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Loving life yesterday.

So I got my inner bicep tattoo done yesterday, and after 6 hours I tapped out for the day, I had to ring a bell and sign it to add my name to the list of people that gave up 😂. It wasn’t my most painful one, (one my inner arm/wrist was by far) but I was just over it yesterday for some reason.

Which brings me to this question, what’s the worst pain you’ve ever been in?

I’ve been lucky to have no breaks/major injuries so my inner forearm tattoo is the worst pain I’ve been in, as far as time goes (it took nearly 8 hours).

Other than that, at my old house the protective rubber on the edge of the shower door fell off, which didn’t seem like a huge issue..until I shut the door on my foot and impaled my self and had to go to hospital. Luckily the shock seemed to absorb most of the pain...
but getting the numbing needle into the wound was absolutely awful.

With wrestling the adrenaline helps heaps so you don’t really feel anything, until you wake up the next day feeling like death 😂.
Though I injured my back a bit from a spine buster, and the remedial massage wasn’t fun afterwards.

I’m sure PW has had much worse, so discuss!

In relative order of worst to less worst...

My earliest memory is one of pain. In preschool, I fell and hit my mouth against the bottom rung of a ladder up to a steel slide on the playground. It snapped one of my teeth in half. I don't remember which one. I don't remember the fall, or anything in between briefly sitting in some school admin's office and then the dentist's office... but I do remember that bright, searing pain.

Then it's blank through pretty much most of the rest of early childhood.

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Then, in high school (maybe junior year?), we got an unexpectedly heavy snowfall. Think school was cancelled for a few days. Went sledding in the woods behind my buddy's house. Pretty steep slope. Saw what appeared to be a jump or ramp of some sort built up in the snow. Aimed my sled for it...

...Turned out to be like a two-foot sawed-off bamboo shoot that snow had just coincidentally piled up around. Well, my sled shot out from under me and that shoot snagged me by my asshole and instantly stopped all my momentum. I didn't know what had happened to me in that instant, but this bolt of lightning ran up my spine as if Mother Nature herself had just no-lube fucked me with her biggest strap-on. And worst of all, I couldn't move. I just rolled over and buried my face in the snow. The sting of the cold snow on my bare face was a welcome distraction/reprieve from my spinal ass hurt.

I don't remember what happened afterward, but I learned that I'd cracked my tailbone (and also learned that it's hilariously called a coccyx). I wasn't excited about having to carry around a donut pillow to sit on, but I do remember being VERY thankful that the wrestling meet the next day had been cancelled due to all the snow.

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Last and only kinda least I guess...

In senior year of high school I got driving privileges taken away after it was finally discovered that I'd been drinking during the day at school... For several months. Anyway, I wasn't about to subject myself to the shame of riding the bus to school with the freshmen, so I decided to ride my bike the five miles to school. Hungover, of course.

Well, I made it... No problem, cardio struggles aside. It was as I was pulling into the school's driveway and getting ready to hop the curb to park my bike in the rack when fucking ditzy blonde queen of all ditzy blonde queens Julianne Means pulls up honking at me to say hi and inadvertently runs me off the road. My foot gets crushed between the pedal and curb, and my backpack spills open all over the sidewalk.

I was too embarrassed by my backpack contents going everywhere and too annoyed at fucking Julianne fucking Means to notice that pain in my big toe initially. But about 15 minutes later, it was so painful it was causing nausea and giving me cold sweats. I'm like, something has to be up... but eventually the pain subsides (i.e., my foot went numb) so I plug away through my day.

By the end of the day my toe is super throbbing again, so I pull off my shoe and sock in the middle of English class. Top of my toe looks fine, but I notice it has this strange outline... Huh? So I turn my foot over and WTF!?!? The bottom of my big toe is ink stain black! A trip to the doctor later, I learn I've got a fracture line running straight up the middle of my big toe. I was given a boot to wear, but fuck that shit. Could maybe be part of the reason I've had a fucked up toenail ever since.

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Oh, shit, remind me to come back sometime and tell the story of my heart tattoo the burned my nipple.

The worst pain I ever had was 18 years ago. The result of a bad cavity. I had a hole in my tooth, that somehow had food particles in it. Anytime I ate or drank, and it made contact, boy did I feel it. Makes breaking my foot (which I did about 3 years later) feel like a paper cut. In addition, that tooth pain caused so much strain on my neck and head, that it just paralyzed me. I just couldn't do anything, it was that painful. I was taking Advil every day for a week before I had the tooth removed. And man, was I ever glad when it was out.

It's one of three things: My kidney stone; my gall stones; or my cracked tooth that resulted in an emergency root canal.

Both hit me suddenly and resulted in ER (or emergency dentist) visits.

Just awful.

Yeah tooth pain is no joke. I'm been lucky enough to never have broken a bone or anything like that, but my last major issue with a tooth was killer. Turns out you can't just ignore it and wait it out...

Gallstones. Stones are so insanely painful.

I was very lucky to avoid any major injuries given some of the crazy stuff I did back in the day. No (known) broken bones, for example....somehow.

I've never had any major tooth issues, thank goodness.

Same goes for kidney stones, which is still one of my biggest fears. Just the thought of passing a stone makes me feel all queasy. I still remember being a kid and seeing my dad break down when he had to pass one of his fairly frequent kidney stones.

When I was about 10 I was playing football with my brother on the front lawn. I was running backwards for some unknown reason, tripped, and hit the back of my head on the sidewalk. I literally saw stars like how they do in old cartoons. Went inside. Passed out. Woke up. Puked. Rinse and repeat. Next thing I know I'm in the back of my neighbor's van on the way to the hospital. Turns out I had a concussion. It was an extremely unpleasant experience.

Then there's the time I was about 22 and went drunk sledding without my glasses on (meaning I was practically blind in addition to drunk) and crashed into a car ass first. I had trouble sitting down or getting up for months. This was also unpleasant. But it could have been a whole lot worse. If I had my glasses on, and saw where I was going, I probably would have tried bracing for impact, instantly breaking both arms. Or maybe I'd have simply rolled off the sled and been fine. I dunno.

But the worst was a few years ago when I had a lower back/upper butt boil/cyst caused by a simple ingrown hair. It was highly unpleasant. But the worst part was actually when the doctor popped it + the aftermath. Now I have a pretty high pain tolerance (it's one of my few gifts!) but this was just brutal. I was basically incapacitated for a week. It was so bad I even resorted to "acquiring" pain pills.

Aug 10, 2018 3:10:49 GMT Baker said:

I was very lucky to avoid any major injuries given some of the crazy stuff I did back in the day. No (known) broken bones, for example....somehow.

I've never had any major tooth issues, thank goodness.

Same goes for kidney stones, which is still one of my biggest fears. Just the thought of passing a stone makes me feel all queasy. I still remember being a kid and seeing my dad break down when he had to pass one of his fairly frequent kidney stones.

When I was about 10 I was playing football with my brother on the front lawn. I was running backwards for some unknown reason, tripped, and hit the back of my head on the sidewalk. I literally saw stars like how they do in old cartoons. Went inside. Passed out. Woke up. Puked. Rinse and repeat. Next thing I know I'm in the back of my neighbor's van on the way to the hospital. Turns out I had a concussion. It was an extremely unpleasant experience.

Then there's the time I was about 22 and went drunk sledding without my glasses on (meaning I was practically blind in addition to drunk) and crashed into a car ass first. I had trouble sitting down or getting up for months. This was also unpleasant. But it could have been a whole lot worse. If I had my glasses on, and saw where I was going, I probably would have tried bracing for impact, instantly breaking both arms. Or maybe I'd have simply rolled off the sled and been fine. I dunno.

But the worst was a few years ago when I had a lower back/upper butt boil/cyst caused by a simple ingrown hair. It was highly unpleasant. But the worst part was actually when the doctor popped it + the aftermath. Now I have a pretty high pain tolerance (it's one of my few gifts!) but this was just brutal. I was basically incapacitated for a week. It was so bad I even resorted to "acquiring" pain pills.

Our bond continues to grow. United further by sledding incident induced ass pain!

Well I gave birth so there's that.

Kidney stones sucked too. I'd birth a watermelon again if I never got those a second time.

I figured the mothers on PW would have us beat.

Who know Sleds were so damaging to the ass 😂.

I hope I never get one, I remember the bus driver we had showed us his kidney stone he kept in a jar, didn’t look like a fun time at all.

Went to see my tattooist to make an appointment to get my arm finished. He’s normally booked out at least 6 months in advance, but just my luck he had a cancellation and I’m getting it done on the 29th May.

Just center of elbow & inner elbow to go. By all accounts the worst areas to get ink. Fun times 🤦🏼‍♀️ 🔫

May 19, 2019 17:20:41 GMT System said:

Went to see my tattooist to make an appointment to get my arm finished. He’s normally booked out at least 6 months in advance, but just my luck he had a cancellation and I’m getting it done on the 29th May.

Just center of elbow & inner elbow to go. By all accounts the worst areas to get ink. Fun times 🤦🏼‍♀️ 🔫

My buddy tried getting tribal tattoo around his bicep, but the pain was too much he had them quit.

He told everyone it was against Native American tradition (he’s less Native American than Elizabeth Warren) to have a tattoo “bind around him.” Clever story and girls never thought twice.

He eventually manned up and got it covered all the way around. Now we tell him he’ll never get into Tribal Heaven because he broke tradition. Not sure which joke he hates more.

Appendicitis is the fucking worst. I thought I was going to goddamn die.

And of course it happened on my birthday.

Whenever people say their side hurts and wonder if it is Appendicitis I tell them if it was they would know. From the people I seen who had it, there is no wondering, it is straight to the ER.

I’ve been lucky. By all accounts I should have been killed several times in high school. Riding on a mattress being dragged behind a Jeep going 60km/h on a dark highway was SO SMART.

Anyway I guess it’s the time I was riding a toboggan and hit a tree. I was lying on my stomach and aimed for a jump I had hit 100 times that day but for whatever reason I flew off the side, landed, couldn’t correct, then didn’t think to bail as I slide sideways into a tree. My left thigh slammed into the tree and I hit hard enough that I A) thought my leg was broken and B) couldn’t breathe.

I crawled up the hill and back into my house while my sisters ran and got my parents. My dad helped me up and when I got all my clothes off and looked at my leg it was already starting to bruise. He asked if I could put weight on it and I could, but it hurt a lot. We iced it and I rested and after about half an hour I tried standing again and could so he’s like “it’s not broken just take it easy,” and left it at that. He’s a firefighter so he knew what he was talking about and was right.

I bruised really bad but after about a week I was walking normally again and eventually the bruise went away. It was huge though, like hip to knee. Fucking suuuucked at school that week. Basically sat on my ass all recess and couldn’t do gym.

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Oh also “Bag Tag” became a thing at our high school for a little while and it spilled over into where I worked because like half my high school worked there (McDonalds). I was washing my hands once and one of the managers snuck up and kicked me between the legs. His toe connected with my taint and I was immediately on the floor. That was one of the only times I got got though. I was pretty good at avoiding it/running away.

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Sleeve finished today.

Elbow 7/10 pain rating, not the 11/10 worse than childbirth stories I’ve heard.

Inner elbow & “back” part of your upper arm that you can’t see without a mirror are worse.

As if tradition, guaranteed a well meaning old lady grabs my arm at work during the healing process ☺️🔫. (Wear long sleeves)

The worst, by FAR, was when I dropped a weight on my foot. Landed directly on my big toe, thought I'd walk it off but ended up going to the ER in shiver pains late that night. Had to drill through my toenail and drain the blood out.  :ugh:

Second worst, and it's not close, would be about three months ago -- I was riding my motorcycle to work at 3 in the morning (always a good start to the story), it had just finished raining (even better!) and I had to make a sudden swerve when rando pedestrians ran out into the street. Dropped the bike and my wrist hit the ground. Thankfully not all of my weight on the wrist, but enough to sprain it something fierce. 95% back to normal now, but still trying to get back to the weightlifting numbers I was at before.

From there, I've had a few injuries but they haven't actually hurt too badly. Went flying over the handlebars on my bicycle and tore my shoulder but it didn't hurt that badly. Slipped while running up the stairs and cracked my two front teeth on the steps. Got hit by a car while riding my bicycle (it was my fault, and a low-speed collision). In each, I was actually concerned that I wasn't in pain worse than I was and was convinced that meant something had gone horribly wrong in my brain. (Still not fully convinced that hasn't happened.)