Hey Pandas, What Was Your Most Painful Experience? (Closed)

About 8 ish years ago my family was making a stew in a Crock Pot and my mom went to check the mail and tole me to get a bottle in the cupboard, stupid me thought it was a good idea to climb on the counter. i ended up slipping knocking the pot down and getting 2nd degree burns down my whole left arm.

Watching someone die right in front of me. I still am glad I got to talk and see her before she died.

Tried jump roping over a basket ball...

BAD idea...

So...

YA!!!

I was riding my brand new bike, down a hill and somehow the bicycle chain dislodged from the spiky ring that held it. Next thing I knew, I was racing down the hill with absolutely no control. When I managed to stop rolling, I realised the spiky ring was lodged in my leg. I yanked it out and it hurt like hell. The details are quite fuzzy, but my mum said I cleaned up the wound and bandaged it myself. Apparently I took pain like a champ. Oh and my parents didn't find out until like the next day. Funny enough, I'm now a medical student and I can't stand the sight of spiky or sharp things. Needles make me queasy😅. And I seem to have lost my bravado when it comes to pain. I'm a wimp for pain.

when i was 7 at a nature center i tripped on a root and my head fell on another root and i had to get A LOT of stitches.
another one is when the jerk of my 4th grade class, colin LOOKED UP MOMO ON MY DEVICE lets just say i had nightmares for months and now its blocked on school computers.
also i had two guinea pigs named zebra-golden-butt and peanut butter/avalanche they both died in the same month it was my first pet loss ever.

Going through a time when I had a continuous cycle of panic attacks due to my ptsd due to domestic violence. I felt like I couldn’t escape the overwhelming pit of depression I felt in conjunction to the constant panic that I’d feel each and everyday. I couldn’t even find comfort when I slept bc I’d have nightmares every time I drifted off. The first panic attack made me feel like I was dying...then when it subsided I fell into a cycle of being scared of experiencing another which actually led to even more panic attacks. For a long time I stayed at home on my couch afraid that anything would set it off. I am fortunate enough to have a partner who has never left my side even when I felt like I was loosing my mind. I have gotten better. Some days suck, and there’s always going to be days where I run into someone who thinks I can just snap out of it. I can’t, mental illness can cause immense pain and suffering that far too many people are fraud to talk about. So anyone reading this, don’t be afraid to talk about your struggles with mental health, you never know who you can help by simply speaking your truth

My identical twin sister passing away in my arms from cancer.

I tore my ACL and meniscus when I was eleven. Had to have surgery and physical therapy for months.

Getting a wooden horse smashed in my head. I was 5 so I don't remember.

This isn't as bad as the others, but here we go. NOBODY told me my fricking period would hurt so much. Anywhere I sat, my back hurt. To top it off, I was constipated. Very very severely constipated. Don't just go, "Oh, it's not that bad! Just take some laxatives!" There where none in the house. I got more and more constipated until it was pain every 10 or so seconds, and THEN my mom gets me laxatives. That poor toilet. My worst emotional experience is seeing my fish dead, and having to bury him.

I've never told anybody this before, and my family knows (obviously), but when my eldest sister was fourteen (I was seven) she tried to jump out of our car on a highway and afterwards I kept having nightmares that she.....actually did it.

I would have to say my most painful experiences have both happened this year. I had a miscarriage in January and that was the most physically painful thing I have ever been through, and emotionally painful. I really want a child but I do not know if it will happen for me ever.
The other painful experience is my father dying in October after a very hard but short battle with cancer. I really wanted to give him a grandchild, or even for him to see me get married before he passed. It was only one year from when he was diagnosed to when he passed away. :(

probley when i broke my arm falling off a bunk bed. i knew that breking a bone hert but oh MAN it was excrushiating ! (it only herts for a little bit then everyone gives you candy for your POOR little arm.)

hmmmm... i think made a few spelling errers on this.

When my mother told me that my father and stepmother were getting a divorce. I cried a lot. It has been a year and a half since it happened and he is still going from woman to woman. I get attached to them and then they break up.
Also when my boyfriend moved to Alabama, and didn't say goodbye....

First losing my dad 2 days before my birthday, then loading my step dad to alcoholism last Halloween. Physically painful was being mauled by own hundred pound pitbull after giving her a bone. First time in an ambulance and Harborview and getting stitches. I still cried when they had to put her down. My leg will look messed up forever but at least I have my life and it didn't happen to someone else

This is gonna sound like meh compared to the others, but I was jumping on my mom's bed (I was 4) and she told me to get off, so I did, but I slipped and fell backwards and ended up ripping a small piece of my ear off on the radiator. But I got a sucker at the ER, so it all turned out good.

My most painful experience was probably when my aunt died. My aunt had epilepsy, so we knew that she wasn't going to live as long as someone without it, but we weren't expecting it to be so soon. My aunt and uncle were engaged, and had already reserved the spot where they were going to get married. She had a seizure when she was taking a nap, and rolled over on top of her dog and ended up suffocating him too. Today is 100 days since she died.

I've had a lot of painful injuries but the worst pain physically and emotionally was when my Fiance told me she didnt love me and she wished we had never met. We weren't even fighting at the time and I never got an explanation.

In one morning,

1. I was told I could not return to college because I lacked, "visual ability"
** A problem if you are working toward a Bachelor's of Fine Art
** My work was property of the school for certain amount of time. It would be returned a bit dirty and creased so it was harder to apply elsewhere. Why did they want my work?

2. I was told I was not welcome to return home. "Life is easier when I am not there.
** This was according to my mother. She didn't tell anyone what she said.

3. Because I was no longer a student, I lost my work study job and the meals it provided.

4. We were evicted from off campus housing.
** All things considered, it was a reasonable decision on their part. It was immediate.

Homeless, no longer enrolled in college, and unemployed within a few hours. Then I realized my boyfriend had stopped calling, not sure when.

An amazing summer followed. I applied to college again but in a different department. At first they said students asked to leave cannot reapply. "You chased my check, you must look at my work." I started again in the fall.

It was a summer of endless kindness. I remember sitting in a fraternity kitchen sobbing, while guys made me buttered toast -- I really liked buttered toast. My two jobs went above and beyond to keep me around.

"Cocktail waitresses quit after just a few nights. It has been weeks. You can't be a waitress anymore. Check the bartender schedule." There weren't any other female bartenders.

It is something I look back, then think, "If I could do that? What else can I do.this?"

My friend said that one day he went to school and when he came back his dog had been shredded by coyotes with intestines and heart All over

The time I was walking my dog and a big dog, I think it was a pit bull saw my dog and pulled the leash out of the owners hand and ran at my dog. My dog (a border collie) jumped out of the way so I got bit instead (it HURT). It wouldn't let go of my leg but eventually somehow my border collie fought it away. I'm so grateful to my dog