I’ve survived a broken femur, a stabbing in a bar fight, shot with my own .22, being the only survivor of a car crash and burn, birthing 3 babies natural childbirth, and two of those were twins, and brain surgery. But the worse pain I’ve ever experienced was heroin withdrawal, while handcuffed to a hospital bed. That’s re-hab for poor people.
I had a paper cut once. Occupational hazard.
[quote]Yo Momma wrote:
I’ve survived a broken femur, a stabbing in a bar fight, shot with my own .22, being the only survivor of a car crash and burn, birthing 3 babies natural childbirth, and two of those were twins, and brain surgery. But the worse pain I’ve ever experienced was heroin withdrawal, while handcuffed to a hospital bed. That’s re-hab for poor people.[/quote]
Damn
Ripped a fingernail out in a car door.
Food poisoning over 10 days in England.
Bike wreck where I lost the front wheel and cartwheeled, landing on my helmet, chin, both elbows, hip, and both knees - lots of road rash.
Dove in a sand volleyball court that ended up being gravel - lost lots of skin that way. I hate road rash.
I took an advil without knowing I was allergic to ibuprofen. It felt like I was being stabbed in the chest. My dad thought I was having a heart attack and phoned 911. They ended giving me something that they call a “bloddy mary”. Which is a mixture of peptobismal and something that freezes.
[quote]Yo Momma wrote:
I’ve survived a broken femur, a stabbing in a bar fight, shot with my own .22, being the only survivor of a car crash and burn, birthing 3 babies natural childbirth, and two of those were twins, and brain surgery. But the worse pain I’ve ever experienced was heroin withdrawal, while handcuffed to a hospital bed. That’s re-hab for poor people.[/quote]
I feel you there Yo Momma, I was cuffed once during surgery, sucked big time.
I was given drano in a whiskey bottle and drank a big swig.
Barfed the majority of my esophagus into the toilet. Aspirated a good bit too, and it destroyed my upper respiratory. Continued blowing chunks into a bin in the ambulance until I got to the hospital. I wavered in and out of conciousness while watching the oxygen monitor plummet. The last thing I remember was my neice asking if I was going to die, and everybody looking realy uncomfortable.
Two weeks in a drug induced coma and a morphine drip for another week later and I was not nearly as bad off as I began. Total recovery took about 6 months though.
Chemical burns are a mother.
I haven’t really felt that much pain yet, but I think it is understandable as I am only 15. But here are a few.
I almost got my knee capped shattered when I was five. It got ran over by a cart on a track (long story short, it was heavy).
Got food poisoning twice in one school year. That was a bitch.
Woke up during the middle of surgery after almost drowning (I was six and it wasn’t even an entire year in the US yet).
Having hundreds of splinters removed from my hand using only a sewing needle.
[quote]SkyzykS wrote:
I was given drano in a whiskey bottle and drank a big swig.
Barfed the majority of my esophagus into the toilet. Aspirated a good bit too, and it destroyed my upper respiratory. Continued blowing chunks into a bin in the ambulance until I got to the hospital. I wavered in and out of conciousness while watching the oxygen monitor plummet. The last thing I remember was my neice asking if I was going to die, and everybody looking realy uncomfortable.
Two weeks in a drug induced coma and a morphine drip for another week later and I was not nearly as bad off as I began. Total recovery took about 6 months though.
Chemical burns are a mother.[/quote]
What scum gave you Drano? Jesus.
[quote]SkyzykS wrote:
I was given drano in a whiskey bottle and drank a big swig.
Barfed the majority of my esophagus into the toilet. Aspirated a good bit too, and it destroyed my upper respiratory. Continued blowing chunks into a bin in the ambulance until I got to the hospital. I wavered in and out of conciousness while watching the oxygen monitor plummet. The last thing I remember was my neice asking if I was going to die, and everybody looking realy uncomfortable.
Two weeks in a drug induced coma and a morphine drip for another week later and I was not nearly as bad off as I began. Total recovery took about 6 months though.
Chemical burns are a mother.[/quote]
I remember someone posting about this somewhere a few years ago. I assume it was you. That is all kinds of fucked up man, I feel for you.
[quote]WhiteFlash wrote:
I remember someone posting about this somewhere a few years ago. I assume it was you. That is all kinds of fucked up man, I feel for you.
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Yeah, I post this one when these worst pain threads pop up. It’s odd how they appear every so often.
It’s a strange thing with near fatal injuries. I’ve asked a couple of other people I know who lived through some stuff that should have killed them what they thought when it happened. They all said the same thing. They didn’t think it was that bad, and that they would be o.k.
Orbital blowout fracture, ie. I broke my cheekbone in at least 5 places.
Got my hand caught in an escalater when I was five or so. There were about 50 stiches on my right hand from the tip of my pinky to my wrist.
Staph infection that put me out of commision for about 3 months. I couldnt sleep for 3 months due to the pain because it had spread from my chest to my legs. Lost about 30 lbs due to not eating and lifting. Now i’m left with 5 scars on my chest that look like bullet and stab wounds and 4 on my lower body.
Alright, I think I have the grand-daddy of them all.
Form the age of 7 I’ve trained in the martial arts. I had a coach for 4 years who insisted on 1,000 kick workouts 3x a weeks. 500 on each leg, varying kicks.
Result? I’m 36 now and leg press 610 for reps.
Back in '04 I was doing squats. I had 450 on and did 2 sets of 8 short squats. (Only squatting halfway down as a lower back strain earlier that year was being testy.) I went to to my last set and on rep 8 I hit total failure. One of those unreal moments where you are telling your body to push and just nothing is fucking happening.
Then I glance down and realize to my horror that the squat guards are off the rack! So I tried to step in fast and crash rack the load and my left foot slipped. I went straight down onto my ass and broke my back right in half at the L12. I literally folded in half. A guy about 10 feet away saw it and puked all over.
Two guys pulled the bar off me and I flopped flat. I realized in about a second that I couldn’t move or feel anything below my solar plexus. I was fucked. For about 6 minutes I laid there like that waiting for the life squad. I was in the most excruciating pain imaginable. Agony does not even begin to describe it. I was begging god to let shock kick in and let me pass out.
I have no idea why I didn’t pass out, but I reached over and grabbed the foot of the squat rack because I thought the cold metal would feel good. When I did that I felt something in my back move and there was this disgusting click inside me. A guy who was on the floor talking to me, trying to keep me calm heard it. Thank god he was there, as a former Army Medic he knew what to do and took great care of me.
Two seconds later it felt like someone had a blowtorch on my feet and inner thighs. I screamed and cried, but I don’t know if it was the pain or relief because I could move my legs again.
To make this short - end result?
9 weeks in a clamshell. L12 compressed 50%, two disks compressed almost flat. No surgery (I know, I was like WTF?).
I had lower back pain and totally messed up muscles down there for a year and a half. Only working with a PT to reconstruct the entire area by tearing the muscles down and rebuilding them made it stop. I’m still pretty fucking stiff there though.
Doctor told me later that women who have had that same break described the pain as dwarfing that of childbirth.
I’ll be honest. I had to go to therapy for about 6 months to get over the PTSD. I was kinda fucked up.
[quote]MightyMaus wrote:
Alright, I think I have the grand-daddy of them all.
Form the age of 7 I’ve trained in the martial arts. I had a coach for 4 years who insisted on 1,000 kick workouts 3x a weeks. 500 on each leg, varying kicks.
Result? I’m 36 now and leg press 610 for reps.
Back in '04 I was doing squats. I had 450 on and did 2 sets of 8 short squats. (Only squatting halfway down as a lower back strain earlier that year was being testy.) I went to to my last set and on rep 8 I hit total failure. One of those unreal moments where you are telling your body to push and just nothing is fucking happening.
Then I glance down and realize to my horror that the squat guards are off the rack! So I tried to step in fast and crash rack the load and my left foot slipped. I went straight down onto my ass and broke my back right in half at the L12. I literally folded in half. A guy about 10 feet away saw it and puked all over.
Two guys pulled the bar off me and I flopped flat. I realized in about a second that I couldn’t move or feel anything below my solar plexus. I was fucked. For about 6 minutes I laid there like that waiting for the life squad. I was in the most excruciating pain imaginable. Agony does not even begin to describe it. I was begging god to let shock kick in and let me pass out.
I have no idea why I didn’t pass out, but I reached over and grabbed the foot of the squat rack because I thought the cold metal would feel good. When I did that I felt something in my back move and there was this disgusting click inside me. A guy who was on the floor talking to me, trying to keep me calm heard it. Thank god he was there, as a former Army Medic he knew what to do and took great care of me.
Two seconds later it felt like someone had a blowtorch on my feet and inner thighs. I screamed and cried, but I don’t know if it was the pain or relief because I could move my legs again.
To make this short - end result?
9 weeks in a clamshell. L12 compressed 50%, two disks compressed almost flat. No surgery (I know, I was like WTF?).
I had lower back pain and totally messed up muscles down there for a year and a half. Only working with a PT to reconstruct the entire area by tearing the muscles down and rebuilding them made it stop. I’m still pretty fucking stiff there though.
Doctor told me later that women who have had that same break described the pain as dwarfing that of childbirth.
I’ll be honest. I had to go to therapy for about 6 months to get over the PTSD. I was kinda fucked up.[/quote]
Wow,… suddenly my hangnail story doesn’t seem so horrible -lol.
I assume you’re all rehabbed by now? (we can rebuild him… we have the technology…)
S
I dont have anything that crazy…some sports stuff. and a string of strange luck.
I had my front tooth knocked out with a wooden baseball bat as a kid - I grew up in Brooklyn-do the math. It kind of sucked.
after that I dont mind the dentist at all.
a bad sprained ankle that swelled up the size of like a gallon of milk. and turned green.
that hurt.
a separated shoulder 2x and broken clavicle on the same side.
(one in HS the rest in College)
A HUGE concussion at the end of wrestling in HS free ambulance ride, neck harness
being woken up every hour for like a week
I could not see out of my right eye for like 5 months. I had to wear a mask thing for a while in college sports. lingering migraines
for like a year.
that sucked a little bit.
When I turned 30 I was a bit of a klutz?
still dont know what that was about
(working far far to much)
I broke a finger, Burst a bursa sac in my left elbow , cut my left thumb almost off
with a talbe saw… all at work.
In the span of a year.
the thumb did not hurt when it happened,
but them cleaning it at the hospital hurt like hell. and post surgery it Fucking hurt.
that same year, Yeah really WTF?
I sprained my knee while rollerblading.
hard enough to here a gigantic POP and be on
horse pills.
that same weekend!!!
yes now really WTF, my mother in laws’ dog
almost bit my right ear off- and I had to get
something like 35 stitches…
the only good side to the dog biting my ear… somehow after the bite, & stitches, my califlower ear in that ear somehow looked
much much better? that was a bonus
I still have no clue as to what was happening when I turned 30.
and three weeks ago I cut my shin( pics in profile) and had to get 6 staples.
did not hurt but was gross.
kmc
[quote]SkyzykS wrote:
WhiteFlash wrote:
I remember someone posting about this somewhere a few years ago. I assume it was you. That is all kinds of fucked up man, I feel for you.
Yeah, I post this one when these worst pain threads pop up. It’s odd how they appear every so often.
It’s a strange thing with near fatal injuries. I’ve asked a couple of other people I know who lived through some stuff that should have killed them what they thought when it happened. They all said the same thing. They didn’t think it was that bad, and that they would be o.k.
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I’ve had a few near misses, and I agree. I think when you’re in the moment it’s hard to realize how bad it is, even with witnesses and medical attention to testify to the degree of seriousness. Now, if you [we] had seen someone else go through the exact same thing that damn near did us in, you’d be telling your buddies about the horrific accident you’d just seen, and how lucky that dude is that he didn’t die.
December 2nd of this year I got my Dick pierced. An Apadravya.
A vertical barbell going through the head of my dick. (passing through the urethra)
Btw, the needle/barbell is an 8 gauge, which is about the size of a capri-sun straw.
Worst pain of my life.
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P.S. I was on no painkillers, and was 100% sober.
P.S.S. Other injuries…
Got into a dirtbike wreck, crushed my pinky toe. That sucked.
Got a golf-club to the side of the head when i was 7. Combination of me being too close and my friend swinging like an idiot.
Finally, I got in a fight, and the guy pulled a knife. He put it to my side, went through my jacket, shirt, and into my side. Stopped against my ribs. Such a fucking close call. My friends all ganged up on him and fucked him up, bad.
But, the spike through my dickhead was worse than all of them.
[quote]WhiteFlash wrote:
I’ve had a few near misses, and I agree. I think when you’re in the moment it’s hard to realize how bad it is, even with witnesses and medical attention to testify to the degree of seriousness. Now, if you [we] had seen someone else go through the exact same thing that damn near did us in, you’d be telling your buddies about the horrific accident you’d just seen, and how lucky that dude is that he didn’t die.[/quote]
That seems to happen to everyone. When I got hit by a car, I was more concerned that I wouldn’t have any wicked scars or broken bones to show for it. Everyone around me thought I was dead or dying.
Apparently when you split your ear open, there’s a lot of blood. Who’d have thought?
[quote]WarLord wrote:
December 2nd of this year I got my Dick pierced. An Apadravya.[/quote]
You let someone with a needle near your penis? My God you’re either extremely brave or a fool, good sir.