I broke my bike chain and fell off my bike landing on the curb mouth first. I knocked out my top tooth, fractured my maxilla, and all my bottom teeth ripped though my bottom lip, folded in, and were pointing into my mouth at a wrong angle. I was in shock at first and then when I got home and handed my sister my teeth the pain set in and the blood began to flow.
Been through 2 cervix binding surgery and 2 c-sections, broken elbow as a kid and multiple deep cuts that required stitches but nothing hurt like the burn I got on calf from a stage bulb on stilt.
The skin swelled up with liquid in it and it hurt like a bitch for days. Left a nasty scar as well.
I don’t even know what the pain was from, but it was in my lower abdomen and the pain was so intense I could barely move. It drained me of all my energy but only lasted about an hour.
I had a catheter three times in my life. I have fell down the stairs with it and, stepped on the tube, but nothing hurt more than a brand new nurse not deflating the balloon inside all the way and trying to pull out the catheter.
That pain hurt so bad, that I didn’t make audible sound when I tried to. It was quite awful, for like a few seconds. Than it just really burned.
Emotional: The unexpected death of the first love of my life after just 2 years of knowing her. Took a long time to get over that sufficiently to move on.
Chronic Akathisia. Indescribable relentless unstopping mental and physical torment. Every second you want to crawl out of your skin while experiencing the worst panic attack of your life.
Child birth without Medication. And then the provider accidentally pulling at the stitches because the scissors weren’t sharp enough when she pulled away. Yeah we all cried in that office and she apologized a lot
The miscarriage of our last IVF embryo. My wife had the physical pain to go with it, but the emotional pain was enough to be the worst. I’ve lost parents, and it was nothing like this.
Edit: We did get one baby. He’s an awesome 3-year-old. We desperately wanted to give him his brother, but it didn’t happen. It’s a strange thing to be in love with a person you’ve never met.
My urologist decided it was easier and faster to perform a cystoscopy in his office with no local or general anesthesia. He was was screening for bladder stones.
Let me tell you, I have a fairly high pain tolerance, but nothing prepares you for what I felt.
I was in a plane crash. Broke both legs, (shattered a femur) broken ribs, neck. Had to use my elbows to drag my twisted body out of the upside down wreckage, fuel & hot oil pouring out on me. That hurt for a long time.
Yet getting soaked in military pepper spray hurt really really bad for a few hours.
Scrubbing an open wound with an alcohol based prep before suturing myself closed, all without anesthetic. The prep pad was truly mind numbing pain. It was worse in intensity than major surgery, though the pain from surgery was of course much longer lasting and only slight less severe.
Waking up from open heart surgery.
I vividly remember being moved shortly after waking up & being rolled using a board and it was the most horrific pain Ive ever felt. Then having to stand after that and move to a chair all in the ICU. It felt like minutes in between but could have been hours or days I have no clue. Then having drainage tubes removed, the external pacemaker. Vomiting from the pain meds etc. absolute horrific experience.
Between giving birth and going through that again, I would give birth.
Having gallstones impacted while pregnant with a bigggg baby boy.
I went to the ER at 13 weeks pregnant thinking it was a miscarriage happening, and spent 2 hours sobbing in a chair waiting to be called after begging the ER staff to admit me. They admitted me and this was at the high of COVID, so ER staff was running themselves to the ground dealing with the sickness everywhere. They finally told me hours in that the baby was fine and it was my gallbladder going to hell in a hand basket. They called my doc and she said there was no way to operate on me. Sent me home with Tylenol and said “walk it off and manage the pain”. I spent the entire rest of that pregnancy raising my 1 and a half year old little girl and prepping for my husband to deploy a couple months after the baby was born. I look back on some of the stuff I shrug at and go “Meh, it was hard but I survived”. I guess typing this all out…yeah. Shit. That torture is etched into my brain. Every night I walked in circles around our house bending over in pain and our sweet kitties trailed behind me. Samuel was born a healthy perfect baby boy, now almost 4 feet tall and 4 years old as of this past February.
Gout. I’ve poured boiling oil down my chest and stomach. Burnt my hands. Mandolin’d a triple groove into my thumb, and had a lot of tattoos. And it’s gout.
Nothing is worse than gout you think you can tank, and it makes you its absolute biih. The air hurt. The souls of dead Victorians hurt. Aliens wondering if we exist hurt. The blanket was torture.
The solution I found was not letting the gout win, and eventually being debilitated by neuropathy. I showed it.
Dry socket (clot falls out after wisdom teeth are removed, exposing all the nerves) and it’s not even close. I didn’t realize that’s what it was, so for 5 days I couldn’t sleep more than an hour before the pain meds wore off.
But it led to my favorite memory of my dad: I had the surgery when I was 21, home for the summer from college. My dad found me at 3am curled up on the floor and crying after trying trying to an ice pack, and when I told him that I couldn’t fall asleep, he disappeared for a minute and came back with my my favorite book from my childhood (The Secret Garden). Then he literally held me in his lap and read to me like I was a little girl again, until I fell asleep. I woke up and realized I’d finally slept through the night for the first time in 5 days. Then I turned and saw my dad curled up on the floor next to me, the book still in his hand. He stayed there all night just in case I woke up again.
I was walking around the house naked after a shower. The wife was doing dishes in the kitchen. She told me to get dressed so we can go (I don’t even remember where we were going) or she would whip me with the kitchen towel. I turned around and shook my naked but at her. She whipped that wet towel at me and it landed right in the butthole.
Infected tooth. Throbbing persistent pain that grew so painful that it almost felt like my nerves themselves were growing fatigued at constantly signaling for pain.
Made me understand why people pull out their own teeth sometimes.
Labour contractions, birth without any pain relievers, putting my 16 year old dog to sleep, and when I discovered my husband is gay and cheated on me. Honestly, can’t say which hurt more, it all hit different parts of me.
No joke, trapped gas haha. I full on thought my appendix burst I was in agony for hours, had to cut a date short and my partner at the time was like “my sisters appendix burst and you’ve got all the same symptoms”.
Went back home and let out the longest, loudest fart I’ve ever done. Was seriously impressive. Instant relief I tell you
I just had to leave my 12 year old autistic son at the hospital for an inpatient stint for his mental health. I’ve had countless surgeries, injuries, kidney stones, even CRPS- the suicide disease. I’d take any of that kind of pain over this heartbreak any day.
Definitely should be the spinal damage that causes migraines, but that comes with a dissociative, numbing aura.
The most intense, unyielding pain was pooping Carolina Reaper. It wasn’t just the capsaicin coating my rectum, it was the raw acid and bile straight from my stomach. With it came the gurgling stew of food poisoning levels of bowel distress. My body continued rejecting its former contents well past being empty, dry heaving at the back door. Contractions continued for hours as I sweat on the toilet or exhausted on the floor. That’s as close to childbirth as I’ll come. Less stretching and tearing, more chemical burns, but[t] no joy following delivery.
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Cysts rupturing in my uterus. To the point I kept throwing up for hours and could only crawl.
Getting an IUD
I’ve got deep cuts and broken bones n shit but everytime I get a particularly awful Charley horse it surpasses that
Kidney stones. Has happened twice in my life and would very much love to not experience that ever again.
I broke my bike chain and fell off my bike landing on the curb mouth first. I knocked out my top tooth, fractured my maxilla, and all my bottom teeth ripped though my bottom lip, folded in, and were pointing into my mouth at a wrong angle. I was in shock at first and then when I got home and handed my sister my teeth the pain set in and the blood began to flow.
Been through 2 cervix binding surgery and 2 c-sections, broken elbow as a kid and multiple deep cuts that required stitches but nothing hurt like the burn I got on calf from a stage bulb on stilt.
The skin swelled up with liquid in it and it hurt like a bitch for days. Left a nasty scar as well.
For me tooth granuloma,couldn’t sleep for days
Wisdom teeth, felt worse than the double compound fracture in my lower left leg.
I don’t even know what the pain was from, but it was in my lower abdomen and the pain was so intense I could barely move. It drained me of all my energy but only lasted about an hour.
Baby biting my nipple while breastfeeding. Apparently I can scream pretty loud.
Tooth got infected middle of the night.
I ran the tub water in my mouth it’s the only thing that helped at all.
I would’ve dont any drug if it was offered and I’m not a drug user
My Dad dying.
You didn’t specify what type of pain 🤷♂️
I’ve torn the muscle between my ribs.
Had kidney stones.
Chemotherapy
Tooth infection.
The worst was tooth infection followed by the muscle tear between my ribs.
Back muscles seized. Couldn’t even stand up without agony.
Shingles in my ear.
Post C-section and Tubal ligation procedure…when the anesthesia started wearing off.. it was one hell of unexplainable pain..
Skin infection in thailand where my skin started rotting off. Most painful experience taking clothes off just for my skin to slough off
Trigeminal neuralgia
Fractured spine or the first hours after open-heart surgery, which normally isn’t painful.
Abscessed tooth
Sciatica and it’s not even close.
I can see why people commit suicide because of back pain
Gout
I had a catheter three times in my life. I have fell down the stairs with it and, stepped on the tube, but nothing hurt more than a brand new nurse not deflating the balloon inside all the way and trying to pull out the catheter.
That pain hurt so bad, that I didn’t make audible sound when I tried to. It was quite awful, for like a few seconds. Than it just really burned.
EDIT: I am male
Back labor. If it had happened with the first kid don’t know if I would’ve had another
I’m sure it was my horrific one car accident last year but I don’t remember.
Contractions during labor
kidney stone stuck in ureter. hands down the most excruciating pain I have ever experienced. landed myself in an emergency surgery.
I would rather shit in my hands and clap than EVER experience that again
4mm kidney stone had me laying on the sidewalk outside the hospital screaming, crying and puking. I’m a 6’5″ 230lb construction worker btw.
Physical: Kidney stones, six times.
Emotional: The unexpected death of the first love of my life after just 2 years of knowing her. Took a long time to get over that sufficiently to move on.
Chronic Akathisia. Indescribable relentless unstopping mental and physical torment. Every second you want to crawl out of your skin while experiencing the worst panic attack of your life.
Peyronie’s disease procedures
IUD insertion. Tooth infection. Probably a tie.
Cervical punch biopsy, I can’t believe they just do it without even a bit of numbing
Ovarian cyst burst- scan showed that it ripped my right ovary in half.
Gallbladder attack 😞
Tooth infection. Birth without an epidural or any pain relief came 2nd to that for me.
Heartbreak. Hopelessness.
Tarantula hawk sting. Excruciating, but thankfully it was over after about 5 minutes
Sickle cell crisis
Gallstones.
The only time I’ve actually collapsed from nothing but pain, and it did that to me twice.
Pancreatitis
Zipping the junk up in the zipper, just as bad as unzipping to get it free.
Child birth without Medication. And then the provider accidentally pulling at the stitches because the scissors weren’t sharp enough when she pulled away. Yeah we all cried in that office and she apologized a lot
When I didn’t know I had a UTI that spread to my kidneys.
The miscarriage of our last IVF embryo. My wife had the physical pain to go with it, but the emotional pain was enough to be the worst. I’ve lost parents, and it was nothing like this.
Edit: We did get one baby. He’s an awesome 3-year-old. We desperately wanted to give him his brother, but it didn’t happen. It’s a strange thing to be in love with a person you’ve never met.
after skimming this thread: what’s the best way to avoid kidney stones?
My urologist decided it was easier and faster to perform a cystoscopy in his office with no local or general anesthesia. He was was screening for bladder stones.
Let me tell you, I have a fairly high pain tolerance, but nothing prepares you for what I felt.
Worst physical pain is hands down appendicitis. I spent an entire night in agony and would never wish this on anyone.
Depression is prob a lot worse then anything physical i have ever felt.
Waking up the morning after losing someone or something important.
Plantar’s fasciitis , take care of your feet, wear supportive shoes.
The first time I was asked to stand up and walk to the hospital shower after a C-section the day before. Almost passed out.
Grief.
I was in a plane crash. Broke both legs, (shattered a femur) broken ribs, neck. Had to use my elbows to drag my twisted body out of the upside down wreckage, fuel & hot oil pouring out on me. That hurt for a long time.
Yet getting soaked in military pepper spray hurt really really bad for a few hours.
Scrubbing an open wound with an alcohol based prep before suturing myself closed, all without anesthetic. The prep pad was truly mind numbing pain. It was worse in intensity than major surgery, though the pain from surgery was of course much longer lasting and only slight less severe.
Outside of heart break. Cluster headaches and torn ACL.
Kidney stone. Laying on the hospital floor writhing.
Physically? Child birth. Had an emergency C-section after 24+hrs of labor because the baby won’t come out properly.
Emotionally? My grandparents’ and furbabies’ deaths.
Diverticulitis episode landed me in the hospital for 5 days
Having to choose to end my dogs life and then watch it happen.
Betrayal from family 🥹😤
Waking up from open heart surgery.
I vividly remember being moved shortly after waking up & being rolled using a board and it was the most horrific pain Ive ever felt. Then having to stand after that and move to a chair all in the ICU. It felt like minutes in between but could have been hours or days I have no clue. Then having drainage tubes removed, the external pacemaker. Vomiting from the pain meds etc. absolute horrific experience.
Between giving birth and going through that again, I would give birth.
Endometrial biopsy.
A pilonidial cyst the size of a baseball near my tailbone.
Having gallstones impacted while pregnant with a bigggg baby boy.
I went to the ER at 13 weeks pregnant thinking it was a miscarriage happening, and spent 2 hours sobbing in a chair waiting to be called after begging the ER staff to admit me. They admitted me and this was at the high of COVID, so ER staff was running themselves to the ground dealing with the sickness everywhere. They finally told me hours in that the baby was fine and it was my gallbladder going to hell in a hand basket. They called my doc and she said there was no way to operate on me. Sent me home with Tylenol and said “walk it off and manage the pain”. I spent the entire rest of that pregnancy raising my 1 and a half year old little girl and prepping for my husband to deploy a couple months after the baby was born. I look back on some of the stuff I shrug at and go “Meh, it was hard but I survived”. I guess typing this all out…yeah. Shit. That torture is etched into my brain. Every night I walked in circles around our house bending over in pain and our sweet kitties trailed behind me. Samuel was born a healthy perfect baby boy, now almost 4 feet tall and 4 years old as of this past February.
I had gallstones and the pain from the first “attack” caused me to fall over and curl up into a ball.
Road rash being scrubbed with a wire brush all the way down to the bone on my shoulder and leg
Gout. I’ve poured boiling oil down my chest and stomach. Burnt my hands. Mandolin’d a triple groove into my thumb, and had a lot of tattoos. And it’s gout.
Nothing is worse than gout you think you can tank, and it makes you its absolute biih. The air hurt. The souls of dead Victorians hurt. Aliens wondering if we exist hurt. The blanket was torture.
The solution I found was not letting the gout win, and eventually being debilitated by neuropathy. I showed it.
I regained feeling during a caesarean. I think that’s pretty self explanatory for physical pain.
Kidney stones
Severe ear infection. Ugh…
Endometriosis. I have a lot of other health issues, but even so it’s the most fucking painful of them all :/
Dry socket (clot falls out after wisdom teeth are removed, exposing all the nerves) and it’s not even close. I didn’t realize that’s what it was, so for 5 days I couldn’t sleep more than an hour before the pain meds wore off.
But it led to my favorite memory of my dad: I had the surgery when I was 21, home for the summer from college. My dad found me at 3am curled up on the floor and crying after trying trying to an ice pack, and when I told him that I couldn’t fall asleep, he disappeared for a minute and came back with my my favorite book from my childhood (The Secret Garden). Then he literally held me in his lap and read to me like I was a little girl again, until I fell asleep. I woke up and realized I’d finally slept through the night for the first time in 5 days. Then I turned and saw my dad curled up on the floor next to me, the book still in his hand. He stayed there all night just in case I woke up again.
Getting an exam at the gyno, they used and XL speculum instead of an XS speculum, made me bleed for 3 days, it hurt so sooo bad.
Cluster Headaches aka Suicide Headaches. Makes me want to slice the side of my head with a razor blade to relieve the pressure.
I was walking around the house naked after a shower. The wife was doing dishes in the kitchen. She told me to get dressed so we can go (I don’t even remember where we were going) or she would whip me with the kitchen towel. I turned around and shook my naked but at her. She whipped that wet towel at me and it landed right in the butthole.
Infected tooth. Throbbing persistent pain that grew so painful that it almost felt like my nerves themselves were growing fatigued at constantly signaling for pain.
Made me understand why people pull out their own teeth sometimes.
Labour contractions, birth without any pain relievers, putting my 16 year old dog to sleep, and when I discovered my husband is gay and cheated on me. Honestly, can’t say which hurt more, it all hit different parts of me.
No joke, trapped gas haha. I full on thought my appendix burst I was in agony for hours, had to cut a date short and my partner at the time was like “my sisters appendix burst and you’ve got all the same symptoms”.
Went back home and let out the longest, loudest fart I’ve ever done. Was seriously impressive. Instant relief I tell you
Toothache
Seriously guys
Brush your fucking teeth.
I just had to leave my 12 year old autistic son at the hospital for an inpatient stint for his mental health. I’ve had countless surgeries, injuries, kidney stones, even CRPS- the suicide disease. I’d take any of that kind of pain over this heartbreak any day.
Definitely should be the spinal damage that causes migraines, but that comes with a dissociative, numbing aura.
The most intense, unyielding pain was pooping Carolina Reaper. It wasn’t just the capsaicin coating my rectum, it was the raw acid and bile straight from my stomach. With it came the gurgling stew of food poisoning levels of bowel distress. My body continued rejecting its former contents well past being empty, dry heaving at the back door. Contractions continued for hours as I sweat on the toilet or exhausted on the floor. That’s as close to childbirth as I’ll come. Less stretching and tearing, more chemical burns, but[t] no joy following delivery.