Worst pain you've ever felt.

[DarkAudit]

I'd just had 2 wisdom teeth removed at the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard dental facility, and was waiting for the duty vehicle from my ship to pick me up so I could begin my bed rest. The OOD had commandeered the drivers and all available vehicles for his division's use, and refused to send anyone. While I was still in the waiting room, the anesthetic wore off. I was literally screaming. The officers at the dental facility finally had to have one of the hygienists drive me and another shipmate back to the ship in her own car.

[Eibborn]

I mighta stubbed my toe or something...

I'm careful, okay?   

[Arcalane]

Neither pain nor injury are common in my books. That said I did get a thump on the head with a tennis racquet when I was much younger that was mostly blood and no serious damage (I hope ) and lots of grazed knees, but nothing really impressive.

Oh, well, I guess I nearly drowned once (I was floating! kinda!... maybe!) and I've been a hydrophobe ever since, but hey.

[Castle Pokemetroid]

Oh, speaking if burns, I was once trying to get the lid off of a cup of hot chocolate fresh off the stovetop, and I ended up spilling it all over my chest.  That wasn't fun.

Replace "chest" with "lap".

That has happend to me acually... I've also been burned from a hot pot more than seven times and my hand has gotten smashed in the door double that amount...

Seems like I get more pain from being indoors than out. But eh, I got used to most of it already.

[Turnsky]

ear infection, pain was bad enough that it threw me completely off balance, nearly fell over

[mini-lion]

Dropped a paving slab of concrete on my bare foot, to add insult to injury it was at the beginning of Summer Holidays in plaster for the whole time ( I had shattered, not just broken a bone in my foot). The initial pain was quite bad, however after an hour it just went numb and started to swell, plus I had split open my foot using the dirty paving slab so infection was a concern, last time I do that again 

[superluser]

I forgot one!

My dad tells the story of a guy who would go down staircases by jumping over the railing from one flight of stairs to the next.  Nicely efficient, but never get your ring caught on the railing.  Or at least, make sure that you free it before you go over the railing.

[Brunhidden]

My best friend told me of the time his older  brother set himself on fire.

He really did, the spaz was actually crazy enough to videotape himself. Just a screaming ball of flames running back and forth for almost a minute before jumping into the lake not 5 feet away. Then he turned to the camera, gave a thumbs up, and went "YEAAAH! WHOO!"

I am lucky, the craziest my older brother ever did were the invention of the hand held double barrel bottle rocket launcher and inventing the sport of 'brother toss' where the objective was to throw me from across the room with enough force to knock a couch onto its back.

My father imparted two pieces of wisdom to me for exactly this event. "walk it off" and "rub some dirt on it"

[Zedd]

ear infection, pain was bad enough that it threw me completely off balance, nearly fell over

I forgot I had that once....Or thrice really...Such a pain in childhood and later teenhood

[vulpesweasel]

trying to give myself a tattoo on my upper upper leg...((yea you know what i mean >_>)) dont try that with a plain needle. DONT DO IT!!!

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

The time I fell down that one Friday night while running up the stairs to chat online during commercials and broke my foot. (I never did get an x-ray. Kind of hurt to walk since I was never told not to...) Anyone from IRC remember that?

[familyghost]

Last summer I had my first attack of Vertigo. 

The world was spinning so fast and at such odd angles I couldn't stop throwing up.  Add to the fact that it happened while I was on the toilet and my grandparents had to help me wipe myself, stand and put my clothes back on and you can see the un-funness.  Next of course was the obligatory  "It's just the flu" coimment that delayed a much needed trip to the hospital and when I eventually did get there I was so exhausted and dehydrated that I was slipping into and out of consciousness.  I don't even REMEMBER being admitted and I woke up to the lovely needles in my arms and the need to continue vomiting for another few hours.  I spent 4 days in the hospital revoering and another 2 weeks at home and with doctor visits just to get my balance back.   

Have fun   

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

I was stung by a wasp for the first time while doing an orienteering project at a local park for school. I was determined to go in for that M despite knowing that someone had disturbed a wasp nest. In the end I was stung a few times, most memorably in my hand, and the teacher would not let me go to the washroom to atleast run cool water over it. That pain mixed in with the fact that I never did get the M, or even finish the route, was a blow to my ego most devestating

(just kidding. About that being my thing, that actually happened)

One day Sienna decided to race a transport truck on her bicycle while it was raining. I think that she wanted to proove something to herself. In the end the wet pavement as she raced down the block ended in her nearly running into a mailbox, the concequences of missing it being that she instead ran face-first into the mud (minus the face). So, she trekked home in a mood most unfit, having just dirtied the matching outfit her grandmother had given her, thinking the day could not get any worse, hoping she would not run into her worst enemy of school who lived on the block she was riding. She was crossing the street with her bike, when suddenly as if in slow-motion...
BAM!
Car, meet Sienna. Sienna, meet the asphalt.
The bike went flying at least six feet, the wheels too badly damaged to even turn. She did not feel up to riding anymore anyway, but having to carry her bike home several bikes was no sweet treat either.
She spent the next several (six plus, to be counting) hours of her life in the ER. She missed her first Guiding meeting of the season, losing the chance to develop new friends, she did not get her homework done, losing the chance to get good grades, and in the end to this day people look at her oddly when she waits for cars to finish passing, even when they're nearly a block away.

And that was the story of the day Sienna died a little on the inside.

[xHaZxMaTx]

I hit a parked car, once, while riding my bike, if that makes you feel any better.   It wasn't the most painful experience of my life, but it certainly wasn't pleasant.  Crotch + Handlebars = Sad Hazzy

[vulpesweasel]

Just because a friend SAYS eating mentos and diet coke at once will be funny, doesnt mean YOU'LL find it funny. My tummy hurt so badly i cried. 

[techmaster-glitch]

Just because a friend SAYS eating mentos and diet coke at once will be funny, doesnt mean YOU'LL find it funny. My tummy hurt so badly i cried. 

You never saw that Mythbusters episode, did you? The myth was that some guy did that, and his stomach actually exploded and he died.

[vulpesweasel]

Just because a friend SAYS eating mentos and diet coke at once will be funny, doesnt mean YOU'LL find it funny. My tummy hurt so badly i cried. 

You never saw that Mythbusters episode, did you? The myth was that some guy did that, and his stomach actually exploded and he died.

yea i saw that like, two weeks AFTER i tried it ¬_¬ didnt the model they made's stomach explode?

[xHaZxMaTx]

Actually, nothing happened.  The soda lost all its fizziness on the trip down to stomach land.

[vulpesweasel]

Actually, nothing happened.  The soda lost all its fizziness on the trip down to stomach land.

okay mebbe not so much. i saw SOME episode where they tested something on a pigs stomach and it blew up...

[superluser]

okay mebbe not so much. i saw SOME episode where they tested something on a pigs stomach and it blew up...

Pop Rocks and soda.  You know, how Mikey died.

They had to injection feed the pop into the stomach.  In other words, if you're eating pop rocks or soda that way, you're probably going to incur more damage from the people force feeding you.

[Zedd]

Todays suffering...

[James StarRunner]

There's some pretty serious stories here... Let's see if my pain can top things...

I thought pain was when I had surgery on my ears and had to wear a turban type bandage for a few weeks. Even when it was taken off, I had yellow bruises. The pain got so bad at times, I went into convulsions. While outside for gym, a kid had grazed my ear with a blade of grass and I went to hold my ear in pain, only to slap it and suffer even far greater pain. I thought that was pain... I was wrong.

Then my lung collapsed. I thought it was really deep back pain and thought little of it. It got worse each time. The third time nearly killed me. To have all that air trapped in your chest cavity, putting pressure on your other organs, feeling like you were racing against the clock to get to the hospital before the pressure was enough to make you explode. That was pain. Even after the surgery the lingering pain made me plead for death. It still wasn't the worst though...

Then, I got crohn's disease (A bowel disorder) and never looked into it right away. More than a year goes by and the disease eats up my digestive system. Needless to say, I was in constant pain, having spasms of greater pain, puking, diarrhea, constipation, chills, fevers, nausea, dizziness, and an upset stomach no amount of Pepto Bismol could fix. The pain would double me over in a second, making me writhe on the ground and it only got worse as time went on. When I finally went home a year later, my parents sent me to the clinic as soon as it was open. I was hospitalized that day. The surgeon put me on anti-biotics and sent me back out. This happened multiple times for half a year, my condition never improving. My 6 foot frame now hardly above 100 pounds, a walking skeleton. I went to a specialist who dealt with the worst cases and still came out as one of his worst cases out of the already bad ones. I was not expected to survive long after the surgery due to how far gone I was. The toxins that built up in my intestines were building up, making a growth that longed to push through the skin, to quite literally, poop out of my stomach. He cut the growth while I was still awake and the freezing never took hold and was awake still when he squeezed the crap out the new hole he made for me. That was pain... Then later when he cut out the worst part of my intestines, I woke up to find that the tube for the painkillers wasn't inserted properly. THAT was the worst pain I had felt so far and had longed for death long before. They put me on so much morphine that I was having terrifying hallucinations and feared sleep since that's when things got worse. Any more morphine could have killed me and it was hardly enough to make the pain bearable.

At the same time, I had no social life, no girlfriend, no job, and given a side effect from the crohn's that gave me clinical depression. That was the worst pain I felt so far in life.

[Vidar]

Boiling hot water all over my foot. Second degree burns are not fun. Strange thing is, it's not the first time that foot had to deal with boiling water. When I was very little (before my first memory) my mother spilled boiling hot water on that same foot. I still have the burn mark.

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Ow.

Interestingly, my mother reckons my younger, eldest sister pulled a cup of scalding hot tea onto her leg and foot when she was about 2 - just as toddling age.

She has no mark of it, and hasn't had as far back as I can remember.

Want me to ask m'mother what she did with it, on grounds of it might work for you, too?

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

Chances are that she dipped your sister into cold water.
When my older brother was younger he stuck his hand on a burner while it was on. He was looking at my mother at the time, with a "look" and my mother told him "don't you do it" he did it.
Since she was preparing dinner at the time (why the burner was hot, but not on anymore) she stuck his hand in the bowl of water she was washing the lettuce in to make salad. The water boiled/sizzled around his hand, but he didn't get a burn from it.

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

Chances are that she dipped your sister into cold water.

Yeah, but she still got a burn. From what I recall, it was used over the next two to six months (given I was 5 at the time, I'm working from hearsay - and given I haven't been living in the same country as m'mother for ~6 years, I doubt I've heard the story in at least ten...)

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

Well m'good llearch, going based on the time a burned my arm on a grill two or three Summers ago, I guessing that your mother used Vitamin E on her scar. That's what I "used". Honestly, I was too lazy to do it often, but it faded anyway. Technically though, it should only work if you use it relatively immediately after the healing (assuming that you also took proper care of the initial wound, to ensure it heals properly, not festering and such).

[Fuyudenki]

if we're talking about burns, I found out how cigarette lighters in the car work by using my thumb at the age of 12.  I don't remember the smell anymore, but for about five years afterwards, a particular computer game would trigger the smell memory.

Not my worst pain ever.  In fact, it's pretty far down the list.

I also burned myself on a lawnmower once.  Apparently, skin melts.  That hurt even less, though.  I put a band-aid over it more to protect others' eyes from the wound than anything else.

[llearch n'n'daCorna]

If we're collecting trivial childhood interests, my oldest brother still remembers dropping lighted matches on my hair.

He says it was the last time he got belted by the parents. ;-]

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

ah yes, on car lighters and radiators... When I was about the age of ten (the same day I was going to, I guess, my first Guide camp) I decided to try to set a stick a-flame with the lighter. Since it wasn't smouldering or even getting warm, I thought "Well maybe since we don't use it, it doesn't work" and thus proceeded to index-stick my finger in to check. It burned, and blistered, and somehow I managed to convince my mother that I did it in some way that I can not remember, which was not absolutely stupid. Fascinating...
When I was younger, and about five or six, I leaned against the radiator for warmth, and then I felt my upper chest where there appeared to be putty on me. I rolled it in my fingers for a bit, puzzling over the mystery of it, but in the end just tossed it away and went to bed. Honestly, I think it was actually a peice of melted skin.

Those are my stories. And I may or may not have a scar on my chest, you'll never know. More over, so probably neither will I.