I’ll accept a brutal course of treatment or poor treatment at the hands of medical professionals for this question.
My grandfather had a bad case of flu. Went to the hospital and they put him on IV fluids but found out he was allergic to something. Fucked him up good and wouldn’t accept he was having issues until it was too late.
Had to traych him up so he could breathe.
Blew out his kidneys.
Basically significant organ failure. He walked into the hospital for the flu and they mistreated him, and he never walked out. Came home in a walker and a dialysis schedule and breathing out of his neck.
Took him 8 years to die after that. He was basically a corpse. Grandmother sold her business, sold their lake house, sold their classic car, all to try and pay all of the medical bills and be his full time caretaker. Just an awful situation.
I’m so sorry for what you and your family had to go through. I can empathize with the notion of being completely let down by supposed modern medical practitioners. I’ve lost someone close to me because a doctor (and her staff and associates) did not catch an error in proscribed/administered medication. At the end of the day, these vitally important systems are susceptible to human error, and it costs some people everything. I see and hear you – perhaps only because it happened to me as well; it feels like no one else could ever really know – but I do know what it’s like to feel like the only system available has utterly failed you.
We are all we have, each of us individually. I hope the best for you and those you hold dear.
I’m only calling this the worst because I was young enough for my other procedures that I don’t fully remember the pain.
I developed a cyst on my labia. Not a bartholyn for those with experience, higher up. I was doing the warm compress thing but it wasn’t helping. Within a matter of hours it went from the size of a pea to the size of a golf ball. Obviously I had to go get that dealt with.
You’d think the cutting me open and draining it part would be pretty bad. Or even the healing. Nope. Local anesthetic to the labia was absolutely the worst pain I can remember feeling. And I got my finger stuck between two gears one time.
The 3 minutes or so of agonizing, burning pain lasted longer than the time it took them to cut me, drain it, and pack it. My husband had bruises from me gripping him so hard and was bleeding from involuntary nails digging in.
Shockingly I didn’t even take any of the pain killers they gave me for recovery. By the time the numbness wore off there was no pain left. Trying to pee after was another story. Thank god for the invention of a Peri bottle.
But yeah, felt like someone set my labia on fire while also stabbing me with a knife. 0/10
I had local anasthetic injected between fingers in the web area. While I’m not trying to compare that to what you had to deal with which is far worse, I just want to offer that sometimes the injected anesthetic, which we would think would make things better quickly, hurts a LOT when injected and does so for longer than one would think before it starts having an effect. An unfortunately surprising relevation.
Years ago when I got a colonoscopy my doctor told me I wouldn’t feel anything but I’d be awake. I felt every. fucking. thing. And it is not pleasant.
Kidney stone removal. Well having the stent removed. Imagine a thorny vine being yanked out and the thorns are pointed towards the exit.
I’ve had more painful and seen more incompetence on the medical professionals’ side, but my methacholine challenge as part of asthma diagnosis always stands out for the blatant malpractice.
I was a kid, probably range of 9-12 years old. They exposed me to something that eventually triggers an asthma reaction in anyone, just a matter of how much it takes to be considered “asthmatic”. Then they left me in the room alone while the test ran. I posted about it once as a sanity check. It’s a legitimate test, from what I’ve been able to find, just not the part when they leave an underage patient unattended to deal with the inevitable asthma attack alone.
Question is inspired by me restarting esketamine for depression. I cannot handle it, I vomit every time, copiously. Today I went through three emesis bags and I’m not back to the full dose yet. It helped with my mood in the past, but while I’m doing it it’s just two hours of nonstop vomiting a couple times a week.
I previously underwent a total dickectomy for reference here.
I’m so sorry your day was so rough, that sounds absolutely horrible. Sending you a lot of warm thoughts and I hope you’re a little more comfy at the moment <3
I had viral meningitis, and I had to endure a lumbar puncture. after falling down literally four flights of stairs to get to an ambulance, I had to endure that shit.
Oh my fucking God
And this shit happened during Covid, goddamnit.
Edit: but it didn’t hold a candle to the pain I had to endure during the first round of Covid in February/March 2020. 12 days of the most unimaginable pain…
I just peed in my bed, cause I couldn’t move
We got the flu once really bad, my whole family. Before that, I never understood how a flu epidemic could kill people, it’s just a flu, right? We were all in bed for 2 weeks, just lay together on the pull out bed in the living room to be next to the kitchen and bathroom, I nursed the baby and we drank water, salt water, lemon water when we could get up, but I could so easily imagine just starving or dehydrating and dying, we were so so sick.
Treatment for head and neck cancer. Surgery (not so bad), Chemo and Daily radiation. The chemo was rough, and the anti nausea pill did nothing. Radiation starts out fine, but half way through the sunburn inside your throat is horrible, and the combo of chemo and radiation kills your salivary glands and so instead of thin saliva you just have a thick mucous like hot mozzarella cheese strings on a pizza that you can’t seem to spit out and it chokes you to swallow. Your body is so tired that 10cc of water into the Gtube feeder makes you vomit. You lose all taste, so everything is like chewing soggy cardboard.
The only positive is I no longer have to shave my neck, the beard hair there just never grew back.
I’m sorry. My nephew and his granddad have had this. Both are currently in remission. My nephew could only eat thin yogurt.
Yeah, it’s ahitty. I hope your family members stay in remission. 🙏
Thank you. I return your good wishes, with love and gratitude. 🙏❤️
Treatment for the nerve damage in my left arm which involved a lot of getting shocked. Getting shocked to see the specific damage and then dry needling which is acupuncture plus electricity.
Sucks hard, dude.
Not sure if the same one, but did it involve (if I remember correctly) sensors on your fingers and the needles went up kind of closer to your shoulder for them to send the pulses through? I had my right side done because of nerve damage to my wrist.
then dry needling which is acupuncture plus electricity.
I stopped counting at 13 needles. Told my neighbor I feel like a human poppet.
Antidepressants. They don’t help and cause tons of additional issues like brain zaps, constipation and sedation. The real awful part is the pin prick of hope that this one will work…
I’ve quit mine once before 2 weeks of terrible brain zaps. You feel very uncomfortable living in your own brain.
Although I should probably consider getting off of mine again. What actually worked for me was getting diagnosed with ADHD so I could get my hands on Adderall. That was the drug that finally worked for me.
This was my thing too. Turns out I wasn’t necessarily depressed. I had executive functioning issues so I couldn’t start anything. Things weren’t fun because I knew I’d have to bully myself into getting started. I laid in bed all day on my days off not because I was depressed but, because of task paralysis. And turns out when life is just too hard to do anything other than the bare minimum, it can make you depressed. Who knew?!
What was the solution for you?
Antidepressant withdrawal is serious and severe. Only recently is anyone taking that seriously
An antipsychotic for my schizophrenia. It leaves me like a zombie. In my experience, it’s kind of a chemical lobotomy.
had a chest tube for a collapsed lung. it was not so bad after awhile but was a bitch when it was fresh. sorta different but im not sure how much was effect of the prep or how much was the colonoscopy but it irritates a hemroid to the point to prolapsed into a litteral skin flap covering over my asshole. doctor was very um. glib about the whole thing. like no big deal. it was a fucking big deal.
Man I went into the ER after bleeding out of my asshole for weeks, eventually bad enough that I was bleeding through my pants and underwear during the work day and staining my chair. The attending made me feel like I was absolutely wasting his time, then squeezed a blood clot the size of a lemon out of my asshole and sent me home.
I thought I was fucking dying when I went in. Then I thought I was dying when he was squeezing that fucker out. Then I thought I was dying from his withering disdain.
I think if I ever wind up with those symptoms again I’ll just wait for death instead of going in.
I’ve have a few laser lithotripsies for kidney stones, nothing too bad except for one of them the anesthesiologist decided for some reason that he was going to put in the breathing tube while I was still awake. That was fucking horrible.
I can’t stress this enough when I say it but, WHAT. THE. FUCK?!
6 months straight of daily Malarone.
A doctor once gave me a month’s supply of a drug only approved for use for 10 days due to liver toxicity. I learned about the limit from a news article and stopped taking it.
I experienced no ill effects that I know of, but his malpractice put me at risk of death or lifelong complications. I learned to double-check everything myself after that.
Damn, that’s also on the pharmacist for not noticing… multiple failures there.
Dangerous. Liver and kidneys can get severly damaged by such drugs.
