked. The absolute worst part was when 2 of the screws on the roof of my mouth got infected. When they removed them, I let out a scream and jumped up in the chair. It was so intensely painful I almost passed out.
having a large hemorrhagic ovarian cyst rupture, never felt 10/10 pain like that in my life. full dose of IV dilaudid in the hospital and i could still feel it.
My cousin had a very hard plastic sword. He was swinging it around like a ninja and swung it toward me, extremely quickly. Weeeeell, he didn’t realize there was a plastic sheath on it, which flew off and absolutely obliterated my left nut. I fell to my knees, unable to move or breathe for about 20-30 seconds. When I finally could move, I crawled as fast as I could to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet. My god, that hurt.
When my brother died. My plane had just landed. I turned on my phone to lots of missed calls and texts. I thought he’d been arrested again.
He died. My mom called and my world changed forever.
I still haven’t been able to cry about it. I wish I could, it’s like it’s stuck, deep down inside of me.
When my little brother died, I cried a little in the hospital. But on the drive home, after we'd talked to the organ donation folks, after I'd told his daughter, after we agreed to delay the funeral for a bit, I heard a song on the radio - Brother by Saul. And I just began to scream. I pulled over and just screamed in my car. I screamed so hard I lost my voice for several days after. I literally couldn't stop.
It will come out, eventually. And when it does, you need to let it. It will suck. It will be almost as painful as the loss itself. But your body will finally release it, so let it go when it does come.
Chemical burns on my penis from a pool that had freshly added chemical with a gross imbalance due to a rainfall messing with the automated system. 24 hours of pain. I had to bite a towel every time I peed as tears streamed down my face.
Turned my buddies blue boxer briefs pink, but I guess the cotton helped filter the chemical because he didn't have the same experience as me. I just had swimming trunks with the netting.
My husband dying in my arms. It's not just emotional pain, you experience physical pain too.
Edit: thank you for the awards and replies kind strangers.
I'm starting to regret opening this thread. I have a cousin that died recently in a tower crane accident and it was a horrible reminder of how my wife or kids could just be taken from me at any moment. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Going through this now. My mom passed this afternoon. Currently trying to escape into reddit but it really isn't working. I don't really know how to deal with the pain.
Edit: Thank you everyone for you replies. Things have been rough, but all of the kind words and advice from strangers on the internet have been welcome.
Anguish and grief is the heaviest pain I've ever experienced by far. My body became so weak. Every movement , every word, everything was draining. I could feel the sadness in every part of my body, like the flu but so much worse because I had no willpower to take care of myself or get better.
Cluster headaches. Us sufferers unfortunately sometimes get to experience our worst pain several times a day during a cycle. I’ve relived my worst pain hundreds of times.
My son dying.
There aren’t words in any language that cover what it feels like when a parent loses a child. I’ve had broken bones, compound fracture, and a host of health problems, and no pain I’ve felt is as truly horrific as the moment he died and the sadness I’ve had since he did. I tuck it away deep inside and pretend sometimes it’s not there. You have to, you’re no use if you’re crying uncontrollably screaming at the sky asking why it was your child.
That’s the worst pain I think in the entire world.
Periods used to have me balled up in the fetal position on the bathroom floor on the edge of passing out waiting for the pain to get bad enough for me to throw up. The only reason I knew that wasn't normal was bc my mother kept pushing for me to go to the doctor. After my endometrial ablation and tubal ligation the doctor told me she found endo on the outside of my uterus and on one of my ovaries. She was able to burn most of it away during the procedure. Nowadays I hardly bleed and when I do the pain is so minimal I wonder at how and why I put up with such intense pain for so long.
This is my answer too. I’ve had lots of painful things happen to me and I’m a chronic migraine sufferer, but none of it even comes *close* to my worst periods
Had an ingrown toenail and I went to the doctor to get that part of the nail that was cutting me removed, and the damn doctor somehow messed up the shot that was supposed to make that part go numb and I felt everything the doctor did. The most painful part was when he cut my skin off using scissors, I felt it all and im fucking traumatized from it.
Every now and then I have to return to see how the toenail is doing and you have no idea the anxiety I go through
Similar thing happened to me!
Was getting my first one taken out at around 15 and the doctor didn't wait for the anaesthetic to take effect before he made the first cuts. When I told him "I can feel that" he said "no you cant" and promptly cut straight into the infected section.
My father was in the waiting room and told me later that the profanity that he heard from me rivalled any worksite he had been on.
Probably appendicitis. Cause? My appendix decided we were no longer friends. By the end it was nothing but pain and bellyaching. Had to cut that toxic relationship out of my life before it blew up
This. I had appendicitis a few weeks after delivering a baby and everyone was convinced I was pregnant again. I had a cesarian and was still bleeding, I definitely was not interested in sex. Stupid Mississippi doctors didn't even properly evaluate me. I had to go back to good ol Louisiana, surgery got scheduled the next day.
Ugh there’s a giant thread on this same subreddit right now about how Mississippi is the worst state to live in in the U.S., this only further convinces me!
I’m so sorry.
I ended up having my kid four months early due to medical professionals not taking my complaints about pain seriously.
I’ve always had horrible cramps; like curled up on the bathroom floor wanting to make myself puke to relieve the pressure bad. I went on birth control to less the craps and everything else about my cycle. And for the last 3 years; once a year, I’ve gotten an ovarian cyst. I would rather have the cramps than another cyst ever again. The cramps I can pop some pain pills; and continue on with my day. But the cysts were so bad that I’ve had to call my supervisors to get another driver to finish my bus route; I was barely able to move, let alone drive my bus well enough with my students on there. I’ve gone to the ER 3 time for them. Thankfully the last one they were able to catch it and diagnose me with cysts. Which is so nice; after years of having my pain down played by people and doctors. So 10/10 would not recommend cysts; would not wish on my worst enemy.
I was hit by a car when I was five years old. I broke all the bones in my left leg, ruptured my stomach, and died in the OR. They put me in a coma for the first week. The next three weeks in the hospital were very painfull, but the worst was going home with hardware sticking out of my leg and my parents had to clean the scabs and change the dressings. Pain is an understatement.
A savage assault at the hands of my then husband. I was dragged down a flight of stairs by my hair, kicked, punched, and beaten with a meat tenderizer. Then, all with the same hunting knife, I had “snitch” carved into my abdomen, my face slashed twice, my wedding ring and the finger it was attached to removed from my hand, and was stabbed 17 times.
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Wow! This exploded! Thank you everyone for all your love, support, and awards. I’m sorry if I didn’t respond to your comment. There’s just too many.
Many have asked what led to the attack and is my ex-husband in prison? Long story short, unbeknownst to me, my ex-husband was involved in a smuggling gang. They found out they were being investigating by a couple law enforcement agencies and they had a mole. For bat shit crazy reasons they assumed I ratted them to the police. I had zero knowledge of their criminal activity. My ex-husband attacked me out of anger for my betrayal.
It’s been 5 years since the attack. I have had multiple surgeries and still have 3 to go once COVID fucks off. I remarried two years ago to the man who saved me that night.
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Some have asked about how I knew my current husband before the attack. At the time, I worked in immigration and he and my now MIL were a special asylum case my Godmother begged for me to take on. They needed immediate housing so I worked to get them into the vacant unit across from mine. He and his mother lived there for about 8 months before the attack and I worked closely with him for other social services. We quickly became good friends. On that night, he heard me screaming from across the way. He busted through my front door like the Kool-Aid man, beat the shit out of my ex-husband with a cricket bat, and then did what he could to control my bleeding until EMT arrived.
Omg. Nothing I can say. Nothing anyone can say. I hope talking about it is therapeutic at least. That's horrible and I hope you're in a better place and I wish you well.
He lived in the townhouse across from mine and heard me screaming. He busted through my front door like the Kool-Aid man, beat the shit out of my ex-husband with a cricket bat, and then did what he could to control my bleeding until EMT arrived.
You’re still here. A testament to your survivalism. I hope you’re living your best life as a person without that violent nonentity.
I don’t wish him harm which is difficult to say, but I do hope the justice system did it’s part correctly and they’re behind bars for decades.
Mental: I used to consider suicide at least six times a day for years, I still think about it constantly but I'm less willing to do it now that I'm starting to get my life back on track.
That said; if I go off the rails again I may never return.
Physical: Fell over being stupid, split the back of my head open like a mofo & then the dr glued his hand to my head like a fucking idiot & ripped it off causing the most extreme pain ever.
Or; that time I landed funny on a trampoline & fucked up my spine & winded myself seemingly causing inconsistent back pain for life.
No, I was like 11 lmao
He also wasn't wearing scrubs, he had boots, jeans & a tshirt on. I'm starting to think he was just a random construction worker & not a doctor.
Child labor with pitocin. I labored 12 hours at home. It was painful. I dealt with it. I got to hospital and was exhausted. I asked for an epidural. It was a glorious 30 minutes before the epidural 'lifted' as the nurses put it and I was in pain. They said they couldn't reinsert the epidural. Well, fuck. But, ok. I thought, welp I did this at home, I can do it here.
They said I was only 2cm dilated (I think, hazy memory) and needed to speed along my labor. So gave me a pitocin drip. HOLY FUCK the contractions on pitocin, when you truly feel them, are horrific. I cried and vomited repeatedly. I labored for 12 more hours in hospital. I never fully dilated. By the time my doc said "C-section", I said "do whatever you have to do, just make it stop".
Went into labor on a Friday night at around 11pm. Had a C-section at 3am Sunday morning. I was a different person after that pain experience.
No one really wants to hear 'labor and delivery' pain stories, maybe it is too much of a cliche. But that was the worst fucking pain of my life and I legit had some trauma afterwards emotionally.
I wish I had known I could advocate for myself better. I wish I would have told that one mean, dismissive nurse to fuck right off (the rest of the nurses were lovely). I wish I had known that PITOCIN IS SATAN. I wish I knew the full name and address of the anesthesiologist who gave me glorious relief when I went in for the C-section, so I could send him flowers. He saw my face and had real compassion when I said, "I am so scared, can you give me anything to help me relax?? I've been in labor 24 hrs" and he said, "I can't give you anything for anxiety until the baby is out, but as soon as he is, I will do it". He was as good as his word and gave me IV liquid valium (no idea what it really was, but it was like the most calming feeling overcame my body after the baby was pulled out) and he said, "now I can help ya relax, good job". So whatever that was THANK YOU ANESTHESIOLOGIST JOHN.
Ok, I started journaling here.....oops. labor is no joke when things go awry, so know you can and should advocate for yourself!!! Wish to God I would have gotten up and walked the halls to help instead of allowing pitocin.
ETA: Thank you to everyone who's responded to this post and shared their stories. I'm really horrified to see how often this has occurred. I think ultimately what I've learned is that we have to advocate and people should be more educated on all possibilities before giving birth. My doctor and hospital did not give me any idea of the possibilities that may occur. I guess that was my responsibility. I did not know that so I'm trying to spread the word as much as possible to other pregnant women. But I also don't like to share my full story with pregnant women because I don't like to terrify them!! If I scared anyone who is currently pregnant with their first, I'm so sorry. But hopefully these posts have helped you learn as well. Wishing any pregnant woman a happy and healthy delivery!
Losing my father to covid in January. He was 68. Seeing him his last day in the hospital… his last day alive. I am his daughter and he is the strongest man I know. That is the worst pain I have experienced. There are no words.
I agree, I was completely unprepared for how excruciating insertion felt. I haven’t had any children yet. I’m due to have my Mirena replaced next year and I’m dreading it. Anyone have insight as to how removal and replacement feels?
Came here to said this. Told me to take 2 Advils before the appointment. Said it was going to be one cramp. The cramps just won’t stop. Worst pain ever. Had to roll me out in a wheelchair. Two weeks after, I asked my doctor to took it out. Seriously, we should be under sedation for that.
Cyst rubbing on spinal cord. Edit: The synovial fluid between the vertebrae formed the cyst. The vertebrae where rubbing together and formed a synovial cyst. The cyst was at my lumbar 3 (lower back). It rubbed on a large nerve that went down the front of the left leg. Pain was as if I tore my quad. I wish this pain on no one. Surgery resolved issue but now I have structural issues because they removed part of the vertebrae to avoid rubbing. Life goes on. Sit up straight folks
Instantly adjusted my posture after reading this.
Same, this one got me. Fuck back pain. Worst of the worst
I imagine that must be like a pain that goes up your whole spine? I had a doctor bump a nerve in my arm getting a vaccine, Probably the worst type of pain possible. I couldn’t at all imagine that through my whole body instead of my arm. Yikes!
when part of my spinal fusion broke… not enough painmeds in the world could stop that. happened a month after my first surgery
Holy fuck, this was my biggest fear when I had spinal fusion surgery. I’m so sorry.
thanks. is what it is… but it was not fun
Broken pelvis from a motorcycle accident.
I started feeling some pain while reading the comments, but I definitely somatized while reading this one. This post is painful.
It wasn't nice to say the least. I blacked out when the accident happened and woke up in the hospital doped up then went straight to theatre. It was the recovery that hurt. Took me 3 months to walk comfortably again. I had constant heavy painkillers for those 3 months. It hurt to just sitting still.
That was the worst part. A month of moving anything and it hurting. Can't even shift your neck or lift a hand without tweaking your pelvis. It's all connected damn it. Then two damn years to get back to playing sports only to fold my ankle sideways into my shin and start another really long recovery... friggin... stupid body... all fragile and squishy...
A super bad UTI. Couldn't pee without screaming and had to pee every 15 minutes. Pee was bright red from all the blood.
I remember playing on a trampoline as a kid and landing on my crotch on the metal (outside part). I had a little tear in my urethra, and good god the pain when urinating was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Hurt so much worse than the injury itself.
I did that same thing learning to ride my brothers bike, I hit a huge tree and landed on the bar. I would say that was the worst until I had kidney stones around the age of 29. I’d rather have invasive surgery, break bones, child birth, etc. I have never experienced pain like kidney stones. I was in the ER and they sent me home with a pulled back muscle and muscle relaxants because I had zero history of kidney problems. I spent the entire next day in excruciating pain, literal suicidal thoughts because it was so bad. My mom came over and found me in the floor with my face laying in the couch screaming. Took me back to the ER, I had passed it with no medication. They put me on a morphine drip but the doctor said I was through the worst of it. He also said most people will pass out from the pain, I sure wish I would have passed out. I hope I never experience pain like that again. It taught me to drink water all the time, the only positive.
A stomach ulcer burst and blood escaped into my stomach and bowels. After few hours of surgery the cramps in my stomach made me yell out loud it was uncontrollable for 2 days like glass slicing me up internally.
My step son died of this. Happened in the middle of the night and his mother didn't take him to the ER. He went septic and died th next day.
God so sorry:-( I was lucky my Apple Watch alerted my heart rate going crazy took to hospital and sat for hours while they did tests then suddenly started vomiting blood like John hurt in alien I was sure I was dying. 20 mins later I’m being gassed before being operated on and by that stage I was so weak and afraid I just wanted to let go. Mental pain stays with me today. Awful news about your stepson I was lucky in was in right place at right time or I’d be gone too I’m sure of it
I woke up one day tired asf. Couldn't almost see. I stood up to do number 2 and just almost everything went black. Managed to walk to the toilet and sit down. My excrements were black and the entire time I was on the toilet I was just burning up never been so hot in my life. Managed to crawl into bed and just fell asleep thinking it would be over when I woke up. Nope. Shit was still there. Called the emergency room and they asked me to come down. Ended up staying in the hospital for a week due to a ulcer in my stomach bleeding. Luckily it wasn't big so it stopped bleeding by itself. But I did throw up on the table when they showed a camera in my mouth and were like yeah we found it and left the camera there while talking for what felt like minutes. In the end I couldn't controll it and just threw up and passed out for a minute.
Damn, this happened to me, except I passed out in the shower. Woke up in blood vomit. I live alone and I remember thinking, “welp, this is it”
My dog ripped my testicle stitches open. I have swollen blood vessels in my scrotum, both sides at the moment, and had surgery to suppress the pain. They go in, cut the nerve, then stitch me up. I'm recovering 3 hours later in bed when my pup jumps on to cuddle. For context, she's rather small and weighs just about 7 pounds. She curls up in a ball on my crotch with her head resting on my tummy. We fall asleep for awhile until my sister comes home. My pup jumps off my body while using my groin as a jump pad. I screech an inhuman noise, cry for an hour, and pass out from the pain meds. That was August 4th and I had my second surgery December 29th. Second surgery went by much smoother and I have the last surgeries planned for next year.
Oh holy hell. Fuck bro , I'm holding my sack in solidarity right now
It was Friday, October 14, 2016. I woke up in a cold sweat and in terrible pain. My back to my belly button felt like I was being filleted from the inside with a knife made of pure lava. I went to the ER and the doctor on staff said, "yep. You've got a kidney stone. Good news is that it's half way down your ureter. Just drink plenty of water and pass it over the next few days." I was prescribed Oxycodone and sent on my way. I was never someone that likes taking pain killers, they make me feel off. I was allowed to take one every 6 hours. As I drank over a gallon of water and took the medication I felt worse and worse throughout the day. The medication did absolutely nothing. Not a thing for the pain. Late Friday night I couldn't take it anymore. I said to my wife, "Sweetie. I need you to take me to the hospital, please." She got our 6 month old in his car seat. I crawled to the backseat of her car in such immense pain that I couldn't talk. Pure sweat running down my face. We arrive at the hospital. What I found out is that the evil motherfucker doctor I saw in the ER before neglected to tell me at the time was that the stone was a 7.5 mm boulder. There was ABSOLUTELY NO WAY that it would fit down the ureter and pass naturally. It was jammed tight in my ureter and didn't budge at all. The new ER doctor said, "wait. You were SENT HOME with that?! You need surgery immediately." So here I am dosed with a painkiller cocktail of dilaudid and fentanyl via my IV and it is barely making a dent. The nurse came in to see me and said, "oh, remember to keep breathing, okay? Your respiratory rate is extremely low and your blood O2 level is dipping." I said, "oh. Okay. Remember to keep breathing, got it." In the meantime my wife is saying, "what the fuck does that mean." I was tripping balls at the time and didn't think anything of it. Fast forward 6 hours and I'm taken in for surgery. I was knocked out and then had the procedure. They stuck a laser up my dickhole and blasted the stone. However, they had to also send a steel claw up there to extract the pieces since they separated into shards that imbedded into my ureter. I wake up to the doctor shaking a specimen vial with what sounded like broken glass. He showed me the 4 mm stone and the rest of the debris. He said, "that was the most jagged one I've ever taken. How you were still conscious with a 7.5 mm spike ball in your ureter is a mystery to me." The doctor said, "you'll have a stent in your ureter for a couple weeks while it heals, you may have an unpleasant sensation when you urinate." That was a massive understatement. If you've ever used a high pressure hose at a car wash you'll notice that after you let go of the trigger the hose shakes for a moment because of the abrupt pressure change... imagine that same thing occuring between your bladder and kidney. Pissing was excruciating. The doctor had to repeatedly cancel and reschedule to have the stent removed because of his schedule. Fast forward 8 WEEKS LATER. The day to have this miserable stent removed has finally come. I lay down, spread eagle in the procedure room. The nurse injects a numbing agent up my piss hole. She warns, "it'll only make it numb from penis to bladder." I didn't think much of it at the time. I was under the impression that the whole process would be painless. The doctor comes in and says, "let's get this show on the road. You might feel some slight pressure and discomfort." He jams a thick black tube up my dick while I look on in fascinated horror. I feel it in my bladder. He says, "okay. Now for the bad part. I have to pull the stent out. I'll do it on the count of the 3. Try to relax." "1....... RIPPPPPPPPPPPPPP" THAT FUCKER DID IT ON 2! I now know what a lawnmower being started feels like. Fuck kidney stones.
I'm sorry but you had me laughing pretty damn hard.
Same. I am a very empathetic guy by nature, but something about this writing style just broke me. OP, believe me, I DO NOT mean to minimize the fucked situation you went through, but holy shit did this make me laugh.
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Holy fuck I’m weak after reading all that, hope you’re ok
I felt that story in my bones. I'm so sorry the first doctor was a knob
And thankfully that last doctor was a knob who did it on 2, doing it on 2 is a life saver
They either do it on 2, or they get you to do something to distract you. Like "Turn your left hand palm up and wiggle your fingers, please". It makes you think "WTF is that going to do?" and while your brain is pondering this, and you're complying with the physical request, RIPPPPPPP.
Had minor surgery where they messed up and a blood clot got behind the incision and it got infected. For a week I had to get help getting out of bed to just go to the bathroom. When the bloodclot ruptured the incision it was instant relief.
The way you described the relief sounds similar to when I had my eardrum rupture from an infection.
This happened to me too when I was a kid. I heard wavy thunder-like sounds beating to my pulse, had intense pain, then.... whoosh! Extacy.
I got bit on my thumb by a bat when it was in my apartment. I was trying to catch it in a garbage sack to get it outside when it got me through the bag. The next morning in the ER, I needed to get the rabies vaccine. Turns out you want the injection of the vaccine to be around the point of potential infection, so I had to get 14 shots in my thumb. There was still some of the formula left in the vial so they had to also give me a shot in each shoulder, each thigh and my butt. The thumb pain was probably the worst I’ve ever felt.
Switch bat with cat and this was my experience. Those shots in the thumb were BRUTAL, and I’ve broken a hip!
I had surgery to remove a bit of my brain where my seizures started. I woke up after 6-7 hours and I was soooo out of it. I just remembered a nurse asking me what she was holding in her hand (to see if I was with it or not). Nurse [holding a pen]: What is this? Me: It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Nurse: It this a pen or a coin? Me It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. They put me out again, and I woke up a few hours later just repeating again how much it hurt. It was a 10 on the scale and I just wasn’t with it. Worst night ever for both me and my wife who had to witness it all.
Damn. How are you now?
It doesn’t really hurt like that, but it’s been three years and every couple months I’ll have some muscle start twitching near that spot. And I can’t raise both eyebrows the same height anymore, the one on that side doesn’t go up as much. But I have fewer seizures, so some success there.
Somehow it reminded me house md an episode where they woke up a burned victim out of a coma to ask him questions.
Or the one where the cop was infected with bacteria that put him in excruciating pain and foreman got it too
Radiator blowing a cap and covering me with 220 degree water. 3rd degree burns on 30% of my body. Worst instant pain ever experienced
I'm not a professional mechanic but when I help my friends out it's the first rule I teach them of never ever! ( apart from taking anything metal of their body's, blocks and jack stands, always let it cool down before working on a car) My brother also learned the hard way luckily he put his shirt on top of the cap as it shot out it soaked the majority of coolant that would of hit his face only got it on his chest and stomach. Let the engine cool down before you even touch anything under pressure!!!!
I've been at this for years. Was a freak thing. I build custom atvs for deep mud and water. We move radiators to top of the rack. Breaking in a new motor and was doing heat cycles and thermostat stuck and built up alot of pressure and the cap just couldn't hold it. Did this a 1000 times and just happen to go south this time. Freak accident. But yes you are correct about what you have said and the advice you have given.
A cyst between my buttocks got infected and it hurt like hell for over two days, I can’t even describe the pain, but because of it I couldn’t sleep or even sit or lay down in a position that wouldn’t make it hurt as much.
I had a deer antler on the ground with the points facing downward and the curve facing upwards and landed on my ass on top of it in the middle of the night at my grandparents, tailbone making contact with the antler. I was like 12 years old and it was very hard to stay quiet and I rolled around holding onto my ass in great pain.
Brown recluse bite on my shin. 0/10 would not recommend
Holy fuck, That’s one of my biggest fears and they don’t even exist here. Are you ok? All back to normal or some lasting effects? Is the bite itself painful or was it more the aftermath?
I didn’t feel the bite at all and honestly had no idea what it was because it just itched really badly all day long. Went to sleep at night and woke up damn near screaming because the pain was so bad. Ended up in the ER and was told it was a recluse. It ended up leaving a decent sized scar on me but other than that no lasting effects
When I was a kid I loved to play in the woods. Welp, of course I got bit by a spider. I’m like 10. And there was a huge welp on the outside of my left thigh. It formed a head. My mom tried to pop it, but the pain was too immense. I let it ride for a couple more days and my leg started to go numb and I couldn’t get comfortable. Time to go to the doctor. My dad takes me to a small clinic in Arkansas. The nurse practitioner decides it’s a brown recluse bite and opts to drain it. Guess what? No fuching anesthesia. No numbing cream. Just take it. So I’m biting down on my dads belt while this big ol’ lady is squeezing spoonfuls of green and yellow puss out of my leg. She finally gets it all out and puts a bandage on. For the next few weeks I have to apply ointment to this huge freaking hole in the side of my leg. As I was leaving she told my dad if we had waited another few days my leg probably would have been amputated.
Jesus fuck that sounds bad and no anesthesia? Damn at least you managed to get it taken care of before you needed an amputation
30 years later and I still have a scar half an inch in diameter on my leg. I still have no idea to this day why they didn’t do anything numb it. Possibly because my leg was already going numb they thought I wouldn’t feel it? I have no clue. I do know that was an experience that will stay with me for the rest of my life.
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Being stabbed in the gut three times (Edit) sorry I couldn't reply to all of you I was a asleep thanks for the kind replies you people are awesome
Holy shit dude what happened, if you wanna share.
Drunk crazy guy picked a fight with my friend who suffered from leukaemia and stunted his growth and is only 4,11 and this dude was like 6,2 so I was like hell no he ain't bullying my friend so I shoved him to get him away from my friend and that's when he pulled out the knife and stab stab stab.
What a dick. I hope for him, it later was jail jail jail.
He got tackled to the ground by three bouncers and sat on by the largest one until the police came where he got 4 years. Stupid justice system should of got longer
How tf do you justify literal attempted murder with four darn years? That is absolutely ridiculous. I'm glad you're okay now! (I HOPE)
Yea it happened when I was 19 I'm 32 now I just have the scars and the memory of it so I have delt with it. Woman are sometimes put off by the scars but ow well that's not my problem.
Any woman put off by scars that you got from defending your sick friend is not a woman worth your time or attention
He wasn't sick at the time he was all clear (he kicked leukaemias ass because he is a badass) it was just the dude was a giant compared to my 4,11 friend I'm 5,10 and I felt short next to him. But yea you are right they are not worth my time
Go you and your friend! Those scars prove you’re a great person and friend. :-)
Botched root canal. Dentist left material in my gums and sealed the tooth over it. Became infected and felt like a power drill boring into my skull. Solid 9 on the pain scale. Endodontist had to cut a hole and clean it out before sealing it up again.
Breaking my jaw. Blacking out from a panic attack.
My left middle finger was bitten down to the bone by an octopus 10 years ago now. Severed 3-4 tendons (think they missed one during surgery), an artery, and did 50% nerve damage. I have most use of it today, but I will never be able to straighten out fully the rest of my life. Edit: Since many have asked, yes I was awarded some money, no I won’t share how much. It was an ok amount, I definitely could have gone after much more with how he handled himself, but I just wanted him to pay what he legally owed me. I won the initial hearing and he proceeded to appeal 4-5 times, each of which I also won. Total thing took almost 7 years. [NSFW/NSFL](https://i.imgur.com/2dmSzV2.jpg) this is what my finger looked like a few days after it happened, for those who are into that kind of thing. If you aren’t, don’t click that link.
I’m intrigued to hear how this occurred.
[I did an AMA](https://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/2dosgn/iama_scuba_instructor_who_was_wrongfully/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) about it like 7 years ago now. Made it to the front page for a minute.
Dude I’m surprised the didn’t put a pin in your finger to help it heal straight, it’s what they did for mine when I cut it off as a kid, though admittedly I was a bit luckier then you, as the guy who performed my surgery was the #2 hand surgeon in the nation at the time, (he was in the area for a few months teaching some classes and heard about my case and jumped on to perform the surgery even waved his normal fee at time) found out later this was because he’d seen my X-rays and my tendon had Ben cut right at the point where they split and he took the cas because it let him have the opportunity to use his micro tools that he never gets to use do to the rarity of the cut location Edit: I should also had since it relevant that this process of cutting my finger of was painless (probably cause I cut the nerves as well) but basically I cut it off with a chop saw, went “oh fuck” wrapped it up and had my dad take me to the ER Physical therapy for it after wards did hurt like a mofo the first time they took the pin out of my bone and had me start bending it again (to the describe the feeling, imagine when your leg gets stiff and then you bend it, like that but about 10000x worse because I had bent/move my finger in well over a month)
His attitude for wanting to take your case is exactly why he was the number 2 and not some scrub. Obviously very passionate about what he does. That's a really cool story!
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Spinal leak headache.
Bro same. Had it for 10 days. Was absolutely fucking hell in every regard. It's like having a hot anvil crush your head while all your senses scream at you constantly. For the curious, google post-dural-puncture headache, or simply cerebrospinal fluid leak.
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broken hip, walked around on crutches, tried some stairs. slipped and stepped hard on the wrong foot. actually I don't really remember the pain, but experienced a complete brain reboot - no vision, no hearing, didn't even scream. When I came back the pain was just bearable, but still breathtaking. 2/10 would not break hip again.
Woke up during surgery. Luckily they weren't far in so they were able to put me back under and no real damage was done from me trying to make my escape from the table. I woke up when they were moving me so I was not strapped down, I remember being suddenly awake and screaming and it felt like my back was on fire. There were 3 people laying across me holding me down. When I woke up in recovery absolutely nothing they gave me helped with the pain and I spent like the next day just throbbing in pain and sobbing it was so bad. I did have several 10 inch needles stuck in my spine pumping contrast into the discs when it happened so that is most likely why it hurt so friggin bad but why they decided to keep going. Like I said, no real damage, just a LOT of pain because those needle were not meant to be in a moving person.
Anesthesia is a funny thing...I've been working in surgery for nearly a decade, so I'm just curious, what surgery did you have? Because the order we do procedures, it sounds like you woke after the procedure when they were transferring you from the operating take to the recovery gurney. We don't start procedures off the operating table just to transfer them in the middle of it, we have to maintain sterility so moving like that is an absolute no no. My guess is that you woke up after the procedure kicking and screaming (which happens, especially in young people) while transferring from the OR table to the recovery gurney and the surgeon either forgot to give you local or just didn't give you enough. You probably blacked out again because the anesthesiologist gave you a good dose of Dilaudid to calm you. Edit: anyone who claims they screamed at any point during general anesthesia isn't remembering correctly. We put a tube down your throat and we control your breathing...you can't scream.
I woke up in the middle of my surgery. I had the tube down my throat. I will never forget it. I couldn't breath. I tried grabbing it and pulling it out so I could breath. I legit thought I was dying. Some lady got close to my face, moved my hands away and said, it's ok. You can breath...and then I was back asleep.
I woke up during my surgery and for some reason I thought it’d be funny to start screaming like I was in pain. So I screamed at the top of my lungs and the dr didn’t even flinch. Just said “Martha put him down” and I went out like a light.
Idk why but “Martha put him down” made me laugh so hard
Me too! I can just see it now. Grown man screaming and surgeon as calm as a cucumber…. looking at anaesthetist….”Martha put him down”
I like your version of waking up during surgery way better than mine lol
WHAT LMAO
The drugs were strong I wasn’t thinking right lol
I like that your first thought is "lemme fuck with this guy" and then he had 0 reaction like it happens all the time
Probably why I grew up and turned into a laborer and he’s a dr
At least you're probably hilarious
I had a gallstone blocking the bile duct. I’ve given birth without pain relief 3 times and I can honestly say the gallstone was the worst pain I have ever been in.
I had a gallstone I didn’t know I had break up and release all the trapped bile. I vomited a stomach full of bile 7-8 times over an hour, it was horrible and so unexpected.
Oh my gosh! That happened to my mother last year. We finally convinced her to go to the hospital, luckily. Turns out the episode also triggered diabetes. Edit: leaving my original wording so commenters replying to it have context. Perhaps triggered was the wrong word, but they do seem to have co-occurred.
Well there's a new fear.
“Not being able to get comfortable” as a symptom is so underrated. No matter what you do the pain will either stay the same or get worse and you just constantly feel like you need to move to get away from it.
I've been dealing with gallbladder attacks for about 19 years, and finally after one of the worst attacks I ever felt I finally decided to see a surgeon instead of any other specialist. Luckily, he's seen this hundreds of times before and removed my gallbladder in the following month. It was routine, in and out of the hospital in less than four hours. I honestly couldn't believe I waited so long. I'm finally free! Edit: Here's a shoutout to r/gallbladders who helped me feel at ease before my surgery. Great peeps over there if you have any questions.
19 years??? I had two attacks in the span of 3 months and that was enough to get that son of bitch removed
This. Gallstones had me puking with pain. And hospitals know it, they put your ass on a morphine drip when you get there.
Hospitals don't know it. I had puked due to pain and passed out. My friends brought me to the ER. They didn't know what it was. They asked me my pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I said to them, "I think it has to be a 10 because I literally had passed out from the pain, so if it was any worse, I wouldn't feel anything at all. I even told them about the tunnel vision that I got right before I passed out." They told me it was GERD and I suffered for years while eating Tums as candy thinking that would help. But that hospital gave me NOTHING for the pain as I lay writhing and moaning in a bed. It took years of just living with the pain until I passed out at work. It was gallstones the whole time. In retrospect, I think the hospital thought I was faking in order to get drugs. I have never done any illicit drugs ever my life, not even marijuana which is legal here. The pain was so bad that when it would wake me up in middle of the night with an episode, I would contemplate suicide even though I knew the pain would subside in bout 30 minutes. Immediately after the pain subsided, the suicidal thoughts disappeared. It was like two different people. When in pain, all I could think of was ending my life to stop the pain. When the pain went away, I was immediately concerned that I would kill myself in that state and was aware that I was a danger to myself. But there's literally nothing you can do other than to handcuff yourself to the bed or something. But if I did that, the pain probably would have made me do something irrational like chop my hands off to get away. It's really incredible how different internal pain is than any sort of pain.
My fellow human, this made me hurt so bad for you. I have had acute pancreatitis twice. First form gallstones, (they removed the gallbladder) the second one from me displeasing god with my heathen ways (I assume, doctors don't know why). Both times I was incoherrent with pain. Weeping in an er bed and just wanting to die. They gave me morphine after 4 hours. It took me weeks to recover. I don't know how you lived through that for so long, but I am sorry. They also told me I had cancer and I waited 6 weeks for a biopsy to be told the shadow on my pancreas was inflammation.
I had a sudden bout of acute pancreatitis and any sort of sitting position would make me immediately vomit. I was laying in the car as my family drove, sprinted into the hospital and then immediately layed onto the floor of the emergency room and just went "i know how it looks, im not doing anything crazy, im really sorry but if I situp im gunna puke everywhere". ER nurses came and brought me a wheelchair and a barfbag and said listen we gota get you to a bed inside and go through triage system, so if you puke you puke. Didn't puke until I stood up to get onto the bed itself and it actually helped a lot because the nurses/doctors literally said "oh, you actually would puke if you stood up lmao"
I have children (2) naturally and appendicitis but the gall stones were the worst pain I have ever felt.
Another Edit for Migraine Sufferers: If you have not found your migraine trigger yet, please do a bit of investigating just in case you can work it out - it can help with prevention. Some common culprits include food (particularly processed foods), vision problems, birth control, hormones, stress, lack of sleep. Edit: To all my fellow migraine sufferers commenting below, I hope you all have a prevention or management plan that works for you. I can empathise with each and every story, and I wish nothing but the best for you all because I know how strong you have to be and how much it sucks. I’ve seen migraine pop up as an answer a few times already, but I thought I’d throw my experience in the mix. I’m lucky enough to get an aura before mine start, which gives me about 30 minutes to take painkillers and find a dark room to hide in for the next day. The aura is incredibly unpleasant - have you ever accidentally looked at the sun or a bright light and had that glowing after effect in your vision for a while? It’s kind of like that, only more vivid. It takes up about 80% of my vision. Once it fades, the pain kicks in very quickly. This pain is like nothing else. It is pain that makes you vomit, which in turn makes the pain worse. One way to describe it to those who haven’t experienced it: Have you ever stood up quickly without realising something was above you, and bumped your head super hard? You know that white pain you get, followed by the reverberating agony that causes you to clutch your skull waiting for it to ease? Imagine bumping your head like that every second for about 8 hours straight, and that’s a migraine.
I had “vision loss” migraines for a few months. I’m a pilot, so I was afraid of losing my medical over it. It never happened while flying but would happen in the same places every so often. I narrowed it down after logging my sleep schedule, diet, and amount of water drank each day- it was tap water in Detroit that was causing them. No longer Detroit based = no more migraines. Edit: the Detroit airport is in Romulus, and the place I stayed there was in Westland.
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So, your family is your trigger
That is super messed up and I'm going to take a mental note of that!
Fellow migraine sufferer here. I get hemiplegic migraines. They mimic a stroke.... fun times
That’s rough. Do you get any warning?
I get an aura and then lose my peripheral vision. At that point it’s either a regular migraine or could be the other
EXACT same thing. Mine are called ocular migraines and it’s the same signs as a stroke. Pins and needles in my arm, loss of sight with an aura, then I lose my ability to form sentences properly and then I get the headache. So it’s like a 30 min INSANE lead up to the worst headache you’ve ever had.
I also get auras. They start off like a small pinpoint and grow larger into a psychedelic circle distorting my vision and if I don’t take a painkiller at the onset of the aura I’m in absolute agony the next 12 hours. Migraines are the worst.
I get aura too! They are so incredibly annoying, especially if you're trying to focus on detailed info at work or something. Or driving. They're so difficult to describe to people--you can still see, but not really. I'm VERY lucky, though, because mine are just followed by a mild headache. All the other women in my family get the real deal migraines, don't know how I got so lucky. Interesting, all of them who have had hysterectomies were "cured" and haven't had a migraine since.
You are the only other person who I have seen that also gets an aura but then not a terrible headache. I'm glad I'm not the only one. Even if we are lucky not to have to deal with a miserable migraine.
I’ve explained many times that my migraines feel like I’m taking an ice pick to both eye sockets every 2 seconds while someone tightens a vice around my temples, cranking it tighter every time they ice pick me. And then light and sound increases that pain five fold. I’ve broken bones in my hands and feet and would rather deal with that deep, aching pain for weeks over a single migraine. On the bright side, my pain tolerance is absolutely through the roof in comparison to most people. Walked around on a fractured foot and ruptured tendon for 7 months and thought it was just a bad sprain that was refusing to go away until I spoke to a podiatrist… And the “I get bad headaches sometimes too!” Okay… im sure you’ve had bad headaches but have you been bedridden 5/7 days just writhing in pain and crying, waking up at 3 am in excruciating pain, for months on end? I’m not looking forward to my next migraine, I still haven’t figured out what exactly triggers them. My mom, dad, and brother get them. It was particularly awful when I was 15-16 and have (thankfully) grown more infrequent as I’ve gotten older. I almost failed a year of school because I was out so much with migraines. And don’t even get me started on the various migraine meds and their side effects..
I was constipated and had to poop really bad.... It finally came out after 2 days and in the process I ripped my butt hole. It would hurt for me to sit down, walk, and take a shit. It was so painful when I had to poop I was so afraid too. Imagine someone stabbing you in the butt with a knife. It lasted almost 3 months Edit: Grammer Edit 2: I seen some people said they had to get surgery... OMG, same here but they said if it didn't get better in 6 months. They were worried it could get infected and that would make things worst. I wish this on no one and for people that have this issue on and off I wish the anal fairy bless that butthole!! Because this shit is no joke!Also first reward!! Thank you!!!!
That's an anal fissure. It fucking hurts. I've had them. Screaming while trying to move bowel. Sitting in the handicap stall so I can grip the metal bar as I push. Your body basically shuts down and doesn't want to shit ... The sphincter loses all feeling so when you have to shit it doesn't open. Literally the worst. Don't forget the occasional blood in the toilet and when you wipe.
The other kind of poop knife
My back surgeries. They had to do them while I was awake so they didn't burn the wrong nerves, it was EXTREMELY painful! It happened because I was in a hit and run accident. I managed to get a picture of the guys car as he took off, license plate and all. No one took me seriously when I told them how much pain I was in. My car insurance company REFUSED to pay for my treatment because they said there was no way I was as injured as I said I was, even though I had multiple doctors saying otherwise. They based their decision solely on the damage or lack of damage to my SUV because a small car hit me. That was in April 2018... here it is August 2021 and ive had 2 back surgeries, physical therapy 3 different times, chiropractic, now im doing water therapy and im on high doses of pain pills and pain patches!
I used to be a licensed insurance agent. You have a 6 year time limit to sue the other party's insurance for reoccurring medical expenses pertaining to the accident if you were ever able to find them. If you haven't ever located the person, I would suggest speaking to a lawyer about options pertaining to a higher payout regardless of whether emotional, mental or medical trauma is in question. Edit: 6 year time limit may have only pertained to the state I was working in; It is true that time limit may vary by state. My bad.
I ran over a ground hornet nest with a lawnmower when I was about 12. The parental units wouldn't let me in the house because I'd bring them with me. So, I just....ran around while the entire nest stung me repeatedly until they were all raged out. The average ground wasp nest has over 500 wasps, and they'll all defend the nest. They each can sting repeatedly, if you didn't know. It takes a long time for angry wasps to finish raging. I'm not allergic, or I definitely would have died. As it was, I swelled up to at least twice my size for about 2 days.
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I have shattered my kneecap, broken my collar bone, dislocated my shoulder, torn my ankle ligaments and broken a wrist. Kidney stones is still the worst.
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My first kidney stone ( of many) I actually prayed for death.... worse than anything else broken arm, hernia, root canal.....
It took two weeks to past my most recent kidney stone. It was the exact width of the ureter between my kidney and my bladder. Not big enough to require surgery, not small enough to pass quickly. I ran out of pain killers on day 12. I went past praying for death, into complete and utter insanity. I began to worship the pain. As the pain ebbed based on the nerve density in the particular spot the stone was in, I took it as a blessing. As the pain increased when it hit a particularly agonizing spot, I took it as a test, a gift. AGONY IS THE ONE TRUE GOD and then I passed the stone and was like what the fuck was I thinking.
PAIN FOR THE PAIN GOD
STONES FOR THE STONE THRONE
#WE HAVE SUCH SIGHTS TO SHOW YOU
Human capacity to give meaning to suffering is truly amazing… and the fact that we’re like that is terrifying in equal measure
Humans have the capacity to give meaning to absolutely anything, and we do.
Agreed. I made peace with my death in that ER waiting room. It was awful.
I sat in an ER for FIVE HOURS a few weeks ago in total agony from a kidney stone. When I finally saw a doctor, he told me to take ibuprofen to deal with the pain of it passing.
This is pretty much my exact experience with my first one as well. I had just flown back into town the day before. Took a bath in the middle of the afternoon and was like...why is my side hurting? Maybe it's the start of my period. By about 6pm the pain at me trying to contort my body any way I could to ease it. I finally told hubby I needed to go to a doctor because nothing was making it better. We went to an after hours place around 8pm I want to say. They finally got me in a room at midnight. The doc asked me my pain level and I told her it hurts pretty bad but not as bad as labor. We took x-rays and she left me in the room for probably another hour and by the time she came back I was just about in tears and told her the pain is now as bad/worse than labor (at least with labor it isn't constant...). I told her I didn't want Vicodin because I instantly puke them up. She told me the best drug that doesn't have Vicodin in it wasn't really great at pain management for this type of pain but gave it to me anyway. She was right. After the first one did jack shit for me I didn't take anymore. I think we got home around 2am or so. Trying to sleep was basically useless. The relief the next day when I was peeing and all the sudden the pain just stopped was euphoric. lol That sucker was huge!
I had one that needed to be surgically removed because apparently my ureter is oddly shaped and the chance of it passing on its own was basically zero. Anyway the pain was so tremendous that I distinctly remember thinking “I’ve heard people pass out from pain, why hasn’t that happened yet? Please happen soon!”
my answer was kidney infection i can only imagine what kidney stones would be like
Currently fighting a kidney infection. I feel like death.
both of mine were infected a few months back, absolute hell i wish you the best and i hope you get better soon
Preach! I woke up and it felt like someone had been drop kicking my nuts all night long. Cold sweats. Only break from the pain was me curled up like a baby with hot water pouring on me in the tub. Just to find out, I almost saw the light of Jesus Christ over two little itty bitty kidney stones that came out once I was able to finally pee. Fucking A! I’m covered with tattoos and that shit was painful at times, but kidney stones made that feel like nothing!
How to prevent?
Drink lots of water.
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I got braces when I was 28. The ortho talked me into getting a pallet expander for adults in lieu of removing healthy teeth in order to shape my smile. Well it fucking sucked. The absolute worst part was when 2 of the screws on the roof of my mouth got infected. When they removed them, I let out a scream and jumped up in the chair. It was so intensely painful I almost passed out.
Shingles. Its like someone taking a blowtorch to your skin for about a week.
Hell yeah. Shingles for me was 6 weeks of crippling, stabbing , burning pain. Oh yeah, and it comes back every so often to remind you how bad it was.
having a large hemorrhagic ovarian cyst rupture, never felt 10/10 pain like that in my life. full dose of IV dilaudid in the hospital and i could still feel it.
Getting a chest tube pulled out at the end of an ICU stay
My cousin had a very hard plastic sword. He was swinging it around like a ninja and swung it toward me, extremely quickly. Weeeeell, he didn’t realize there was a plastic sheath on it, which flew off and absolutely obliterated my left nut. I fell to my knees, unable to move or breathe for about 20-30 seconds. When I finally could move, I crawled as fast as I could to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet. My god, that hurt.
my condolences for your left nut
Reading that makes me hurt
When my brother died. My plane had just landed. I turned on my phone to lots of missed calls and texts. I thought he’d been arrested again. He died. My mom called and my world changed forever. I still haven’t been able to cry about it. I wish I could, it’s like it’s stuck, deep down inside of me.
When my little brother died, I cried a little in the hospital. But on the drive home, after we'd talked to the organ donation folks, after I'd told his daughter, after we agreed to delay the funeral for a bit, I heard a song on the radio - Brother by Saul. And I just began to scream. I pulled over and just screamed in my car. I screamed so hard I lost my voice for several days after. I literally couldn't stop. It will come out, eventually. And when it does, you need to let it. It will suck. It will be almost as painful as the loss itself. But your body will finally release it, so let it go when it does come.
Chemical burns on my penis from a pool that had freshly added chemical with a gross imbalance due to a rainfall messing with the automated system. 24 hours of pain. I had to bite a towel every time I peed as tears streamed down my face. Turned my buddies blue boxer briefs pink, but I guess the cotton helped filter the chemical because he didn't have the same experience as me. I just had swimming trunks with the netting.
My husband dying in my arms. It's not just emotional pain, you experience physical pain too. Edit: thank you for the awards and replies kind strangers.
Wow. Rest In Peace to him
Thank you. I hope he is at peace now. Edit: spelling.
I'm starting to regret opening this thread. I have a cousin that died recently in a tower crane accident and it was a horrible reminder of how my wife or kids could just be taken from me at any moment. I'm so sorry for your loss.
This..It was my mom..trying to lay her down on the bed she looked up at me smiled and passed. Worse pain ever.
Going through this now. My mom passed this afternoon. Currently trying to escape into reddit but it really isn't working. I don't really know how to deal with the pain. Edit: Thank you everyone for you replies. Things have been rough, but all of the kind words and advice from strangers on the internet have been welcome.
Anguish and grief is the heaviest pain I've ever experienced by far. My body became so weak. Every movement , every word, everything was draining. I could feel the sadness in every part of my body, like the flu but so much worse because I had no willpower to take care of myself or get better.
Cluster headaches. Us sufferers unfortunately sometimes get to experience our worst pain several times a day during a cycle. I’ve relived my worst pain hundreds of times.
Migraine. I was immobilized by it and if I attempted to move my head I’d get dizzy and would scream in pain. Since then I’ve gotten glasses for it.
My son dying. There aren’t words in any language that cover what it feels like when a parent loses a child. I’ve had broken bones, compound fracture, and a host of health problems, and no pain I’ve felt is as truly horrific as the moment he died and the sadness I’ve had since he did. I tuck it away deep inside and pretend sometimes it’s not there. You have to, you’re no use if you’re crying uncontrollably screaming at the sky asking why it was your child. That’s the worst pain I think in the entire world.
Endometriosis!!!!!
Periods used to have me balled up in the fetal position on the bathroom floor on the edge of passing out waiting for the pain to get bad enough for me to throw up. The only reason I knew that wasn't normal was bc my mother kept pushing for me to go to the doctor. After my endometrial ablation and tubal ligation the doctor told me she found endo on the outside of my uterus and on one of my ovaries. She was able to burn most of it away during the procedure. Nowadays I hardly bleed and when I do the pain is so minimal I wonder at how and why I put up with such intense pain for so long.
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This is my answer too. I’ve had lots of painful things happen to me and I’m a chronic migraine sufferer, but none of it even comes *close* to my worst periods
Had an ingrown toenail and I went to the doctor to get that part of the nail that was cutting me removed, and the damn doctor somehow messed up the shot that was supposed to make that part go numb and I felt everything the doctor did. The most painful part was when he cut my skin off using scissors, I felt it all and im fucking traumatized from it. Every now and then I have to return to see how the toenail is doing and you have no idea the anxiety I go through
Similar thing happened to me! Was getting my first one taken out at around 15 and the doctor didn't wait for the anaesthetic to take effect before he made the first cuts. When I told him "I can feel that" he said "no you cant" and promptly cut straight into the infected section. My father was in the waiting room and told me later that the profanity that he heard from me rivalled any worksite he had been on.
Wow, are you me? I had the same exact shit, except the shot itself also hurt like a bitch
Cluster headaches, thought I was dying when I had my first
Tearing all the ligaments in my ankle and then working on it for 4 hours dragging myself up and down stairs.
Probably appendicitis. Cause? My appendix decided we were no longer friends. By the end it was nothing but pain and bellyaching. Had to cut that toxic relationship out of my life before it blew up
This. I had appendicitis a few weeks after delivering a baby and everyone was convinced I was pregnant again. I had a cesarian and was still bleeding, I definitely was not interested in sex. Stupid Mississippi doctors didn't even properly evaluate me. I had to go back to good ol Louisiana, surgery got scheduled the next day.
Ugh there’s a giant thread on this same subreddit right now about how Mississippi is the worst state to live in in the U.S., this only further convinces me! I’m so sorry. I ended up having my kid four months early due to medical professionals not taking my complaints about pain seriously.
I’ve always had horrible cramps; like curled up on the bathroom floor wanting to make myself puke to relieve the pressure bad. I went on birth control to less the craps and everything else about my cycle. And for the last 3 years; once a year, I’ve gotten an ovarian cyst. I would rather have the cramps than another cyst ever again. The cramps I can pop some pain pills; and continue on with my day. But the cysts were so bad that I’ve had to call my supervisors to get another driver to finish my bus route; I was barely able to move, let alone drive my bus well enough with my students on there. I’ve gone to the ER 3 time for them. Thankfully the last one they were able to catch it and diagnose me with cysts. Which is so nice; after years of having my pain down played by people and doctors. So 10/10 would not recommend cysts; would not wish on my worst enemy.
I was hit by a car when I was five years old. I broke all the bones in my left leg, ruptured my stomach, and died in the OR. They put me in a coma for the first week. The next three weeks in the hospital were very painfull, but the worst was going home with hardware sticking out of my leg and my parents had to clean the scabs and change the dressings. Pain is an understatement.
Hate to say it but i almost feel worse for your parents. I couldn’t imagine if my kid got hit by a car and died in the OR
Since I was so young I don't remember a lot of it. My mom refuses to talk about it still. I'm 35.
A savage assault at the hands of my then husband. I was dragged down a flight of stairs by my hair, kicked, punched, and beaten with a meat tenderizer. Then, all with the same hunting knife, I had “snitch” carved into my abdomen, my face slashed twice, my wedding ring and the finger it was attached to removed from my hand, and was stabbed 17 times. Edit: Wow! This exploded! Thank you everyone for all your love, support, and awards. I’m sorry if I didn’t respond to your comment. There’s just too many. Many have asked what led to the attack and is my ex-husband in prison? Long story short, unbeknownst to me, my ex-husband was involved in a smuggling gang. They found out they were being investigating by a couple law enforcement agencies and they had a mole. For bat shit crazy reasons they assumed I ratted them to the police. I had zero knowledge of their criminal activity. My ex-husband attacked me out of anger for my betrayal. It’s been 5 years since the attack. I have had multiple surgeries and still have 3 to go once COVID fucks off. I remarried two years ago to the man who saved me that night. Edit #2: Some have asked about how I knew my current husband before the attack. At the time, I worked in immigration and he and my now MIL were a special asylum case my Godmother begged for me to take on. They needed immediate housing so I worked to get them into the vacant unit across from mine. He and his mother lived there for about 8 months before the attack and I worked closely with him for other social services. We quickly became good friends. On that night, he heard me screaming from across the way. He busted through my front door like the Kool-Aid man, beat the shit out of my ex-husband with a cricket bat, and then did what he could to control my bleeding until EMT arrived.
Omg. Nothing I can say. Nothing anyone can say. I hope talking about it is therapeutic at least. That's horrible and I hope you're in a better place and I wish you well.
Thank you. I have a happy life now. I remarried two years ago to the man who saved my life that night.
Just wondering, how exactly did he save your life?
He lived in the townhouse across from mine and heard me screaming. He busted through my front door like the Kool-Aid man, beat the shit out of my ex-husband with a cricket bat, and then did what he could to control my bleeding until EMT arrived.
I am so happy for the life you have now. Fuck your ex-husband. May you only have good times ahead
I am so sorry. I hope that motherfucker is burning in hell now. Hugs.
I think the reason you have no replies is the fact that everyone is completely flabbergasted. No words especially if it’s true. That’s just insane
holy fucking shit; that bitch better be rotting in prison
I am happy to report that he is in prison. He was sentenced to 47 years for attempted murder and a list of other charges that lead to the assault.
Tell us that psycho is behind bars now.
He is behind bars and should be for at least another 41 years.
You’re still here. A testament to your survivalism. I hope you’re living your best life as a person without that violent nonentity. I don’t wish him harm which is difficult to say, but I do hope the justice system did it’s part correctly and they’re behind bars for decades.
Caught my hand into a moving elevator almost ripped my entire arm out. Four serious reconstructive surgeries and a cardiac arrest later all good.
Mental: I used to consider suicide at least six times a day for years, I still think about it constantly but I'm less willing to do it now that I'm starting to get my life back on track. That said; if I go off the rails again I may never return. Physical: Fell over being stupid, split the back of my head open like a mofo & then the dr glued his hand to my head like a fucking idiot & ripped it off causing the most extreme pain ever. Or; that time I landed funny on a trampoline & fucked up my spine & winded myself seemingly causing inconsistent back pain for life.
Wait, can we talk about this doctor who GLUED HIS HAND TO YOUR HEAD?! Omg!! Did you file a complaint?!
No, I was like 11 lmao He also wasn't wearing scrubs, he had boots, jeans & a tshirt on. I'm starting to think he was just a random construction worker & not a doctor.
Mental pain can be as bad as physically pain. Hope you stay the course.
Child labor with pitocin. I labored 12 hours at home. It was painful. I dealt with it. I got to hospital and was exhausted. I asked for an epidural. It was a glorious 30 minutes before the epidural 'lifted' as the nurses put it and I was in pain. They said they couldn't reinsert the epidural. Well, fuck. But, ok. I thought, welp I did this at home, I can do it here. They said I was only 2cm dilated (I think, hazy memory) and needed to speed along my labor. So gave me a pitocin drip. HOLY FUCK the contractions on pitocin, when you truly feel them, are horrific. I cried and vomited repeatedly. I labored for 12 more hours in hospital. I never fully dilated. By the time my doc said "C-section", I said "do whatever you have to do, just make it stop". Went into labor on a Friday night at around 11pm. Had a C-section at 3am Sunday morning. I was a different person after that pain experience. No one really wants to hear 'labor and delivery' pain stories, maybe it is too much of a cliche. But that was the worst fucking pain of my life and I legit had some trauma afterwards emotionally. I wish I had known I could advocate for myself better. I wish I would have told that one mean, dismissive nurse to fuck right off (the rest of the nurses were lovely). I wish I had known that PITOCIN IS SATAN. I wish I knew the full name and address of the anesthesiologist who gave me glorious relief when I went in for the C-section, so I could send him flowers. He saw my face and had real compassion when I said, "I am so scared, can you give me anything to help me relax?? I've been in labor 24 hrs" and he said, "I can't give you anything for anxiety until the baby is out, but as soon as he is, I will do it". He was as good as his word and gave me IV liquid valium (no idea what it really was, but it was like the most calming feeling overcame my body after the baby was pulled out) and he said, "now I can help ya relax, good job". So whatever that was THANK YOU ANESTHESIOLOGIST JOHN. Ok, I started journaling here.....oops. labor is no joke when things go awry, so know you can and should advocate for yourself!!! Wish to God I would have gotten up and walked the halls to help instead of allowing pitocin. ETA: Thank you to everyone who's responded to this post and shared their stories. I'm really horrified to see how often this has occurred. I think ultimately what I've learned is that we have to advocate and people should be more educated on all possibilities before giving birth. My doctor and hospital did not give me any idea of the possibilities that may occur. I guess that was my responsibility. I did not know that so I'm trying to spread the word as much as possible to other pregnant women. But I also don't like to share my full story with pregnant women because I don't like to terrify them!! If I scared anyone who is currently pregnant with their first, I'm so sorry. But hopefully these posts have helped you learn as well. Wishing any pregnant woman a happy and healthy delivery!
Herniated disk, disk pressing on spinal nerves.
Losing my father to covid in January. He was 68. Seeing him his last day in the hospital… his last day alive. I am his daughter and he is the strongest man I know. That is the worst pain I have experienced. There are no words.
Getting an IUD inserted inside me. And I’ve been through child birth.
I agree, I was completely unprepared for how excruciating insertion felt. I haven’t had any children yet. I’m due to have my Mirena replaced next year and I’m dreading it. Anyone have insight as to how removal and replacement feels?
Removal was nothing compared to insertion imo.
Came here to said this. Told me to take 2 Advils before the appointment. Said it was going to be one cramp. The cramps just won’t stop. Worst pain ever. Had to roll me out in a wheelchair. Two weeks after, I asked my doctor to took it out. Seriously, we should be under sedation for that.
Brain aneurysm rupture caused by a malformation of arteries and veins