Have you seen a Doctor about this? Don’t ignore reoccurring pain, especially
sever pain!
I ignored the same symptoms, they chronically got worse. I eventually went to the
ER when pain would not go away, I had 104 fever, and was yellow. Turned
out to be Diverticulitis. A diverticulum had burst and my large intestine was leaking
into my abdomen. I had to have surgery to remove that section of large intestine.
Moral of my story. If I had gone to Doc earlier my Diverticulitis could have been
treated with diet and meds (antibiotics when pain flared up) and I wouldn’t, literally, have almost died and needed surgery.
Sounding like a Doc here … don’t ignore your body. When you have sever and
reoccurring pain, your body is telling you something is wrong!
Sorry but we would want anything bad to happen to you!
In my head, all of you are now Fred Sanford, from the tv show Sanford and Son, y’know.
I get little pains on my left side next to my belly button, every so often. It’s either a hernia that’s going to suddenly explode and split me in half, or a tumor the size of a basketball on my ovary. Oh, the doctor says it’s nothing, but she’s just trying to break it to me really, really gently.
This was also my “end is near” pain, about a month ago.
cabdude, mine was blocked until they moved it, and in my experience, it was the most painful thing I have ever experienced! I have a very high pain tolerance (though I’ll whine over a papercut ) and have suffered some pretty nasty crap in my life with a strained grin and a wink that wasn’t too much of a wince. But I wouldn’t wish a gallbladder attack on my worst enemy. (oh, except maybe that Lamaze instructor in a recent IMHO thread - but come on, she’s asking for it! )
I’m on a low-fat diet right now, living in fear that that agonising pain will suddenly return. They gave me some heavy duty pain killers just in case, but still. Everytime I feel a tiny pain anywhere near my gallbladder, I tense up and pay close attention. I’ll be happy when that thing is gone. Then I’ll celebrate by ordering eight sqaure feet of pizza. I won’t eat it all, but it’s the principle of the thing! And 16" garlic fingers! WITH CHEESE!
I had pleurisy in college. It hit me very suddenly - I remember I was getting ready to go to class, I was blow drying my hair. The pain was sudden and overwhelming, I thought I was having a heart attack. I could barely make it to the infirmary where they initially told me I had a collapsed lung. They figured out it was pleurisy, gave me some medicine (have no idea what it was) and I felt better nearly immediately. I can still remember those terrifying few minutes when I thought I was having a heart attack at the age of 19!
Preach it. I’ve had two pleurisy attacks in the past two years (I’m beginning to think that once you have one you become more suseptible to another attack) and both times I went down the heart attack check list: Crushing pain in chest (check), radiating to left arm (check), shortness of breath (check), etc. I’m not one to fool around with my health, so I went to the emergency room pronto (hey, I’ve got insurance, use it). Luckily, but wasn’t “the big one,” but better safe than sorry.
I get the occasional “ZZZZZZZTHWAP!” sound that seems to go through my head from right to left. I have no idea what it is, but ever since my mom had a stroke (at 55 years old), I always do a quick body check to see if anything’s gone numb.
Anyone know what it is, BTW? I’m sure there must be a name for it. I tried to Google “Phantom Electrical Head Shock”, but I got nuthin.
I was walking to my car one day and broke my foot. Well that’s what it felt like. Toodling along when POP - sheer agonizing pain. Turns out I had just popped a ligament and I should where sensible shoes. But yowza. I really thought I was looking at surgery there for about an hour.
My mom used to have rare, sharp pains in her left boobie. For 25 years, at odd times, she’d stop, wince, and grab her boobie. And for 25 years we kids would tease her about doing the “family salute” in public or doing her “Fred Sanford” impression. We were mean kids but she wouldn’t go to the doctor. Turns out it’s mild angina that is easily controlled with medication. She should have gone to the doctor a *lot * sooner.
I was way, way out in the woods of Oregon miles from any road doing some really physical work when “BOOM” I feel like someone’s just punched my chest. I looked at the two people I was with and said “Shit, I think I’m having a heart attack.” Not really something they wanted to hear as to that point I’d carried most of the load, nor did they want to carry me out along with our supplies.
I went to the emergency room after hiking out for several hours and they said “pleurisy”. Whew, but damn, that’s some scary stuff. It’s happened again since then and it’s still no less disconcerting even though you know (probably) what it is.
However, I am sorry for scaring you and I have had a lovely, pain free day today. Well, except for the dentist appointment, but that was expected pain.
Oh, it was just another one of those “hmm, haven’t seen any posts by lorene for a while; hope she hasn’t completely abandoned us” type of things, and saw this thread (among a few others in your triumphant return). Maybe I just wasn’t paying close enough attention.
Not scared, exactly; but I have few enough friends here I’d hate to lose one.
) and have suffered some pretty nasty crap in my life with a strained grin and a wink that wasn’t too much of a wince. But I wouldn’t wish a gallbladder attack on my worst enemy. (oh, except maybe that Lamaze instructor in a recent IMHO thread - but come on, she’s asking for it! 
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