I know this wasn't me but I can't imagine this pain. While my wife was in college she was walking down a set of outside cement steps and tripped. On the way down she managed to break both of her ankles one in two places. At the bottom of the steps people gathered around to help but she was so embarrassed she said she was ok and got up and managed to walk to her car across campus then drove herself to the emergency room in her manual transmissioned car.
I can't imagine how that felt. She still gets anxiety attacks when the ground is uneven or slippery.
Drew

last winter, had a fairly significant work injury. took a fall. not a very big fall, but a very unfortunate one. imagine a 2x4 staked into the gound across a hole as a template for rebar placement while pouring footer.. anyways, took a slight fall straddling that 2x4, also right onto the steel stake(luckily only sticking about 2 inches above the 2x4) @$$hole first. lucked out that it was only a 1 inch deep hole about an inch to the left of my @$$hole(i've been told a million times how lucky i was, and how much worse it could've been had there been rectal penetration), combined with insane taint, prostate and genital swelling from landing straddling the 2x4. couldn't walk at all for about 6 hours, couldn't walk right for about a week+. painful urination for about a week. #2's were also not much fun with the hole being that close to (well) the hole. not to mention numerous probings and 1 colonoscopy while in the hospital.. also keep in mind that I refuse to take painkillers. beyond what was in the iv in the ambulance(i believe it began with a d).. whatever that was, was really damn good though.. Luckily, I've got a good sense of humor...

I read this entire post with nervous laughter and major b-hole clinchage. Thanks for sharing.

first day back at work, our one excavator said "hey, you can take 2 d***s now". my simple reply was "who said I couldn't take 2 before?". Gotta love jobsite locker-room humor...

Me and a friend were racing (motorcycle) down a highway about 145 mph.. I turn came up and I went into it to damn fast and spinned out. Broke my leg and nearly my face. I spun into a fence. I had no idea a broke my leg. I tried to walk it off and my leg didn't work. So I ended up hopping on one leg. After the adrenaline ran out, then the pain began.

I was an hour and half from a hospital. Very painful.. I went into surgery that night to repair my injury.

This is a similar.

Albert

Sorry to hear about the crash, they suck.

What size/year was your bike? I have an old 93 ZX-6 Buzz Lightyear in color.

1991 ZX7R.. I was a big Doug Chandler fan. He lives down the road in Salinas. He's very cool. He owns a pedal bike shop.

Albert

Always were a helmet at lacrosse practice
 

Worst pain I've ever experienced: I played lacrosse in HS. One day at practice I was practicing shots near the goal. Some jack ass let one rip from about 25 yards using and offsett shaft. Lacrosse ball hit me and broke two teeth exposing the roots/nerves. I thought I was going to die. I have broken my leg in a motorcycle accident and I ripped my ACL senior year. NOTHING hurt as bad as that exposed nerve.

I had stones at age 30 on thanksgiving day. Helping my wife get things ready and it literally dropped me to my knees. I tried everything standing sitting etc, before going to the sacred ER. I wouldnt wish the pain on a mortal enemy.

Now from years of mis-use and abusing the body my back is shot which is no picnic either. Good luck

worst pain
 

In my younger days when I had no insurance I broke a tooth, then of course didn't get it fixed, etc etc. Was sent to an oral surgeon by my regular dentist. He said $100 for extraction plus $100 for novocaine. I didn't have a lot of money and was tough as hell so, what the heck, pull it with no novocaine. Never again. I actually saw the same surgeon with my daughter (tooth removal for braces) and he still remembered after all these years.

Can't compare to most of those I read in here so far.. but

Had a stress fracture in each leg, but I promised my brother I'd run the local 5 mile turkey trot... with 1 mile to go, my leg gave out (broke)... I finished the race despite the pain.

Like an idiot, I decided to run-limp 6 miles each of the next two days. Finally decided to see the doctor and get x-rays that revealed how much of an idiot I was.

Ran for two more years... my last race was a 4x800 meter relay. I was the leadoff leg.. handed off in first. When I stepped off the track, my leg gave out again. Broke both my tibia and fibula. It was a fitting end to my 5-year running career, as during that period, I had a grand total of 19 stress fractures / simple fractures.

Guy should have comped you, if only for the novocaine. Where is the compassion and mercy?

I did this, sort of. I laid down my motorcycle at 155 MPH. I wasn't drinking anything, but the "death wobble" is a real thing. I was young and very, very stupid. I was also in shock. I got back on the bike and rode to a friends house. I walked in, and was covered in blood. He said I think you should go in. I guess I passed out. You could see some of my bones, the skin was scraped off all the way down to them. The actual worst pain may have been when they were scrubbing the open wounds with a brillo pad to get any tar out. I hated my life for about 2 weeks.

Add torn ribcage cartilage to the list. I will never, ever again make fun of a ballplayer for going on the DL with a rib issue. I was working out and felt this sort of electric shockwave of pain across my back. I thought it was a spasm since it was a yoga posture, so I went for chiropractic treatment. The chiro sucked. Didn't listen to my symptoms. He twisted me, the cartilage really tore, and it was just agony.

For weeks, it was knee-buckling pain, the sort that just drops you in your tracks, whenever I tweaked it. I had to sleep leaning on a 60-degree foam wedge, which is like sleeping on an airplane. I was gradually able to go back to a flat position. Took several months to heal.

Wow! way to go reviving a dead thread!

In April 2020 (34 yo), due to Crohns Disease, my small intestine ruptured while I was out on a walk. I vomited and then my body was on fire. This was the closest I've ever been to crawling home. I would walk 100+ feet and then stop for rest. I got home and told my wife to call 911(9 PM). My wife asked me if she could drive me herself. I told her no, something was very very wrong. I lost control of my bowels and sat on the toilet. Paramedics arrive and find me on the toilet (embarassing), and they tell me I'm hyperventilating and I should breathe deep (infuriating) and I kept telling them I have Crohns, this is Crohns related. I get to the hospital and my stomach muscles are at full flex, and feel like that for a long time. I keep asking for muscle relaxers. MRI shows a vitamin is stuck in my intestine and they are gonna give me steroids to push it through (5 AM). At 9 AM the muscle relaxers are working and I feel fine! I'm up and walking around the hospital wing. new Dr's arrive and tell me they misdiagnosed me and my small intestine has ruptured and giving me steroids was a poor decision. They shoved a NG tube down my nose to pump my stomach. I was life flighted to Seattle Swedish Hospital and they cut out 5 ft of intestines.

My new Crohns specialist told me she would never believe a word I said about my stomach ills, because my pain tolerance was too high if muscle relaxers were all that I needed to feel good again after my guts exploded. So now my consequence is lots of colonoscopies.

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Each of the times I had kidney stones was extremely painful. I caught a full power side kick square ribs and cracked three of them. That hurt after all the adrenaline left. What really hurt was about week later when I sneezed and re cracked them. I laid on the ground for a while after that sneeze.

I'd say the worst pain I've ever had is a recurring one. I used to work at UPS back in the day as a loader and it was the end of the night and a long piece of metal that was boxed up came down the belt, it was about 12 feet long and weighed about 200 lbs. We are taught to test the weight of heavy packages so I loosely grabbed one end and it fell directly on the tip of my ring finger on my left hand. Immediate pain. Loaded the f***** thing and went home.

My finger swelled and I went to one of those urgent care places the next day. They drilled a hole in my nail to relieve the pressure and did an x-ray. My fingertip bone had cracked almost in two, split down the middle. Unfortunately there isn't anything they can do for that so I was sent home with some pain meds, which I didn't take, and it healed over time. Unfortunately the nerve healed funny and now when it gets to be about 30 degrees F or colder, if I even brush that finger against something I feel intense pain for about a minute.

OUCH, my brother done that to his middle finger. It happened on PE class in school when catching a not so soft softball. It hit the end of his finger and it broke the bone on the end of his finger.

He was a really good second baseman and had a good bat. After that he had to quit playing baseball because he had no feeling in his finger and could no longer throw a baseball. He could throw but couldn't hit the side of the barn standing next to it.

Don't ever get shingles. That is all.......

Sick in the Nuts
 

Traveling by auto from west to east, I developed epididymitis somewhere in Idaho or Wyoming. Mount Rushmore was on my wife's bucket list so not stopping there was not an option. While recumbent on a bench looking up at Mt. Rushmore, I realized that my testicles were larger than George Washington's. I was afraid to see a medicine man in western South Dakota, who might think when in doubt cut it out, so I didn't get treated until finishing the trip in Wisconsin. Antibiotics provided welcomed relief.

Worked that job for several years in my younger days. Surprised I never got hurt very seriously. Used to work both the weak and strong sides of the pick-off sorting packages into large trailer trucks.

Working the "weak" side meant you had to help out loading trucks, and when the strong side pick-off got busy he'd call for help and you had to jump out of your truck, run across the floor, run to a ladder and scurry about 25 feet straight up to your pick-off perch, directly across from the strong side pick.

Couldn't count the times I "almost" fell off the ladder, or was "almost" smashed by a package falling from the 25 foot high belt onto the floor below. Don't even think I even registered what I was doing was even the slightest bit dangerous at the time.

Ah, to be young a dumb again.

Ironically, my very last day there was as a delivery driver years later and much more worn down, and it was one of those heavies on the belt that you mentioned in your post. Wrenched my back getting it in my truck on Christmas Eve morning. Went out and delivered the route with a wrecked back, came back in around 9pm that night, went to the walk-in clinic the day after Christmas when it didn't get any better, and decided I needed to find something else to do with my life, otherwise this was going to be a regular occurrence for me.

I had kidney stones that were surgically removed because they were too big to pass. They then put a stent inside me that was about 16 inches long for 2 weeks. It hurt pretty good going to the bathroom for the first 4-5 days. It felt like someone was kicking me when I urinated and I had to go all the time.

I also had gout which was quite painful.

Like Mick Jagger says "What a drag it is getting old".

Right, there are no licensed physicians in South Dakota, or between South Dakota and Wisconsin. Uh, ok. This doth not add up.

Yes, how did I forget about shingles, that was a horrible week of being almost completely covered with little blisters on my right side from spine to center of chest. :(

For me they started as a really uncomfortable lump beside my spine for a few days. Then on Friday morning I started getting little blisters. By Friday night my right side was almost covered with them. Then I figured out what was wrong and couldn't see a doctor untill Monday morning.

Granted we are a bunch of hillbillies that have never traveled more than a few miles from the barn we were born in.:p

Oh yes! I'm sure we could exchange war stories from our UPS days. I worked as a loader and pick off for a year or so then got promoted to morning supervisor, then got my tech degree and never looked back. I did see a lot of drivers (and several other positions) go through some insane stuff over the years. It was good for me at that time since I was young and overweight, but it would destroy me now and not in a good way.

Have had the usual falls, breaks, getting hit in the head with a baseball, getting kicked in the head by a mule as a young child, the unholy matrimony and resulting years of child support pain and suffering, removal of most all of my right lung at the age of two (thank God was too young to remember, but have an enormous scar to always remind me), and did the kidney stone thing. Kidney stones were too big to pass naturally, so underwent the procedure where they go to break them up, during which they inserted a stent similar to edtiques' in me, except I had it in for almost 4 months. Was supposed to protect the urinary duct from damage while passing the broken-up kidney stones. Nothing seemed to pass so they finally removed the stent (which that procedure alone should get a very high spot on this list). Turned out the broken-up kidney stone pieces were too big to fit through the stent, and it actually kept me from passing them. After removing the stent, the unbelievably large kidney stones finally, and naturally passed, including one maybe a little bigger than the quarter of the size of a penny. And before any one of you says, "Gee, that's not very big at all!", just remember where this kidney stone was travelling. Yet, none of this was my worst pain ever!

Senior in high school and got hit with "Hypercontractile Peristalsis", or as more commonly known, spasmodic or "jackhammer" esophagus. To explain in layman's terms, your throat has a series of muscles that contract and relax in a set and defined order so when you swallow it assists in pushing food and liquids down to your stomach. Now think of all the nerves and signals getting mixed up somehow so the esophageal muscles start randomly contracting and relaxing like a scene out of a Keystone Kops film, or one of those crazy Benny Hill chase scenes. The resulting pain can be excruciating, hence the common term "jackhammer". In my case, every time I swallowed it felt like someone had reached in and was literally pulling my heart, lungs, throat, and everything else, out through my chest. Lasted about 3 - 4 days, with the worst period being so bad that just breathing and only slightly moving/affecting the esophagus, triggered the heart ripping pain.

No known cause or cure. But, in my case they decided to try and mitigate pain from potential future attacks by performing a Cricopharyngeal Myotomy. Surgically going into my neck, and as the surgeon performing the operation explained it to me, cutting the nerves so if the spasms ever came back, I hopefully wouldn't feel them as much. The other proposed option was to prescribe nitro glycerin pills. Fortunately, almost 50 years later, I have never had such a violent and painful attack again. But compared to this, the kidney stones were a walk in the park.

I'm guessing Dr. Frank is having some interesting recollections.

I haven't had shingles. But my dad said they were the most painful thing that he experienced. His started on the back of his neck, came up over his crown, across his forehead and I think ended on his cheek near the bottom of his ear. He took a few days off and then went back to work with them still visible because his boss demanded it. He was selling cigarettes at the time and went with his boss to visit a reservation contract. His boss made a joke about shingles and he then was lampooned by the reservation shop owner who had experienced shingles before. After leaving, my boss let me father go home and take some more time off.

When I saw the subject line, this is the exact thing that came immediately to mind. Absolutely excruciating!

Interesting THread and interesting direction some of us took with it.

cringe at lot of these and makes me appreciate what I have even with some of the tough things I went thru

I watched an entire soccer game on Monday...OMG! Worst pain ever.

Having a tooth cavity filled without novacane. (I know I am not good at speling).......see what I did there.

Next - Last year at a flea market watching a lady show someone how to separate the 1980 basketball card.....to a Bird Erving Johnson! OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!