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Whats the worst physical pain you've ever felt?

That would be when we had some grease catch on fire in my old one bedroom apt. Went to take it outside to put it out and when I opened the back door the draft blew it all back. Lucky it only got my arm. All 3rd degree and the place in my leg where they took the graft from was a close second ever time I had to move. Still got a good scar from that one.
 

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image.jpgHematoma. Fell between a semi truck trailer and a loading dock. Three surgerys so far on the knee. Partial knee replacement was the last one. It's been two years since I fell. Last surgery was this past august.
 
1) I once hit a girl's pelvis while in full stroke mode and bruised the mushroom. I had a black and blue mark the size of a dime.

2) Dislocated patella.

3) I broke my fibula while drunk once and did not know it. I walked on it the next day until my wife finally convinced me to go to the doctor.
 
1965 , 3 broken ribs from rolling a 57 chevy off a Tennessee mountain....complete rollver 4.5 x came to rest on wheels against the only four trees on the side of the mountain to prevent about a 599 foot drop.

1961 motorcycle accident flipped end over , tossed over handle bars onto a gravel and dirt road, no shirt..entire back was one big scab..couldn't wear shirt for three weeks.

1976 sitting at bottom of ramp trying to get on 285...woman came down ramp, looking behind her to jump out in traffic and knocked my vehicle 100+ feet out into the interstate..neck braces and traction for six months sleeping on hardwood floor with 1" mat. to keep back straight..rupture to L3 and 4. For several years after could just turn the wrong way and it would take my breat and drop me to the ground like a bullet.. couldn't move and only sound I could make was oh oh oh oh for 3-5 minutes .
Offending driver was a 3x convicted DUI with basic minimal insurance didn't even pay all medical bills......
Going down that same ramp several months later and Fed Ex truck had hit another vehicle the same......Oh NO, that couldn't have been the to hit me..I get the under insured bum.
 
Mine was not so much from external forces as it was internal.

At 16, I was diagnosed with a very rare disease that turns your immune system against your body. Lets in the bad stuff while it attacks your blood vessels, lungs, kidneys and liver.

It ended up giving me rheumatoid arthritis for 2 months until the docs had me under control via chemo and a few other glorious cocktails.

Imagine looking at your fingers and seeing black spots around your nails as blood vessels burst and parts of your hand were slowly dying from lack of blood flow. The bottoms of my feet were black and bruised from just walking.

Getting out of bed/chair/car took 10 minutes and I was crying most of the time as it seemed like my bones and muscles were breaking every time I moved.

I know the kidney stones are terrible pain and certainly there are others more painful than mine but at 16 and doctors not knowing exactly what is going on inside you, telling you that this is "serious"and life threatening, that was the worst pain I have ever experienced.
 
As a 13 year old riding my bicycle down a very steep 1/8 mile long very rough trail my butt slipped off the seat and feet slipped off the petals. I rode the 8 mile (1/8 mile felt like 8 mile) on the cross bar bouncing up and down on the boys for what seemed like an hour when I finally veered off the trail into a briar tree. I never felt the 100 or so briars, just remember my boys.........
 
I was 15, September 19th, 15 years ago. I sitting at the power lines on Central Church Rd. in Douglasville, watching some other guys riding. I looked left, no cars, looked right no cars, and left once more. I eased off the clutch and entered the road. On that last look to the left, just a split second to late, a care came around the S-turn to my right. As soon as I crossed the yellow line, she was there. Her Nissan Quest hit me at a little over 60mph, ruptured the gas tank on my bike, broke the strap on my helmet, and knocked my shoes off. The bike went under her van and I went on top. The busted windshield is from my head at 60mph with no helmet. She slammed on the brakes and I flew off and slid 128ft on my back. The first pic of the stain in the road is dried blood from my back. When the paramedics arrived, I was unconscious. I awoke to an EMT over top of me, holding me down, telling me they were there to help. Next thing I know, my leg was in traction and they were trying to set the bones back in place.

Long story short, the injuries consisted of: snapped right femur completely in half and then the muscles pulled the bones up beside each other. Snapped my tib and fib, they exited above the ankle and my foot was backwards behind my knee. My right eyelid was split in two and my right eye brow was barely hanging on. I lost all the skin off my back, and right arm. I had multiple lacerations on my head and a mouthful of glass and multiple small cuts all over my face. I still to this day have 3 rods (femur, tib, fib) from below my hip to above my ankle, 2 pins below my knee, 2 screws above my 2, 2 below, and 2 in my ankle.

Since she was a nurse at Douglas General Hospital and her husband was a Sheriff for Douglas County, I was fined for failure to yield and sentenced to Defensive Driving School. It cost me 3 months out of school and when I returned, I was not given any leeway on the work I had missed and ended up failing my entire second semester from trying to do all of the work I had missed, as well as the work we were currently doing. I brought my grades up from the teens to high 60's and was still not enough.
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