"Ow! My pancreus!" What is the worst you've ever felt?

[YingDerpington]

Worst i've probably gotten was when my brother swung a shovel through my left heel and nearly severed my achilles tendon entirely. I was 9 at the time so I think you can imagine what the reaction was. Seems i've gotten it easy according to some of the others in this thread.

 

[Gabanuka]

Occasionally my leg/foot seizes up for no apparent reason, then again I haven't really hurt myself before so its probably nothing in comparison to other things.

Hurts like a ***** though.

 

[trollnystan]

Let's see... It's probably a tie between:

A) The time all my joints swelled up and walking felt like I was walking on broken glass; didn't get to see specialist before it disappeared by itself but she said it sounded like reactive arthritis.

B) When something went wrong with my stomach during Christmas. At its worst it felt like someone sticking shards of glass through it.

Spoiler: anecdote

Fun thing was I was visiting my friend at the time, it was the coldest winter in years at -30°C and we had gone 210 km north by car - the car had no heating btw - to pick up a puppy she'd bought. While we were at the puppy seller I had a bun and a glass of julmust and 2 minutes later my stomach started hurting. It let up in the car home, perhaps because I spent it sleeping, but when we arrived at my friend's place it started hurting again. I was writhing on the floor it hurt so much. In the end I went to the ER where it stopped hurting before I even got inside the waiting room. Fun. Anyway, because of that I have given up on fizzy drinks - except for a glass of jul/påskmust on the pertinent holiday - and alcohol - and I'm grateful for an excuse there, as both Sweden and Ireland are BIG on drinking and I'm really not.

I think A) wins though, as that lasted weeks, whereas B) lasted about a day.

Otherwise I've only sprained/cracked the bone of my ankles a few times, had a mild concussion as a child, and various stories on menstrual cramps and symptoms - like the times my hip bones feel they've turned to water and I can't walk without extreme discomfort (sort of like pelvic girdle pain during pregnancy I've been told).

 

[You Can't Take the Sky From Me]

It's so common to have stomach issues here, what we would consider a taboo subject in polite conversation is otherwise discussed to its entirety in everyday conversation.

That actually sounds quite a bit like the discussions my family used to have around the dinner table. Both of my parents are in the medical field, so dinner conversation used to involve the many wondrous sights and smells of working in a hospital.

On Topic: Due to me health conditions, I live every day feeling like someone is sticking an ice-pick into my spine, so I would say that the last five years is the worst I've ever felt. That or the time the anesthetic didn't work when I was getting a toenail removed, that hurt like a mother.

 

[rob_simple]

I pulled a muscle in my back last year after I decided that lifting with your legs was for pussies and I, honest to God, thought I'd paralysed myself.

I had an interview the next day, as well, and I had to phone my Mum to pick me up and walk me into the store like a bloody invalid, because I literally couldn't walk on my own.

Somehow, I still got the job.

 

[lacktheknack]

Almost all my terrible feeling moments have been minor. Woooooooooo!

So it's a tie between spending an entire night role-playing a bile fountain (still don't know what happened, but I can't bring myself to eat apples in my oatmeal ever again) and the various days I spent sitting in the waiting room of Grandma's psychiatric ward (Alzheimer's is the worst way to die, bar none).

 

[Ashadowpie]

the worst pain i've ever felt was when my arches collapsed, its basically like a rubber band slowly stretching and becoming lose over time, then all the pressure of your body is put onto the exposed and inflamed nerves in the bottom of your feet, i worked at a grocery store so i was standing for 8 hours every day. it literally feels like your feet are screaming in pain or that sharp shock of pain when you hit your elbow on a hard corner, it just doesnt go away until you get off your feet. yah....now i have flat feet and need to wear special insoles and i cant wear anything that has even the slightest heel. thank god i dont like girly shoes.

second worst would be when i had to get IV into my hand to get me wisdom teeth removed. i have never screamed like that in my life, it felt like they were shoving barbed wire in my hand. i actually have nightmares about it. . .it doesnt help that i have a severe phobia of needles.

Needles dont hurt. yah thats total bullshit

 

[dagens24]

One night after going out for all you can eat ribs with the boys, I got home and had the worst 'stomach ache' I'd ever had. I was in SERIOUS pain. After a while it passed, but then about maybe 8 months later I had it again. Having assumed the first incident was food related I figured I must have eaten something that wasn't agreeing with me. Anyway, long story short the pains became more and more frequent over the course of 2 years. They would usually go away after about 8 hours of excruciating pain. It then got to the point where it was happening several times a week. Finally one night I got an attack that was still going after about 16 hours my father and girlfriend at the time convinced me to go to the hospital. It wasn't my stomach that was the issue, it was my gallbladder. It had died. Anyway, they rushed me into surgery and they removed the gangrenous organ and now I'm fine. The moral of the story is don't try to be a 'man' and tough it out; if something is wrong get it checked out.

 

[CrimsonBlaze]

This my not seem life threatening (or rare for that matter), but when I twisted my ankle, it was simply the worst feeling ever; short of getting my wisdom teeth removed, that is.

I was playing basketball with one of my formidably tall friends during P.E. in my high school Sophomore year, and when I decided to leap high into the air to attempt a jump shot, I was clearly more focused on my shot than in my landing. After reaching the peak of my ascension, reality and his ***** of a sister gravity set in and my landing was less than par, causing my foot to twist sideways and then springing back into place. Next thing I know, there was a surge of pain that hit me like a ton of bricks.

I could barely walk, let along stand straight so I had to have help to get to the nurse's office. They said that there wasn't anything broken, but the next few days are going to feel like s***. After coming home and treating my ankle with some medicine, all I could do is lay on bed and do nothing. This feeling of helplessness was probably more painful any twisted ankle could ever inflict.

What was worse is that I had finals that week, so I could be excused from class and I had to limp my way from one class to another, barely making it on time. So yeah, never again.

 

[lemonadeader]

Managed to catch a really bad stomach bug, which was fine, except it turned into 'gastrointestinitis' (i.e: really bad stomach bug) which then inflamed my pancreas giving me a) a rock hard pancreas you could feel through my stomach that was agony and b) pancreatitis. At the same time because of the bug my intestines inflames and put pressure on my bladder resulting in a swollen bladder and low intestine.
And the hospital initially thought it was appendicitis. *roll eyes*

 

[James Joseph Emerald]

I have so much to look forward to. Cancer runs in my family, as do heart issues, so if one of those doesn't kill me, the other might... or it might be the bus that's eventually going to run through my living room.

I'm sorry to have to break this to you, but judging from what you've said I think you may actually be immortal.

 

[Souplex]

Probably every time someone makes an unnecessary repeat thread.
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/18.117662-This-is-the-worst-pain-ever#2231763

 

[evilengine]

the worst I've ever felt was, coincidentally, the same time I put off drinking for nearly two years. I was moving out of my student house, so naturally I wanted a last night out. A case of too much too soon, a few drinks before going out, a few double's whilst out, and already feeling a bit under the weather heading home. I began feeling sick once home, and so the rest of the night and following day I was in pure agony as everything below my scalp either hurt, ached, expelled some kind of fluid, or all the above.

Looking back it sounds like a classic case of minor alcohol poisoning, and would have been far better for me to have gone to the hospital. The thought of having my insides vacuumed out sounds so much more inviting then going through all of that again.

Also this was the same day my housemate decided to throw a loud garden party right underneath my bedroom window where I was desperately attempting to get at least a nanoseconds worth of sleep. What a lovely day that was.

 

[DugMachine]

I was shot in the arm as a teen at the shooting range. (it was an accident) but I'd say when I've broken my ankle probably hurt more than the shooting incident.

...And I've broken the same ankle twice. Miracle I can still walk on the damn thing.

 

[Froggy Slayer]

Probably every time someone makes an unnecessary repeat thread.
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/18.117662-This-is-the-worst-pain-ever#2231763

Dude, your thread was made in 2009. It's dead. No one checks that far back. No one.

OT: Worst that I've got is a compound fracture that I got from falling down a hill. Right arm is still weaker than my left because of it. Luckily, my friend knows how to distract me from pain quite well (flagrantly abusing the canon of Sherlock Homes. I had to correct him, even in my pain).

 

[Souplex]

Probably every time someone makes an unnecessary repeat thread.
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/18.117662-This-is-the-worst-pain-ever#2231763

Dude, your thread was made in 2009. It's dead. No one checks that far back. No one.

OT: Worst that I've got is a compound fracture that I got from falling down a hill. Right arm is still weaker than my left because of it. Luckily, my friend knows how to distract me from pain quite well (flagrantly abusing the canon of Sherlock Homes. I had to correct him, even in my pain).

Old doesn't matter, repeat does.

 

[IamLEAM1983]

Back when I was ten, I used to be a fairly doughy kid. A little on the overweight side, I guess. I don't know where I got it from, but I remember the winter of 1997 pretty distinctly. What started as a vaguely upset stomach turned into the absolute worst case of the runs I'd ever experienced.

You know how some stomach bugs will pressure you into puking even though you have nothing left to puke, not even water? By the third week, I was a feverish mass of skin and bones that couldn't even keen ginger ale in. I think I skirted the bounds of the point where my mother would've considered booking me at the hospital and getting me hydrated intraveinously. I literally melted and burnt through all of my weight, to the point where I went from overweight to underweight.

That gastro-intestinal Chernobyl's left me with a pretty light appetite for most things. I'm turning thirty soon and only now am I starting to fill in.

Other than that? Hm, I wouldn't exactly call that pain, but there was the first time I received intra-muscular Botox injections in my thigh muscles. Having Cerebral Palsy, I tend to have less control over my lower limbs than most people, even though I can walk well enough. This comes complete with my legs growing stiff if I don't exercise often. I reached a point in my puberty where no matter how much exercise I got, the docs were concerned that my thighs' muscles weren't following along with my skeletal structure. So in came Botox as an attempt to slacken those tissues a bit.

See? It's not just bored millionnaire housewives who get Botox'd.

The thing is, intra-muscular injections hurt like a ************. I was waiting for my turn at the hospital, when I head this blood-curdling scream from one of the patient rooms... Turns out another kid had wanted to be ballsy and had refused the rather potent drug they administered. What was that miracle drug?

An LSD derivative. Man, you ever tripped balls while listening to Vivaldi's Four Seasons? That was glorious. I still felt the pain, but there was some sort of disconnect going on, where I was just so goddamned sluggish I didn't care anymore.