Ah. Take care. Sorry for the intrusion.
I don’t know why it wouldn’t be on-topic. At least with a physical pain, you know once the healing process is underway the pain will lessen into nothing, but with emotional pain there very well may not seem to be any magic Band-Aid’s to soothe your anguish (talking here as a survivor of severe depression, mind), and thus there appears to be absolutely no escape from it. That’s much worse than any of the agony from the physical ailments described in this thread.
Is this a competition? 'Cuz if it is, I think I win! (Okay, well maybe not - pain is a very subjective thing…)
I’ve had several bouts of trigeminal neuralgia. They don’t call it ‘suicide pain’ for nothing.
I hope, I pray, I beg! If there is a god, please don’t ever visit this upon me again - I’ll be good, I promise! It is like getting hit with lightning - on your face! It has been about five years since my last episode, but every time I feel just a little twinge of pain in my jaw, I literally lock up with terror. Please, please, please - don’t let this be another attack! Please, please - I can’t go through this again. Please…! Luckily for me this has not recurred.
I have had abscessed teeth, ear infections, broken bones (including a recent fall which broke my ankle in three places), unmedicated childbirth, burns and even a corneal laceration (which actually qualifies as #2 on my personal pain scale - edging out the childbirth) - and they were all terrible, horrible, no good and very bad.
But please, please god - don’t ever inflict TN on me again. (Keep in mind - this is a pain that is generally not relieved by traditional painkillers - the only way oxycontin or the like would relieve this pain is if I took enough to kill myself).
Kidney stones. It’s the worst hurt I’ve ever had. I’ve broken bones that didn’t hurt nearly as much.
I swear, I didn’t even hurt that badly when I was in labor. I had been induced, and I had nothing for pain. Of course, I had nothing for pain when I passed the kidney stone, either.
When I finally passed the kidney stone, all I could do was sit on the toilet, and I felt the urge to push, just like when I was in labor. I know that sounds asinine, but, that’s how it worked with me, I guess.
I sat there, dry heaved, and pushed. I couldn’t even moan/groan with pain, because I was too exhausted.
In my life I’ve:
[ul]
[li]Been beaten with a belt[/li][li]Been pinned up against a boulder[/li][li]Nearly drowned, more than once[/li][li]Undergone a root canal with 1980’s-era pain relief[/li][li]Had wisdom teeth out with 1990’s-era pain relief[/li][li]Had a vasectomy[/li][li]Been stabbed through the foot with a Nazi officer’s sword[/li][/ul]
As Og is my witness, none of that even compares to being stung by a bee. :eek:
The worst pain I’ve experienced was from a buildup of gas in an infected & inflamed small intestine. Shots of morphine only slightly dulled the pain. Later the same year I had a blocked ureter from a kidney stone–the second worst pain I’ve experienced.
On a pain scale of 1 to 10, ranking the small intestine pain as 10, the blocked ureter only rated a 6 or 7.
The kind that’s chronic and undiagnosed.
Highest intensity I have experienced was from a kidney stone, some kind of gas pain in my lower abdomen was close second.
Worst I’ve felt was a couple bone marrow biopsies. The first one was done by a med student who broke the needle (To call it a needle is putting it nicely. The thing’s basically a drill!) in my pelvic bone, which had to be extracted with needle nose pliers.
I can’t imagine something feeling worse than that, but I imagine there are things that do.
I once had a tooth absess pop on its own.
Nothing can be more painful.
You don’t quite win. I came in to post this, but I still have TN. I have exactly zero hope that it will ever go away. I tried to get into a clinical trial involving stem cells, but so far, nothing.
When things at at their worst, I sit and cry and just wish to hell I’d never had kids. I could never put them through losing a mother to suicide (my best friend’s mom committed suicide when she’s was a child. No, they don’t get over it), but it sucks so badly that I can’t imagine living another 40 years or so with this.
I think it varies from person to person (kind of like the flavor of Soylent Chow). People tell me that gallbladder pain is worse than childbirth; having experienced both, I disagree - that is, on my own behalf. I can certainly believe that it’s the worst ever for some / many / most people.
Worst pain overall (for me) has to be a couple of neurological tests that involved high-tech cattle prods. You feel the pain, know the next one was gonna be worse, and you just have to lie there and take it. Then they’re gonna do the other limb(s) so you know just what a treat you’re in for. That’s what makes it really special.
In all seriousness: why has this happened to you more than once?
You know it’s going to hurt.
You’ve asked for painkillers.
They refused.
Unless you’re strapped in, there’s nothing stopping you from saying “hell NO” and refusing to let them near you without doing something.
As an aside re dentists and pain control: I was grumbling yesterday because I was going in for a colonoscopy - where they use propofol. That stuff burns like a sumbitch going in. So they inject a bit of lidocaine beforehand.
Then administer the propofol without giving the lidocaine TIME TO WORK. The EXACT behavior I’ve gotten from dentists in the past. Egad. They’re so careless / rushed / lazy they can’t take 3 seconds (OK, for dental work it’s longer than that) for the fucking anesthesia to work??? Got lucky this time: I mentioned it to the anesthesiologist, asked if he could give it enough time to actually work - and for the first time, the propofol didn’t hurt like hell.
Kidney Stones. If the pain has lasted any longer I seriously may have killed myself. Had an infected tooth once though that may have been worse. The only saving grace is that it was on and off until I got it fixed.
Yikes!
With something like that you’re either gonna be in a world of pain, or you’ll never even feel it. Sorry that happened to you 
Gallstones were bad before the op but one somehow got missed and blocked my bile duct, when I first reappeared at the hospital begging for relief or death I was told I had no gall bladder anymore so was just drug seeking. I eventually turned yellow which lead to care though frankly I am surprised they didn’t tell me I had been eating too many carrots between screaming. It was a very long week. I have broken bones, had wisdom teeth extracted whilst awake, had my appendix burst but one teeny speck of gravel in a tiny duct…
Another biker here with a smidsy at a T junction. The smashed and plated collar bone didn’t hurt too badly for one of two reasons.
a. The nerve damage meant I couldn’t tell if it was hurt too badly - my left arm was a warm and cold tingly feeling.
b. The motorbike fuel tank got me square in the trousers. I left a substantial dent in the tank.
They were black*, bleeding, and the size of a grapefruit. For a couple of weeks afterwards, every movement felt like I had been drop kicked.
Using the smilies as a colour chart, after a spell at black, over the coming weeks they went through every shade of colour from 
to :eek::eek: with a hint of :(
:mad::mad: and ;)
thrown in.
I gave birth (in far too natural a fashion for my tastes) to an 11lb 4 oz baby. I don’t care what they say, I never, ever forgot the pain. It was traumatizing.
I am in no way attempting to diminish the pain of you child-birthers and stone-passers, but hear me out…
A few years back I had a root canal done. I’d had one before and, while not fun, it was certainly bearable. This time, though, the anesthetic did not take (I have since learned that the upper teeth are much trickier to numb than the lower).
I will never forget this. After drilling out the tooth, the dentist had to file the canal for what seemed like forty days and forty nights. every time the file stroked upward, it bumped up against the exposed and very un-numbed nerve. Each stroke felt like an ice pick poking up against my medulla oblongata.
Just thinking about it now gives me the shivers.
mmm
I’ve had four:
A ruptured appendix that went misdiagnosed overnight.
An hour-long spinal tap.
An oral/nasal sinus graft.
A 10-day migraine.
I think the worst is anything in the head, because that’s where I am.