Pain Tolerance

[Duke]

What are some things that you just can't stand? Think of all your senses: seeing, hearing, touching, tasting and the other one...
Needles? Looking at needles? Garbage? Birds? Children? Squirrels? What?


Here is the one that makes me nauseous thinking about it:

Paper cuts

[ZMagnum]

Besides a bad case of mono in college (worst sore throat ever) the most pain I've ever felt was when I had to have a scratch/cut in my ear cleaned out by a jet of water in an urgent care center. It felt like they were sticking a needle into my ear. It was horrible.

[BigMookieD]

Oh, Bare tail rodents kill me (i.e. mice, rats and opossums).

Almost died looking at someone's pet picture post with their pet opossum.

Anything else I'm cool with, snakes, bugs, bloood, needles, the dentist...

[ColeMonkey]

Anything about puke. The smell, the sound, the look, it kills me. And my girlfriend woke up puking this morning, ish.

Other than that, snakes, popsicle sticks in my mouth give me the chills, even when I think about it.

[Duke]

my girlfriend woke up puking this morning

Congratulations, when's the little one due?

[STAGE 3 R/T]

ripping my big toe nail off, then like 8 months later dropping a 65 lb dumb bell on the same toe nail!

[ChargerGirl]

Hrm...probably the most painful thing I've been through is a little thing the doctor called a femural prick. I've been diabetic since I was five, so when I got the stomach flu when I was 16 or 17, I had to be admitted to the ER. I was too dehydrated to draw blood for tests from the usual places, so the doc decided it'd be cool to try out the femural prick on me. Basically they draw blood from the femural artery/vein running up along your inner thigh/groin area. I'm sure it wouldn't be pleasant when I'm healthy, but it hurt like hell when I was dehydrated and sick. After the blood draw, it took them 11 hours and 4 and a half bags of IV fluid to re-hydrate me. 11 hours because if they went any faster they might perforate my veins. After all that, not much has scared me.

Oh wait, forgot about the time I had to have my underarm sliced open without anesthetic. Funky little skin infection...NEVER use the hotel soap.
I had to lay perfectly still while they sliced the skin open to relieve the infection. If I flinched, I might have one boob hanging to my knee now.

Okay..seriously..I'm done.

[Electrofreak]

The thing that makes me cringe the most is thinking about bamboo shoots under the fingernails-type torture. :Shudder:

The most pain I probably ever felt at one time was when I was in high school, and got a hockey stick smashed over the back of my hand. It didn't break any bones surprisingly, but did split open a big gash on the back of my hand which I have a scar to this day.

That hurt a whole lot more than the time I broke my wrist, or the time I stepped on glass and cut my toe to the bone.

The wrist was flying off a bike at a good 20 or so mph (as fast as I could go). Hard to notice you've broken your wrist when you're suffering from a concussion. I got up and fell back down a few times before I realized what I did to my wrist. Then I had to walk a mile home.

The foot, well, I stepped on broken glass trying to retrieve my favorite lure after my line broke. The water was so cold, all I noticed was a dull throbbing in my foot. Only when I got to shore did I realize that my foot was sliced open and underneath my toe, the bone was visible.

Last but not least, I have to say the most unbearable pain has been when I've had to have a gastroscopy (surgery to remove an object from the stomach tube).

I have scar tissue in my esophagus (stomach tube) due to chronic acid reflux, and a few times in my past it has caused something to get stuck on the way down, thus having to be surgically removed. When I was about 15 it happened on a family vacation in Maine after eating some chicken at KFC. The chicken became stuck, and we went to a local hospital. I spent 16 hours (12pm at night to 4pm the next day) dry retching and in a fair amount of pain while attached to an IV for fluids.

Then they attempted to knock me out to perform the procedure, and apparently didn't use enough of the drug (I dunno what it's called, but it's supposed to make you compliant, but not actually awake to remember the procedure). I was completely awake and aware during the procedure, which was not the intent of the doctors. However, since the drug is supposed to make me act awake, it seems they didn't realize So, as several doctors held down my arms and legs, they forced a tube down my throat and into my stomach while I attempted to fight them off of me. Only then did they figure out that the strange noises I was making as they pushed the tube into my stomach was me attempting to scream, and tried giving me more drugs, but at that point it was pretty much too late (since it takes a bit to kick in). In terms of fear and panic, worst experience of my life. They screwed up and ended up having to reinsert the tube after they pulled it out and realized it they hadn't cleared the passageway.

Believe me, being pinned down and having a large tube shoved down your throat to ram something that is stuck into your stomach is a frightening and painful experience. I had the same procedure done 5 years after that and I was out cold for the whole thing (thank god). Don't let the hospital **** up on anesthetics, trust me.

[BrilliantBlackHemi]

Whoa, that sounds wicked scary and I actually felt pain reading that. I feel for you girl. What a trooper. I can't imagine what that was like to go through.

Hrm...probably the most painful thing I've been through is a little thing the doctor called a femural prick. I've been diabetic since I was five, so when I got the stomach flu when I was 16 or 17, I had to be admitted to the ER. I was too dehydrated to draw blood for tests from the usual places, so the doc decided it'd be cool to try out the femural prick on me. Basically they draw blood from the femural artery/vein running up along your inner thigh/groin area. I'm sure it wouldn't be pleasant when I'm healthy, but it hurt like hell when I was dehydrated and sick. After the blood draw, it took them 11 hours and 4 and a half bags of IV fluid to re-hydrate me. 11 hours because if they went any faster they might perforate my veins. After all that, not much has scared me.

Oh wait, forgot about the time I had to have my underarm sliced open without anesthetic. Funky little skin infection...NEVER use the hotel soap.
I had to lay perfectly still while they sliced the skin open to relieve the infection. If I flinched, I might have one boob hanging to my knee now.

Okay..seriously..I'm done.

[PowerWagon896]

On September 28th 2004, I had an accident riding my horse.

He was acting up amongst some camper trailers/cars. As I tried to do an emergency dis-mount I slide to the ground, lost my balance & forgot to let go of the reins.

As I landed on my left shoulder, the 1600# Belgian cross gelding came crashing down onto my right shoulder W/his hind quarters. I could feel the breath being squeezed out of me and I remember thinking "this is not good".

As he started to thrash around trying to get up, I could feel my shoulder blades grinding past each other. Now I'm thinking "this is really going to be bad"!

After the horse rolled off of me and I got up, I was having a bit of a problem getting my breath but there was not a lot of pain, YET. people were telling me that I didn't look so good & should go to the hospital. I was fine I said and sat there trying to get my breath.

When I felt something like big air bubbles moving around in my chest I decided to have my wife drive me to the hospital. By the time we arrived about 10 minutes later I was going into shock & I was in excruciating pain. I felt like I had a red hot poker running through the center of my chest & out my back between my shoulder blades. The 1st thing I said to the hospital staff was. "Don't tell me you can't give me something for pain"!

After the morphine, it didn't feel too bad though. My large body, the equipment that they had me hooked to & the 2 attendants required was too much weight for the helicopter so I took a 2 hour ride (I was still flying though, man they had some GOOD drugs!) in an ambulance to the trauma center @ Burlington Vermont.

I had 5 broken ribs 1 partial & 1 fully collapsed lung. Everything else was OK though. No punctured lungs & I was making a speedy recovery when, after 3 days, I got pnemonia & crashed, waking up from a drug induced coma with a vetilator tube in my mouth 4 days later. (did I say they had some GREAT drugs?) My total stay in the hospital was 10 days & for about the next week after I went home, I was in severe pain as they had weaned me off the morphine & given me a script for oral painkillers.

3 weeks after it happened I was deer hunting from a fixed tri-pod stand (limited exertion) & killed a buck on the second day out. I was back to work 1 week later.

[COOKZ32]

I witnessed a guy passing a kidney stone in the hospital once, all I can say is, I never want one of those, please somebody pass me a pistolla!

[Dano]

Sight - The last thing I want to see is a cat or dog squirming after being hit by a car. ( seen it a few times and it always upsets me badly )

Hearing - Yoko Ono ( nuff said )

Touch - Cold lifeless skin ( My father had a long bout with brain cancer and I was one of the care givers. If I go any further into this I will get way too emotional )

Taste - Sour milk after a good unknowing guzzle.

Smell - Can't stand the smell of Curry , it just skeeves me.

Pain - Worst pain I ever felt ( only because of the duration ) was when my appendix decided to bust.

[BlkHemiMag]

Catheter

[American Muscle]

Worst pain I ever felt was when I sliced my heal off, well almost off, on some broken glass.
I was about 13/14 and my parents were out of town, I was staying with a friend. It was the summer and I lived at the local pool. Me and my friend hit the local 7-11, stole some boons wine, smokes, and paid for gum. The local pool was right by a creek, so we went down to the creek to kill the wine. We were sitting on a sewage pipe that ran over the creek, about 5 feet up. Killed the wine and was feeling pretty good when I saw a ball floating down the creek, so I jump off the pipe to get it and land on the glass. Didn't feel any pain just saw the water turn red. I get out of the creek and my friend is laughing his a55 off at the huge chunk of skin dangling from my foot. Not wanting to get in trouble, I figured go to the pool, the chlorine will sterilize. We get to the pool and I dive in, now I feel pain. Not from the chlorine, from the skin flapping through the water as I dove in. But that is just the beginning of the pain. Never said anything to my friends parents. 3 days later when my folks got back in town I should my mom, who freaked out and took me to the ER. I get back and yep you need stitches, but first we have to clean it. I'm thinking no big deal, WRONG!! The give me 4 shots to numb the area, did I mention that the stick the needles IN the gash. That F-ing hurt. But then they pull out a plastic scrub brush, the kind you clean your nails with, and go to town on the open wound. I don't think they waited for the shots to numb the area because I was in a tremendous amount of pain. The nurse had to get the DR to hold my leg still cause I was screaming and kicking. Never have I been in more pain in my life. Not when I broke my thumb in half, not when I broke my foot, or even when I broke my wrist in three places skateboarding and my board rolled back and hit me square in the eyebrow splitting it open and blacking my eye.

[formerice]

Listening to: Mortimer Addler, Depak Chopra and the worst Yoko Ono. If I was captured by the North Koreans, they wouldn't need to use bamboo slivers under the nails, just make me listen to any of those, or Kim Jung Ill, bet he's a fasinating individual, also.