About 10 years ago, I went to the ER with excruciating lower abdominal pain. I was lying on the hospital bed, writhing in agony when the doctor came in, told me that they were not going to give me pain medication because I was simply a junkie looking for a fix, and I was being discharged. She had ordered no tests, nor was she going to, because she knew I was only there seeking drugs. I was pushed in a wheelchair to the front lobby and put into our family car. I was still in horrible pain, and was now also humiliated. My husband drove me to the other hospital in our town, and this time, they gave me pain meds and fluids, since my heart rate was 180 and my blood pressure was 165/95. I was also sweating profusely and almost hyperventilating. They brought me to ultrasound and immediately found out that I had an ovarian torsion (my fallopian tube was twisted and cutting off blood supply to my left ovary) and needed immediate surgery to correct it. Had I not gone to the second hospital, I could have lost my left ovary. The surgeon saved my ovary and the rest of the hospital staff were all disgusted with the way I was treated by the other hospital. They helped me feel better in so many ways.
I am so sorry you went through that! I don't know how the legal aspect is in your country regarding the medical field, but I would have seriously considered sueing the first "doctor". I mean, she put your life at risk! Or at least try to find her/make an appointment and give her a piece of my mind.
When I was a student nurse doing my surgical placement (ophthalmology) I noticed it would be mentioned well over like 10 times which eye was going to be operated on. Multiple consults with the patient leading up about their LEFT eye. Then on the morning of the surgery the DR would confirm with the patient it is their LEFT eye, and the patient would sign a disclaimer. Then the surgeon would come and draw an arrow on their LEFT eye, ask the patient to look in the mirror, and if the patient was happy that this arrow was on their left eye, and this was the correct eye, then a picture would be taken, printed and attached to another consent form for the patient to sign. Then the patient would have some pre op stuff done and then be wheeled to theatre, where a nurse would ask the patient which eye they were having operated on (patient would answer left eye) and then they would be taken into the anaesthetic room, where the surgeon would again confirm the eye. Once patient was asleep, the operation pause would happen where everyone besides the patient would look quickly at the notes, consent, and the drawn arrow and agree that it would be the left eye. I always thought this was so incredibly overkill, until I realised actually how common it is to go operating on the wrong body parts 🙈🙈
Problem is that almost everyone (myself included) thinks this way. We'd run out of new doctors extremely quickly if they couldn't learn. It's quite the predicament
Craft? This is surgery, this isn’t body modification… I think what your were trying to say is learning procedure by experience and that’s a understatement, your statement sounds like trial and error and that’s not how the medical field works now a days, but correct if I’m wrong
There is no problem, there is no predicament that you and many other assume that there’s not support for yourself or others, no a small percentage thinks and agrees with you, but the fact is the majority doesn’t think or agree with you
21:30 Yep. Before my 4 hour surgery a "prep"-doctor came to my spot in the prep room and asked my name and other data, what I was actually there for and then marked the spot with a sharpie. Also, all questions were put in a way that I had to give actual info instead of just drowsily nodding yes or no. I found this very reassuring.
Exact same for me with ear surgery. They drew on my head with a purple marker 👍. They did it way before I was anywhere near the knock out room though. Usually about 45mins before I was wheeled out of the ward.
My actual surgeon came in. Wrote his initials and a smiley face on the correct knee. It sounds a bit childish. But I bet if all the paperwork has said my left knee and he forgot which knee. He would see a lack of smiley face and put the whole thing on halt.
I've had surgery as recent as 2020 and still haven't seen this in practice yet, which has been disappointing. I've known about it for a while, and 2 party checklists were commonplace in my previous career, so I've been lowkey excited to see it in action-personally would make me feel way less anxious and way more safe.
I had knee surgery back in 2000 and they used a sharpie to draw arrows on my right thigh and shin pointing at my knee along with “YES!!!” Then two nurses covered my left knee in the word “NO!! about 12 times. It seemed unnecessary since my right knee was several times bigger than my left, but they said they did this to everyone that was having surgery on their arms or legs because it meant there was no excuse for mistakes. Plus, since I was a teenager, it was my first surgery, and I was nervous as heck, the silliness of them writing all over my legs put me at ease a little bit.
Yep had this with an ear surgery that I had this year! Very reassuring. I'm pretty sure my spinal surgery in 2019 also involved a similar procedure beforehand as well.
The USA is a third world country as far as health care is concerned. I recently had my ankle fixed, and it cost me nothing. When I inevitably get prostate cancer because it runs in my family, it will cost me nothing to treat. Building health treatment into taxes makes sense. How people can vote against it is insane, and it shows how crazy US politics is. It should be about the patient, not about the dollar
@@TC-zf1ji you misunderstood my comment. Socialized medicine pays their doctors through taxes. Inflation happens when there is more demand than manufacturers can produce. High demand, low volume. So I'm really not sure what you're trying to say in regards to inflation. With socialized medicine, there may be high demand like with the NHA in England, but patients aren't paying for that care beyond their regular taxes. Increases to the NHA budget goes through a Parliamentary process as far as I understand it.
@TC-zf1ji I understand your point, but that isn't failing to read the contract; and I believe the OP meant that their treatment coverage was denied (something determined by insurance-hired providers. Case-by-case, not in the contract.) If they mean Out of Network, there should still be coverage for treatment, it is usually just a substantially smaller percentage and is based on whether the insurance partners with that provider. The "contract" you speak of doesn't outline what providers are in and out of network either, it just lists the percentages of care covered respectively. Sometimes the only provider that can give a treatment is considered Out of Network despite being the only provider accessible to the patient. You're massively simplifying fault wherein this is a massive machine with a ton of facets, and as someone who works for a health insurance, it is 99.99% of the time the insurers at fault (not the patient.)
A good friend of mine fell off a ladder and shattered his left hand and wrist. Pins and plates were installed to put everything back together. In the process of this hardware being installed, surgeons broke drill bits off in his bones. The pins and plates failed after only a year or two and he has had no less than half a dozen follow-up surgeries to remove the damaged hardware and repair the additional damage. Hospital admitted to being at fault and has settled with him and agreed to cover all future medical expenses on that hand and arm. I’ve seen the x-rays; there’s fabrication shops with less metal than what’s in his hand.
In the US, medical errors are one of the TOP 5 causes of mortality. So no, it is NOT RARE. take care of your health and stay out of the hospital if you don’t have an emergency. Your life and livelihood depend on it.
@@docb1844 people don't usually have good enough insurance to go when it's not an emergency. And when it's an emergency you have less presence of mind to be a good advocate for yourself. I'd say if at all possible to see a doctor before it's an emergency.
I had a chest MRI, of my heart and surrounding major vessels. Cardiac MRI calls for radioactive contrast dye. I hate IVs and negotiated placement with the technician. He was brutally honest, and told me that neither he nor any (competent) radiology technicians would place the gauge required for a power injection (the IV push of dye) into a hand, particularly one with such delicate veins. He informed me it was a basically guaranteed blowout and restick and that he would not do it. Next, we discussed my forearms. He warned me that although he can physically do it, mid-forearm is sensitive, and with my particular veins he estimates the occurance of blowouts and a restick to be about 50/50, but he is confident the placement will succeed at my inner arm. He allowed me to choose between forearm and inner arm with this information in mind. I picked inner arm, the usual placement for this gauge and procedure. He talked me through my vein quality and we picked out what we both believed to be the best vein for the line to be placed. It was painful, and I had some bruising with my elderly woman-looking, tiny veins, but I did fine and made it through. We got good images from the study. I dread to think how much more afraid of needles and IVs I would be if i'd had a worse technician doing my contrast MRI. Some people may not take the time to logically inform me in great detail about the potential consequences of each placement. I am autistic, and I need to understand the process when I have a procedure and know what is happening to me. My sensory issues are kind of oddly specific sometimes. I am viscerally uncomfortable with my inner arm (inside the elbow, where most blood draws and IV sites are) being even touched. I can sit for a tattoo that goes right over my hipbone much easier than having a needle and/or plastic canula tube put in my vein
I had my own nightmare years ago. Years ago I donated a kidney & when they woke me up after the surgery I start screaming “stop I’m awake!” The anesthesiologist said the surgery was over & tried to calm me down, but I was still screaming about the pain. He gets on the phone & said something like “he doesn’t have 15 minutes” & then put me back under. I woke up in my room & he came into my room with the surgeon & told me I was part of a small part of the human population that Morphine does not work on. (Novacaine never worked on me even as a kid so I just laughed & said of course LOL ). They put me on Dilaudid & it’s been a pain in the ass trying to explain to doctors I can’t have morphine. I’ve given up on explaining it & say read my kidney donation chart if you don’t believe me. Which they never do. The funniest part is I actually developed an allergy to morphine, which I found out when a hospital didn’t listen to me & decided on their own to test if I was lying. Well blistering, rash & an ungodly amount of water pouring out of every pore later they gave me Dilaudid & apologized for the “miscommunication” LOL. The only way I could describe it was like reliving the surgery after it was over & that when I’m ask what my level of pain is I tell them what my 10 was.
@@wuarthur3584 I really have no idea other than they may have thought I was lying & or drug seeking (while in recovery from the kidney donation I fell down a flight of stairs at my parents house, got a tbi, broke C2-C3 & crushed my occipital nerves). So they knew me & knew my injuries, and the fact they did that really pissed me off & it was the last time I went to that Hospital. Over the years I’ve had many bad experiences with Doctors & have almost died a few times if not for my stubbornness (for example a recent experience, going back to the same hospital several times until they actually found out I wasn’t lying, but I almost lost a portion of my intestines due to them accusing me of drug seeking & sending me home, the second visit got an antibiotic, third visit was told “the surgeons will be in to talk to me” they were literally going to do the surgery in the morning but because they drowned my system with antibiotics I started to show signs of improvement & was closely watched for several days. It was diverticulitis). During Covid the same hospital a worker was rude to me because I couldn’t tie my shoes due to pain, I lost my shit but I told them “ I get you’re overworked & understaff but that gives you know reason to talk to me like that!” a few days later I was told I had a double hernia & needed surgery right away. I find it funny how easy the dilaudid flows when they fuck up. LOL Ps: you’d think they would right in my chart “pay attention & don’t fuck up!” LOL
I had a doctor confuse necrotizing fasciitis for "drug seeking behavior" and it ended up costing me part of my arm, because even when I was admitted after my blood work was wonky, the hospitalists on the floor went by the ER doctor's diagnosis and didn't call for an ortho consult until my arm turned purple, three days later. The ortho took a fluid sample from my elbow that was the color of butterscotch pudding (the correct color is clear, folks), got me a stat CT, and within 20 minutes, I was in the OR undergoing the first of 12 surgeries to try to keep the infection from getting into my chest. That's the first time I heard a doctor call his colleagues "fucking idiots" to their faces, within earshot of my room. Good times.
Back and knee surgeries are overdone here, obviously for finance reasons.. What I protest for though is, that medical staff from future Docs to Nurses are getting the supervision and feedback they deserve in their learning stages. Instead of being abused as cheap staff for the unloved procedures..
I have a double- feature horror story. Several years ago, some workers mishandled some chemicals at a building I was in. I knew the chemicals were for metal refinishing, but not their exact name. I went to the ER and told the doctor on call what happened. Not kidding, he thought I was making it up, over reacting, and actually should go hang my head out a window. Those were his exact words. I was having memory loss and coughing, and he didn't even put me on oxygen. A day later I was in a different ER. Id developed chemical pneumonia, my lungs were actually hardening. They thankfully saved my life, but I've had lung damage ever since. Now, about a year ago, my back tooth broke. I need surgery to have the broken tooth pulled, and they want to put me under. I went to the consultation and mentioned I had serious concerns about being put under anesthesia. It's been over two decades since I've had any surgery, I was just a kid at the time. On top of that, ever since the accident, I'm one step away from full asthma. So I told the surgeon my concerns. His first question was to ask how anesthesia had gone for me the last time I had it (which was, again, when I was a kid). I said it had gone fine at the time. He then proceeded to tell me I'd be fine this time and I shouldn't worry. This guy completely ignored what I was saying about the damage to my lungs. This guy was also pretty evasive whenever I asked what his procedure was for a breathing complication. On the way out, one of the nurses told me I should bring my rescue inhaler to my operation. Apparently, my rescue inhaler was seriously their protocol for if I had a problem. Needless to say, I walked out of that office and didn't schedule the surgery. Instead, I immediately contacted my dentist and let him know what happened. My dentist had recommended the surgeon, but he's since stopped using him after looking into what happened. I feel like I dodged a bullet. Still, I never got that tooth fixed. I'm honestly too freaked out, and I'm taking my time to find an oral surgeon I feel comfortable with. It doesn't bother me much, and I'd rather live with a broken tooth than risk my life to fix it.
Going into my 2nd year of medical school, it is incredible how much one's perspective about medicine and surgery changes once you're on the other side of the equation. Would love more stories with your perspectives and insights. The process of humanizing medicine (in all of the good and the bad), I believe, is a very valuable pursuit.
And yet I'd still rather have an operation in Slovakia than America, One f**k up every few years you can understand, but the sheer number in America just smacks of incompetence!
I am what we Canadians call a "Before dinner" or "hockey game" baby. Basically in the 90s into the 2000s was a massive trend in uncessary (some times DANGEROUS) C section surgeries. Doctors would have a paitent in labor, they'd wait a little while and if it took even slightly longer than "normal" they would declare the need for an emergency C section and just rip the baby out so they could be home in time for dinner or the hockey game. Thankfully the C section is pretty safe but still, I can't imagine cutting a person up for anything less than a life threatening situation.
It may be safe for the mother but it may affect the immune system of the child for the rest of his life, of course it is better than the alternative in most cases but should be avoided if it's not necessary.
There's much more risk for the mother having a c-section because one's abdomen and uterus is cut open, and there are many important nerves, blood vessels and organs such as the bladder, colon and ureters that can be severed along the way. Then post-op, you have a higher risk of infections, blood clots, pneumonia, anemia, electrolyte problems and other post-op complications. It takes longer to recover from surgery and the mother may go home 2 -3 day later than a woman with who delivered vaginally. That's why it's barbaric to operate on someone because it's convenient.
My sister has permanent brain damage because the doctor used a plunger-like device to pull her out by the head. I think my mom would have preferred a c-section
I swear, I get in WEEKLY arguments with people about how preposterous it is to trust a chiropractor! You might as well go to a Kingdom Hall to get brain surgery while you're at it because that's basically what you're doing by seeing a chiropractor instead of science based professionals.
From experience the range of doctor competency is really broad just hope whatever condition you have isn't too serious. Passing medical school and excelling at it are two very different things.
When I was in grade 9 I had a feeding tube put in (that ended up being completely unnecessary but that's a different horror story. It was a direct 'inserted through the stomach' not a tube through the nose one) and it had fallen out. I went to the ER like my specialists had told me to do, but after spending the day sitting there in the ER I just went home and called my local dr. She told me to come in the next morning and they'd 'sort it out'. What did she do? She told me to lay down and PROCEEDED TO TRY AND SHOVE THE TUBE BACK INTO THE NOW SEALING HOLE WITHOUT ANESTHETIC. What did she do when I started screaming and thrashing? Got a nurse to hold me down. All she managed to do was draw blood and make me almost pass out. She basically chewed me out for 'not coming in sooner'. I told my specialists what happened with the tube, and they would threaten me with a new one if they don't like something for a few years after that, despite me NOT NEEDING IT TO BEGIN WITH. I barely slept for the year I had the tube and I STILL feel pain there every so often. Safe to say I walked away with a few mental scars along with a physical one.
I was being prep'd for surgery where they would be installing hardware into my leg from a horrific break. Rather than use an anesthetic, they were gonna paralyze me waste down so was given the option: "do you want to be awake or knocked out for the surgery?" Me being infinitely curious asked, "can I watch?" They replied, "No.... There are certain things one's mind just shouldnt see." Figuring Id be bored opted to get knocked out. WOKE UP ANYWAYS (which was fine since I was paralyzed), lol! to the sound of loud banging and feeling my body shake (from them violently hammering in the IM nail). That itself was a little traumatic, so perhaps a good thing I didnt get to SEE the actual process.
Yeah I've had several people in my life need a labrum repair in the shoulder and though definitely not as intense as what you went through, nonetheless, hammers and mallets are involved 😂 the labrum does a lot of work of keeping the shoulder socket from falling out so to repair it they essentially nail the ripped pieces back in place along the bone of the joint. They have to use a lot of force to get the anchors seated securely into the bone. My coworker who had the surgery had no idea about this and I didn't notice them getting pale as I was sharing my fun facts 😅
I have a genetic disorder that causes local anesthetics, especially those in the "-caine" family, to not work properly on me. I was being assessed for a cardiac issue, and the cardiologist had scheduled me for the implant of a loop recorder. I had fully briefed their office (and them in person) about the medical issue and the interference with number agents. I was assured on multiple occasions that they were going to be using twilight sedation, so it shouldn't be a problem, and any pain that managed to penetrate would be masked. I was also assured of this on the day before the surgery, when I had my pre-check phone call with the cardiologist's RN medical assistant. I arrived the day of and was informed that there would be no sedation (twilight or otherwise) before "this cardiologist doesn't do sedation for this procedure, and if you want that then he won't operate on you." I'd already waited over a month for the loop recorder implantation, was having some scary heart issues, and didn't feel like I could refuse treatment. I appealed directly to the surgeon, explaining again, and again he just said, "No, it's not a big deal, you don't need sedation. We just numb you and put the loop recorder in, and then a couple stitches and it's done." So I signed the paper. He gave me the injections, then IMMEDIATELY began cutting, although I'd told him that local numbing agents take longer to work on me due to the genetic abnormality. I felt the whole thing. I couldn't move, because my body went into the "freeze" response. I couldn't speak. He cut op a pocket under the skin of my breast the size of a USB thumb drive, slipped the thing in, wiggled it around into place, put in a securing stitch, and then stitched the opening closed. Then he patted my shoulder and said, "See, just fine," and was gone. I proceeded to bleed for the next 30 minutes or so, despite the stitches, because my blood wasn't clotting at the location of the incision (it was clotting fine elsewhere, I know because I'd BITTEN THROUH MY INNER LIP AND CHEEK) when I froze up. Fuck doctors who won't listen to patients. Nowadays, I fire them and move on.
In my case I had a bad RTA in 2002 I was stuck by a van at 60 MPH smashed my L1, L2 & L3 spiral wedge fractured into 23mm and traumatically fused all 3 huge nerve damage. Left in chronic pain and a host of other issues. Now for the fun stuff, it was a factette injection alongside an Epidural injection combination that did for me. A simple procedure normally I am told... The surgeons I won't use names used the wrong needle rather than using a blunted or round tip they used a steel sharp tip to pry apart the overlapping factette bone spurs it looks like a hand grenade has gone off it's a mess in there I can forgive this! It's hard to inject into a damaged structure but wait for it! Well, he pried and pushed for about 5 minutes but it seemed like hours having it done to myself and yes you guessed it no local. Eventually, he pushed so hard it transacted my spinal channel into my spine between L1 and L2 and I was screaming blue murder at this point. Somehow to this day, I have no idea how I was now paralysed below my waist I flopped half on and off the operating table turned myself over and traded punches with the surgeon. Now I am or was very strong I think it was more playground wild swinging because if I had meant it I suspect he should have suffered more than a split lip. Now I am ashamed of this and it should not have happened! I was in such pain I suspect it was the flight or fight response that took over. I still had the needle and everything embedded in my spine. This was only removed later, with great difficulty! More damage could have happened here, I don't know because I passed out after about 30-40 seconds of this madness. I now have even more spinal pain. Have to use pain control and nerve suppressants just to function and not sit there rocking in pain. Huge nerve damage through my body especially below L1 weakness, and lack of sensation even if I have regained the ability to walk extremely slowly and need aids. After this, it was discovered I couldn't prove it set off this degenerative nerve and blood condition I now suffer from. Where without huge injections of B12 and daily tablets the mylar around my nerves is attacked by my body and slowly gets eaten away damaging it even more. I think after my last nerve study it was something like 28% remaining. Oh and my red blood cells are no longer produced by my one marrow when an attack happens. So I am a bit of a mess I don't trust doctors easily any more and this is a direct and lasting consequence I dislike the most! Once trust is broken is almost impossible to regain fully. Even if my new medical team has proven over the years they can be thanks for the fantastic video and don't worry this stuff is extremely rare! The internet just seems like there is more horror stories than there are...
5:53 i had this done for my right hip MRI. Yeah, that needle is HUGE and they had to inject the dye between my pelvic and femur ball point. Definitely you need a numbing agent or something to dull the pain cuz I cannot imagine how painful that was for the patient :( especially in your shoulder????? OUCH!
I'm glad for the communication with medical procedures. I had radiation for breast cancer last year. Each time I was prompted to give my name, date of birth, and which breast. They were a lovely treatment team. After I finished my treatments, I gave them a large box of fruit. I wrote a lovely sentimental card and signed it: my name, date of birth, and right breast. 😂
I think you're really kind of cavalier about the second story. It sounds like the trainee was not properly supervised. I've had plenty of new doctors do things to me, UNDER SUPERVISION, that were done well, even when they weren't quite perfect at it. I also wonder if that patient was a young black woman. Black women are chronically undermedicated for pain, due to ongoing bias in the medical field.
I've got a brother who's just come off a "Vent" yesterday...... but he's not out of the woods & we don't know why he wound up in this situation over 2 weeks ago? Horror stories are not yet revealed here but I'm hopeful for a full recovery. peace
8:30 I remember being in so much withdrawal and so restless, in my MRI that I could barely stay still, for 10 seconds. They had to redo the MRI, like, 5 times. 😅
I struggle with left and right, and I'm not sure if I'm glad or horrified that surgeons have the same issue... Also, how about the current case against Dr. Benjamin Brown, a plastic surgeon in Florida who operated and killed his wife during a procedure? The guy had a laundry list of negligence when performing surgery on his own wife: -Let his wife mix her own IV bag. She has no nurse or medical training -Didn't record the drugs his wife took before her surgery -Refused to call the ER x3 times when his wife was *clearly* struggling -Didn't have an anesthesiologist
The story about the epidural injection; my doctor warned me about this before giving my injection in my neck. It was very on my mind during the procedure. Thankfully mine went successfully. It didn’t provide as much help as we thought. Neither did the injections into my shoulder, but it helps a little bit. The pain management doctor decided to forgo further injections since they weren’t all that helpful and the risk of further complications as noted in this video… Yeah, he didn’t feel doing anything more. It was not worth the risk. I’m now fighting the state Worker’s Compensation board because the injury this was caused by happened at work. I don’t wish this process on anyone. It’s utterly horrible.
I was diagnosed with Cerebral Venus Thrombosis. They sent me to a "stroke clinic" and I only spoke with Dr. aids. I never saw a doctor and felt like this clinic just gas lights me. It took two years to find an appropriate Dr. I don't think the medical systems cares about comfort. They put more effort in billing.
Currently recovering from spinal herniation surgery, nothing like some nightmare fuel lol. But really, im so glad that i made it through surgery without issues and im recovering well ☺️
When I was 14, I had a supposedly routine x-ray of my intestines. An intern somehow mistook saline for *alcohol* in the barium enema. Chemical burns throughout my intestinal tract. I weighed just over 100 lbs even before that; I lost something like 30 lbs while in the hospital for weeks. Months after the fact, the hospital tried to bill my parents for the procedure that nearly killed me, and in the process of gaining evidence, I was found to still have ulcerative colitis. That was back when they used to leave you conscious during the colonoscopy. The only reason I can probably mention this now is because I'm too poor for them to sue, and my parents are dead, so violating any agreements with the hospital is a non issue.
Fast pitch is different than baseball as the pitcher throws underhand or some people call it windmill. And they use a softball. It's fun. A bit scary the first time you have a big softball coming up at speeds of 60mph!
I had a steroid injection in my shoulder for bursitis under ultrasound guidance. they only used a topical anaesthetic and I had to suck it up while I was awake obviously so I do not know why the girl was complaining it's not really that bad but it is uncomfortable
I understand that mistakes happen and we can only do our best to avoid them. But when a doctor (in my case, a neurologist) is aware that something is very wrong, and just ignores it, that's inexcusable. I suffered almost to the point of committing suicide, for 7 months last year. I begged my neurologist for help. He just ignored me. He sent me away and said there was nothing that he was willing to do for me. I tried to find another neurologist but none of the neurologists in my area would take a new patient who was already engaged with a neurologist. On Christmas day last year I almost ended my suffering. The next day I called my sister who is a PA at another practice in another state. I told her what was going on. She immediately got me set up with a telemed appointment that day. By the end of the day the neurologist at the practice where she works at had prescribed me the med that my neurologist had taken me off of. I am now slowly weaning off of the med and am having very few side effects. BTW, the med is not an opiate.
I woke up during surgery on my right hand once. This 15 min procedure was going a bit long, 1.5 hrs at the time I awoke. I still find it a bit humorous as I surprised the surgeon, asked a question, he answered me and said, “Will you hit him again please!”
In my country schools used to have resident dentists. My school dentist was drilling into my tooth to put in a filling. She drilled through it and into the gum. No local anesthetic, no laughing gas, or anything else. She yelled at me that this doesn't hurt. I was 7 or 8. Since then I developed extreme fear of drilling teeth. The sound alone causes me to have panic attacks. Two times I had some repair work done under general anesthesia, and second time they did so bad of a job, that I already lost three teeth. Recently I went to the dentist, with help of some heavy anti-anxiety drugs, and survived drilling without biting her... As for the first story, think about this: before 1850 all surgeries were done on conscious patients. And the surgeon's skills were judged on the speed of the operation and the number of incisions made. Some surgeons even measured their times with a stopwatch.
i've known 2 anesthesiologists - one resident, one NP, who were dipping into the non-paralytic meds for themselves. Bet this happens more than we know.
MRI isn't that comfy, it's very noisy and feels strange from the vibrations. Worst I've had was a brain scan, mainly cuz you need your head to be fixated 😅
9:45 "The patients were unable to locate the patient's appendix." Doc, as much as I appreciate your work, you might've wanted to do a re-take of that line haha. It's just further proof that doctors make small mistakes! All the time! Usually it's small stuff like that. Usually.
Reminds me of something funny that happened after a surgery I had. I was having surgery on my left leg to remove a benign tumour that was squashing some nerves and caused paralysis. When I woke up after the surgery, the first thing the surgeon said was 'The surgery was a success, but oh, it *was* the right leg, wasn't it?'. He said it with a straight face and serious tone. Given that I had just woken up after major surgery, and had enough drugs to kill a horse going through me, I did not realize he was joking. I was freaking out... until my mum explained he was joking. He was very apologetic afterwards, but I was still a little annoyed at him. Otherwise was a great surgeon, but was not an appropriate joke!
A rather long, 7 month horror story I endured from August 2021 - August 2022. (and still ongoing) At the very beginning in august of 2021, I went to my pediatrician at the age of 16 due to repeated and severe headaches. They said to have found nothing but a deviated septum and sent me on my way. A few weeks later I developed an absolutely HORRID cold that swelled my head to the size of a grapefruit due a metric ton of pollen that august. The pediatrician prescribed a nasal medication to reduce swelling and congestion. After the cold subsided, the ongoing pain in the center of my forehead and cheeks got significantly worse and went back to the pediatrician. At the time another doctor was there as a substitute and within 4 minutes he said I had a sinus infection and prescribed antibiotics. The pain still remained, my ears were starting to become absurdly sensitive, and we returned within a few days where my main pediatrician looked me over and noted that my nasal passage ways were inflamed to hell and my septum was thought to be a cause of it along w/ allergies, completely dismissing the possibility of a sinus infection (THIS WILL BE IMPORTANT LATER). We got anti-inflammatory to ease the swelling, but the pain still remained and my hearing got more painful and sensitive. After a visit to a local ENT, they suggested an anti-biotic to clear any possible infections but couldn't check due to how my nasal passageways were small and practically impervious with how swollen it was. A CT Scan was ordered and while I was taking it, the operator noted I was especially stuffy and swollen in my sinuses, though this presumably never made it to the ENT specialist as he recommended I get an MRI scan due to his inability to find a root cause-- leading to a misdiagnosis that imitated what was to come. We return to my pediatrician with this information, and instead of assisting us, he SCREAMED and constantly argued with my father over the matter while I was sitting in the room, covering my ears and face as I cried in pain due to my constant headaches and now unbearably sensitive ears. He practically washed his hands of us and didnt want to deal with us any further, recommending an MRI as well. By this time, I was a Junior in High school with a bunch of accumulated Credit from more advanced and difficult classes I was taking from 6th to 10th grade. However, with how devastating the pain was at this time along with my hyper-sensitive hearing, I was forced to drop out of Junior year and lost all of my time and chances to apply for college here in the states. The next week after in oct 2021, I was driven down to the Medical University of South Carolina (MUSC) which was an agonizing 2 hour drive. Once we got there, we went to the emergency room to prompt an MRI as soon as we could and got looked over. Not once did they check my nose from what I recall, and if they did they couldn't see past the swollen airways. After we explained the situation, they informed us the MRI machine was busy, but could squeeze me in for a partial MRI that only focused on a small section of the head where the pain was at this time. Once it was over they told me they found nothing, doped me up on toradol, and sent me on my very way. At the time though, they noted "Inflammation in the Maxillary Sinus" on one side, which wasn't disclosed to us until we received those MRI reports in March of 2022. By this time, we didnt know what to do and looked for other means of treatment to find the root cause, but nothing came of it as I was still suffering and had to isolate myself in my room to not go absolutely insane. My pain was unbearable and could barely be tamed by Pain Killers, and my hearing reached a point where I couldn't tolerate the faucet in my bathroom, let alone anything louder than a shoe squeak. This goes on until December 2021 when I went to my new Neurologist all the way down in Charleston where we took ANOTHER 2 hour car ride to reach there, who looked me over and couldn't find anything-- discharging me with a new prescription for depression and Gabapetin to possibly help with neurological issues that were suspected but not identifiable. After taking the gaba for a while, I developed HORRID anxiety and couldn't sit in my seat without going insane, which we then stopped as soon as we could. After other routes were attempted with treatment, including Nerve Blocks and oblations (with the oblation resulting in me jumping on the table with a needle in my neck on the C2 ganglion nerve doohickey), I was further damaged and eventually left with great neck pain and a scalp that BURNED on contact, making it nigh impossible to touch my head without having excruciating pain. The sides of my head also slowly got worse (later diagnosed as Trigeminal Neuralgia) which made it so that I couldn't wear my headphones as much to protect myself from "Loud Noise". Come February of 2022, as I was whispering with my father, he noticed my face suddenly twitched uncontrollably that I didn't notice at all. And later that night, the entire right side of my body shook uncontrollably. The next day we booked it all the way back to MUSC's Emergency Room to get another MRI and find out what was actually wrong with me. When my Neurologist came in, my father had to argue tooth and nail to get that scan done. When they refused to budge, he firmly stated "Are you Sure my son is OK and isn't Ill?" after I was only given an extremely limited scan back in 2021. They caved in and did the scan, telling us they found nothing and prescribed me Toradol to take to reduce inflammation and subside the pain. Like last time though, they noted "Inflammation in the Maxillary Sinuses", now within both of them. Now its March 2022. We still didnt know what to do and were looking for other routes to take to fix me. Later that month, we received those MRI reports, and then my father noted that line regarding the sinuses, plugged it into google, and it immedietly came back as a "Sinus Infection". He then took me down to the local clinic, and within 10 minutes, I was diagnosed with a chronic sinus infection, which was later verified by my new primary care physician and ENT specialist at our local hospital. ``During this Entire Time, I had a chronic sinus infection that lasted for 7 MONTHS that left me in horrible pain, damaged my hearing, shattered my school grades and progress, and easily tanked us with the several medical bills that followed that could have been prevented if I wasnt misdiagnosed and prompted to have an MRI as the second route for treatment and diagnosis.`` I later had to undergo an invasive procedure to extract a sample due to how swollen I still was, which I was knocked out for. It was indeed a chronic sinus infection that was caused by a rare bacteria that primarily targets plants (the name escapes me, but this perfectly lines up with the great amount of pollen I experienced back in August) that was resistant to all of the antibiotics I was prescribed. Further antibiotics were tested but barely helped, leading to surgery to clean out my sinuses and fix my deviated septum. In the end, 6 cubic centimeters of rotting, infected material was extracted from my sinuses. And I can't further emphasize this enough-- my hearing was UNBEARABLY SENSITIVE. I couldn't tolerate a car passing by, a plane miles away that no one else could hear, a faucet, a dog barking, a car horn over a mile away, and literally every other sound that wasn't below a quiet whisper. It left me in an agonizing spot, both physically and mentally-- I couldn't leave my room and was afraid to leave lest I encounter noise that would throw me into a state of shock or writhing pain that couldn't be subsided with pain killers. It left me shattered and broken, and killed off any hope of social interaction or basic function in the public without going insane. At least I have an internet connection and volume control to retain some semblance of what I was deprived of. All of this could have been avoided if they further looked into my nose and sinuses, and didn't wash their hands of me in terms of responsibility. And unfortunately, this was only just the start of my medical journey. The silver lining though was that I was still eligible for senior year in high school if I burned up my credits and finished the required classes, allowing me to graduate with my class of 2023. I would go on to absolutely decimate senior year of school despite the ongoing chronic pain I was enduring along with my now diagnosed Hyperacusis-- being restricted to just homebound education with my current academy at time. I pulled straight As the entire way until I endured a harsh period of pain propagated by intense stress I was experiencing at the end of Senior year along with several breakdowns I had. Despite that though, I was still able to graduate with the help of EVERYONE in my school-- from the teachers to the principals to the head of education here in my state. + Scoring a 29 on the ACT which is in the upper echelon of scores on that test. Though my life has been permanently affected and shredded into tatters by that short 7 month window along with the proceeding years afterwards, I'm continuing to chug along and keep pushing despite my current disabilities and pain. I'm now undergoing therapies and treatments to help with the Medical PTSD and numerous other disorders I've accumulated over the past 4 years. My father told me I was the strongest person he ever knew, with everyone around us and beyond wishing for the best of my health, which kept me pushing forward with that pure determination to overcome what has been stopping me and thrive where I would have fallen short if I gave up. I will keep pushing and never stop, even with whatever is thrown at me in the future.
------------------------------------------------------ bonus bit: 2. After the 7 months of medical hell, I was referred to a local pain specialist for my trigeminal neuralgia to see if it was induced by a near by blood vessel rubbing against it via a CT Scan w/ contrast. Thankfully it was ruled out which would've required literal brain surgery to fix, but then we were kind of lost on how to treat it beyond waiting a few months for another appointment for a pediatric pain specialist on the other side of the state. By then my father was skeptical and wanted to rule out a possible infection in my brain that had symptoms that correlated with what I was experiencing (admittedly extremely far-fetched, but we were desperate at this point with continued chronic pain enduring)-- which took me to the MRI specialists literally next door to get a second opinion. But when they tried to do the scan w/ contrast, they ended up pricking me over 10 times across both of my arms, primarily in my right arm, with an IV. My veins were Absurdly tiny, and they didn't have any of those fancy lights that assist nurses with finding veins to put an IV in. And with how the vast majority of them were just technicians.. this resulted in excruciating pain that I bit through, but had to evade from with how severe it became. This is why now my arms are absurdly sensitive to touch, still feel like they've been pricked a thousand times, and have left me with Medical PTSD from that incident. Despite how I've sworn up and down to NEVER get another IV again, I will still bite through just to go one step further with treating my current ailments. Apologies if I misspelled anything, Keep up the great content man! I'd love to see more of these videos.. even if it makes me rather uncomfortable with some segments. Stay strong 💪
+bonus bonus bit. literally had every test under the sun for neurological issues + every drug tried (including a Ketamine IV and Lumbar Puncture), and now I've been diagnosed w/ Functional Neurological Disorder 🎉🎉🎉 It was not fun-- at all. Treatments are underway to remedy this
@@MerkONeil My heart goes out to you. I am lifting you in prayer for strength and comfort, for medical teams to provide you with healing, for strength to get through each day, for pain relief, for restoring sleep. I lift your family in prayer also. It is so difficult to watch their child go through suffering. I don't know if you're a Christian, accepting Christ as your savior. If so, there is peace in knowing our bodies in heaven will be perfect and never suffer. Someday, you may run across someone with similar circumstances and be of a great help. God bless you and your family.
A sinus infection is a pretty simple diagnosis. I don't know why in the world you would need a MRI because the symptoms are easy to identify. Very strange that it was so hard to diagnose
Hey Doc.just wanna say great job on the videos and presentation.the videos are both informative and entertaining,two things that usually dont go hand in hand.
Mexican here. We've had patients who unironically write in sharpie, on their own legs. Diseased leg: Cut this one Healthy leg: NO NO NO NO DO NOT CUT NOT THIS ONE DO NOT CUT NO NO NO THE OTHER LEG WRONG LEG NOT THIS ONE NO NO NO
I have to say: dialysis is pretty awful even when it goes well. After almost 3 years I can say I've gone through most oopses from not enough warfarin, infiltrations, bad needle placement, running reverse on accident... you name it. I've also had 14 major procedures and I'm glad they've all gone well, and I'm usually awake for the surgical pause to make last minute advocacies.
I underwent surgery when I was young, close to 10 years old, .......and had a patella replacement without anesthetics.... Let me explain to you how 4 people were restraining me, while I was also restrained to the table..... (I was writing while you said anesthetics were bad for the joints 🤣).... Was oks after 2 weeks post op.... Doctors and nurses were saying that I was just scared and was screaming out of fear.....at that age if I could have killed somebody, they would have been dead on the spot..... I had a different story to tell, but I'm still here alive and well, and deadlifting and squating above elite levels, so I'm fine with a bit of pain, though I would have loved not to experience that in any percentage live....
I had a friend in New Jersey, who 20 years ago when he was about 19 had cholecystitis and needed his gallbladder removed at a hospital in New Jersey somewhere. Well, the doctor couldn't find his gall bladder, or anything leading to it. (It was never there). So, the doctor decided to just go poking around in his liver looking for it. Somehow severed his hepatic artery and killed off more of his liver than ihs body could heal. He was in the hospital for months afterwards and they cut 10-20 years off of his lifespan. And you better believe he sued them. I couldn't imagine waking up from a surgery to learn they screwed up so bad.
My father in law was getting hip surgery involving the ball joint. I'm not sure exactly was done, but it involved replacing the ball (I think that's the top of the femur) with an artificial one. What noone knew was that the particular ball was compromised with a medication-resistant bacterium. F-I-L was considerably annoyed, of course, but he's a reasonable man. Shit happens. The surgeon had no way of knowing that the ball wasn't sterile. What turned this into a real problem was the reaction of the surgeon. He was the type of man who insists he never makes mistakes, so he didn't communicate with F-I-L, refused to do anything about it, and just made the problem worse instead of taking responsibility and getting F-I-L treated for the infection then a further surgery done. I have no idea if the surgeon remains employed, but what I do know is that another surgeon took over, apologised, worked with the doctor treating him, and replaced the infected ball with a clean one. Just think. Everyone needs humility. The acceptance that sometimes things go wrong and you have to have the strength to make a genuine apology and attempt to make the problem right.
I'm glad I am watching this now and not 3 weeks ago when I had my surgery. But I did catch a video(not yours) on an anesthesiologist who was paining and killing his patients. Like the day of surgery.
I'm really surprised with the first incident. You'd think they would have taken notice of the extremely high heart rate, which should have been occurring due to the 'fight or flight' response brought on by the intense pain and conscious knowledge of what was happening (fear). - EDIT: ha.. Raynor mentions this. xD
Do Americans just not do pre-op checks? Every time I go into hospital (which is more often than I'd like) I'm asked at least three times, by at least three different people, usually a couple of nurses and then the surgeon performing the operation, if my name, address, DOB, etc are correct and checking that I'm having XYZ operation that day. This has been common practice for as long as I can remember, so at least 30 years. If Americans aren't doing that, there's your bloody problem! You couldn't pay me to be operated on in America, let alone pay them.
12:33 This is actually plausible. Seen this occur with occult GI cancers; it's usually a side effect associated with hyponatremia. While I lived in the States (early 2000s), I recall there was a case of a mistaken Penectomy. Can't get any worse than that!!!
I had surgery to repair a torn shoulder capsule back in 1998. The nurse tried to start the IV on my right arm. I told her that was the arm being worked on and she told me that I was wrong. The surgeon removed her from the surgery.
Having many MRI's on my head in my youth, you only have to be stay 100% still while they're taking images so it's really not that bad. I could move my feet around during the quick breaks between and they were talking me through it
I had a mole removed from the underside of my right breast. Initially no stitches but my GP decided to put in a couple of stitches as couple days later. No anaesthesia. Like at all. I can remember going home & telling my hubby I was ready for childbirth. I've also possibly been prescribed a drug I shouldn't have been prescribed. Took 4 years for the side effects to kick in. Got told by my specialist this drug - prescribed to protect my kidneys - possibly stopped my kidneys from working altogether. Did this have any impact on the 2 large kidney stones that developed? I dunno, still can't get an answer. And I'm still living with the side effects of being on that drug.
I’ve had a couple MRI’s on both of my shoulders. Never gotten anything prior to the abstract injection for pain or to numb it. Straight needle in the shoulder. It didnt bother me honestly. But I’m a grown muscular man and not a 12 y/o kid. So I can see why she freaked out and etc. The thought of that big ass needle going into your body when you’re a kid is gonna make you go crazy and feel the pain, whether it actually hurts or not. But I will tell you this, I bet she had a better time in the MRI machine that I did. Being 6’0 260lbs gym goer, I’m a big guy. So they had to wrap me up with a bed sheet so I could slide into the MRI machine. Needless to say, I didn’t have a problem staying still in there because I couldn’t move at all. Not fun at all.
Cosmic surgeons need spatial memory imitation similar to luminae fungi etc... immediate pattern recognition and turgor pressure connection between the hawking-einsteinien propulsion from extracted potential fungi energy farmered around orbit and moons or planets between the surgeon's extra 3rd dimensional isolation... As is cosmic rays/particles..... I wonder what the complexity of the biological systems would be dependent on water compund oxygen compund environment with carbon or silicone or something else as ultra complex genetic material... Think amoeba people
How about a bone surgery without anesthetics? I had my nasal septum corrected on 4 spots, to shape them from an S shape to hopefully an I shape, or at least C shape. Pre-surgery, a CT scan has revealed 3 bones needed to be knocked loose and let regrow into a better shape, well, let's say the radiologist f*ed up and missed the 4th. Mid-surgery, the doctor gave all his safe doses of lidocaine for the 3 spots, only to find there was another particularly nasty spot needed to be knocked loose while not able to safely administer more lidocaine. He asked me the question nobody wanted to hear: do you want to "catch'em all" without anesthetics, or do you want to come back later?". Mind you that this surgery has ~3 days of post-operation recovery that pains with every breath. There was no way that I would endure the pain for another 3 days, being taken care of like I'm pitiful. I told the doctor let's do it, and the rest is history. It was NOT pleasant by any single mean. Real surgical tools operating on a real bloody wound with all nerves screaming pain, like being burnt and sliced at the same time. Lessons learnt, do not arrange a surgery without a second opinion on radiology.
Craziest thing. My grandmother’s surgeon for her spinal fusion fused the wrong vertebrae. He claims it was due to weight. Then he had her on excessive amount of morphine 🤷🏻♀️
Not a real "horror story", more of a funny one. I went to my physician because of intense abdominal pain. He checked if I had a fever and felt my stomach but it was inconclusive. He assumed I was heavily constipated because if it were appendicitis, I would be in a lot more pain. So he prescribed me a laxative and said if it doesn't help I should come back. I took the laxative and waited 2 hours as I was supposed to, but it didn't help. The pain intensified so I went into the ER. There they checked my blood for signs of inflammation. While I was waiting for the lab results to come back, the laxative began to kick in. I was already wearing one of the hospital gowns that is open in the back (so I wouldn't have to be undressed before the surgery) and it was shooting out of me. And I was still in a lot of pain mind you. I couldn't leave the toilet for more than 5 minutes and I was worried to pass out in one of the stalls. After the surgery I woke up in a dark room (it must have been 4 or 5 am) and the laxative was still working. I had to make my way to the bathroom barefoot and in the dark in an unknown room. I even had to take some tubes and bags with me that were still sticking in my stomach (I think they are for collecting some kind of "wound fluid" or so). I had to stay in the hospital for more than a week because my appendix had already busted. I waited more than 48 hours between the first pain setting in and going to the hospital.
They started asking for patients birthdates as a form of identification. I know a young woman who needed an appendectomy. She woke up in recovery to discover she was given a tubal ligation.
Would you be willing to do a reaction to some oddball reddit stories, such as the infamously titled "swamps of Degobah" which simply goes into detail of a surgery that got "messy". Theres channels called Whang, Radio TTS and Dr. Hallowed that transcribe and /or add commentary to reddit stories in that vein, it would be interesting to hear a doctor's perspective describe and inform about these stories, like details about the conditions, procedures, if a story sounds fake or exaggerated etc. Equal parts shock value and informative commentary
Had a dentist pull a tooth that should have required a malifaxsurgeon . He knew f’d up immediately. A 45 minute extraction turned into 3 hours of torture while he slammed down tools on my chest blurting out fuxck fuxck repeatedly . Now I have communication between nasal and oral cavities and constant sinus infections. I should have sued that guy
I remember being a paramedic student and the looks i would get from PTs when I told them i was a student 😂. Luckily I never made any major mistakes. But the uneasy looks will stay with me for life 😂.
I remember when I got hand surgery to repair a Bennett's fracture, they wrote something on my good hand like "No" or "Don't operate" or something like that. I was like "oh yeah, good idea" 😅
Thanks you Doctor Raynor for describing the surgical pause procedure. It's such a good idea, and feels so obvious, but I'm sure this took real brains to actually think of to implement.
I understand the need for new docs, nurses, etc to have actual training with patients, books and cadavers can only do so much. I always volunteer when somebody asks me if they can have students around, the more the merrier, but the docs, nurses and dentists are perched on their shoulders like hawks, just watching every little movement. Except 1 time. I have a very notorious medial vein (nurses will know that one), and this nurse student could not poke it correctly. After you've missed the physical manifestation of an ideal median vein 6 times, I politely asked her to give me the needle, poke myself with it (I had experience with IVs, and no, not because of drugs) and done. I think her teacher noticed that, so I felt kinda bad for her. Not too much the next day when a whole hematoma covered my ulnar fossa.
I understand I created this problem for myself, and I always accept that fact and never complain but... Whenever I need to get blood work or any intravenous injection I have the same experience as the second story. I'm an IV drug user and my veins are all messed up, I have no issue getting them, but when any doctor tried it feels like they are digging around blind hitting everything along the way except for the vein. I had to have a CT scan recently for a mass in my throat, and 5 separate lab techs/doctors tried for 1 hour straight, giving up in the end I got the CT without the injection.
The small space and loud noises are not the only things that cause problems during an MRI! (patient wise) They also blow cold air and if you have Raynuads it straight up burns you. I had a bad nurse or tech (not sure which) get mad at me because I moved to make sure the blanket covered my skin because the MRI was burning me and other doctors have told me that if something cold burns that I need to stop it from happening so it doesn't damage my blood vessels. There was no way I was about to let it burn my skin for 45 minutes. That was my second MRI and I can report that the first one didn't have any issues as the nurses made sure to cover my skin. The only "bad" thing they did was not tell me I could have given them my phone to play music I liked instead of just the generic music played. I don't have issues with closed spaces or the noise but it would have went by faster if I liked the music playing
My dad died from bile duct cancer that extended into a portion of his liver 2 years ago exactly once the 15th hits. The initial surgery to remove cancer masses went from an expected 4hrs to a long 8hr procedure as the imaging didn’t reveal just how bad the issue was. We just begged the surgeon to get him off the table alive. The surgeon had wanted to resect the entire lobe of the affected liver but the other half of my dad’s liver was too small to sustain life if he did. So the surgeon said he did all he could to hopefully remove all the masses… I feel like my family was juggled around and never given straight answers by anyone and we were even sent home to do wound care on our own for him.. I feel like if we had the option to be in a more wealthy area, maybe I’d still have my dad. I know doctors and nurses are overworked extensively but it was my dad. He was 55 and I watched for 7 months as he slowly withered away until his oncologist told him any attempt with chemo would straight up kill my dad in his current state. My dad died within 72hrs of that appointment. Like he knew he was too tired to keep going. I still am scared and distrustful of doctors
If you think these stories are bad, well... Someone in my city (Man in his late 40s) had their penis amputated over a miscommunication, when it was the patient in the bed next to him who was actually scheduled for the procedure.. This man was just in to get surgery on his leg after a fracture but ended up having to pee through a tube.
Within the past year, I've had rotator cuff surgery and a knee replacement. In both cases, in addition to all the questioning about which side we're doing, the prep nurse gave ME a Sharpie and had ME make an "X" on the proper shoulder or knee. I'm sure if it ever came down to court testimony, they would be sure to make me testify that I was the one who made the mark.
Not a horror story, but on the comment that doctors have to learn. I had to get an spinal tap tp check up on some symptoms (thankfully it was ok), and i realised the guy doing this was interning in neurology. Nice chap. He put me on my side, and chose my side where i know something is not as it should be, i just never did an xray on it. The needle was not going in and i proposed to sit. As he was trying to find a way to get in, i realised another doctor was behind us, probably overviewing, but discreetly. The intern was probably sweating. I counted 8 needle marks afterwards. He kept telling me to relax, i replied with funny remarks to get him to not stress (i am meditating...i fell asleep between contractions etc) which got him chuckling, and the other doctor, which is how i understood she was there. He finally got thru, and all went according to plan. They have to learn, and he was supervised....to be fair, the intervertebrate space he was trying to get thru is probably damaged as it always bothers me, and they have to learn how to navigate this.
When I was having my wisdom teeth cut out I woke up in the middle of surgery and could hear the squish and grind of him digging around in my mouth and I could feel the sting and cut, but it wasn't too bad until suddenly it was and as soon as I winced the nurse looked at me and said "he's awake" and less than 15 seconds later I was waking up with gauze shoved in my mouth. So it took them about 30 seconds to two minutes to figure out I was awake and immediately changed. I forgot to tell them that I had eaten earlier before the procedure so that's likely why I woke up.
In the case of Mr. Piano (I hope I’m spelling that right?) I’m wondering if the short term memory loss could also be related to multiple anesthesia exposures?
More of a dentist horror story but still relevant. I was getting a wisdom tooth extracted and at the start it's all going by the book, local anesthetic is doing its job, everything is nice and numb and I'm actually getting bored internally debating what movie I'm going to watch on the couch later. Then about halfway through the procedure I internally go "wait a second. Should I be feeling this?" Coming to the realization that the anesthetic is wearing off far earlier than advertised. I make some mental calculations about my options and conclude that trying to tell the dentist would potentially end badly what with a tongue flapping about in his work area with sharp tools around and what would come out would probably be unintelligible anyway so I just sat there and dealt with it until he was done. Overall, rather unpleasant experience but I did walk out with a rather high tolerance to pain so overall worth it
I can corroborate with the MRI injection story. Had to get that done in my right hip joint a few years ago because it seemed to be popping out of the socket. Putting the needle in was uncomfortable and they did that fine, but I wish they would've given me general anesthetic for the actual injecting part. It hurt so bad that I was screaming and crying to the point my mom was crying *with* me as she watched them do it. The experience absolutely gave me a bit of medical trauma.
here is a fun one, a while back I had to get a tooth pulled, dentist kind of messed up the local anastatic, I am happy to be able to say I now know what it feels like to have a tooth shatter in your jaw, 100% would not recommend, also ended up with 4 missing teeth instead of just 1 , the gift that never stops giving right
I was part of a team that had to process the medical malpractice suits for all those poor folks that got the spinal injections from New England Compounding.
The bowels story reminded me of a horror that seems too surreal to be true, yet is completely plausible. A patient was having surgery done on his abdominal area with the surgeon using a bovie cautery pen. Unfortunately, at some point, his bowel was perforated, allowing flammable gasses to leak into the surgical field while the cautery was in use. The gasses mixing with oxygen and the electric cautery spark caused a eruption of flame that traced back into the bowels, severely burning the patient inside and a little outside.
Been worked on by a Surgeon training in ortho, not one problem with the work. However, a friend went in for an op on one side of his foot and the Ortho surgeon, did the other. This was after the same consultant surgeon had placed rods in his back following an RTC and they ripped out through the skin, meaning the whole op had to be redone once they got him to hospital. The life long pain has caused him severe problems, since the age of 18 and robbed him of his career.
Im glad that my mri for my ankle went well, but my god did it hurt keepin it in the correct position for 15 minites straight. The pain burned to the point of going cold. It was nothing the radiographers did, just my ankle hurting so much in a position that shouldnt hurt but does from an injury that we were investigating
Oh the foot amputation reminded me, about a year ago I had surgery on my inner ear which went perfectly. Anyways, in the call leading up to the surgery where they go over your health history and give you directions and whatnot, they mentioned off the cuff that the issue was in the left ear, which it was not. The right was the issue. This delayed the surgery for a week while insurance had to reissue their authorization. I am certain with all the checks and balances it would not have gone all the way to a completed surgery before it was noticed but errors do happen. Make sure you keep an eye on them. PS my surgery was done by a new surgeon doing the procedure for the first time and was a smashing success. I didn't even need pain meds.
If a Dr convinces their patient to have a surgery they don't need, & the surgery ends up causing the patient to have health issues they wouldn't otherwise have, does the patient signing the pre-op waver forfeit a law suit? I know someone who had surgery on their vocal cords & it caused more problems than they started with.
A nerve block in the underarm area for orthopedic surgery on the lower arm is an "interesting" experience. Obviously done while awake and since a local is being administered by the injection. no preliminary deadening is done. Yep a 4"+ needle is repeatedly moved around the nerve sheath putting the agent into the sheath, not the nerves. Your "attendance" and attention is necessary to help the anesthesiologist to insure the agent is not placed where it shouldn't go so you get to tell them if it is successful. A real fun process, had it done twice for 2 different surgeries on the same arm since the first didn't take.
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About 10 years ago, I went to the ER with excruciating lower abdominal pain. I was lying on the hospital bed, writhing in agony when the doctor came in, told me that they were not going to give me pain medication because I was simply a junkie looking for a fix, and I was being discharged. She had ordered no tests, nor was she going to, because she knew I was only there seeking drugs. I was pushed in a wheelchair to the front lobby and put into our family car. I was still in horrible pain, and was now also humiliated. My husband drove me to the other hospital in our town, and this time, they gave me pain meds and fluids, since my heart rate was 180 and my blood pressure was 165/95. I was also sweating profusely and almost hyperventilating. They brought me to ultrasound and immediately found out that I had an ovarian torsion (my fallopian tube was twisted and cutting off blood supply to my left ovary) and needed immediate surgery to correct it. Had I not gone to the second hospital, I could have lost my left ovary. The surgeon saved my ovary and the rest of the hospital staff were all disgusted with the way I was treated by the other hospital. They helped me feel better in so many ways.
I would've been so pissed at the first hospital if I was your husband. Unacceptable.
@@GSBro He was. EXTREMELY. My Dad was too. They were a hair's breadth away from getting a mob together with torches and pitchforks.
I am so sorry you went through that! I don't know how the legal aspect is in your country regarding the medical field, but I would have seriously considered sueing the first "doctor". I mean, she put your life at risk! Or at least try to find her/make an appointment and give her a piece of my mind.
Huh, that’s pretty much what happened to me, when I got testicular torsion. Didn’t know the ovarian version also existed.
@@orppranator5230 oooh ouch! I'm so sorry dude! But yeah I didn't know it could happen either
When I was a student nurse doing my surgical placement (ophthalmology) I noticed it would be mentioned well over like 10 times which eye was going to be operated on. Multiple consults with the patient leading up about their LEFT eye. Then on the morning of the surgery the DR would confirm with the patient it is their LEFT eye, and the patient would sign a disclaimer. Then the surgeon would come and draw an arrow on their LEFT eye, ask the patient to look in the mirror, and if the patient was happy that this arrow was on their left eye, and this was the correct eye, then a picture would be taken, printed and attached to another consent form for the patient to sign. Then the patient would have some pre op stuff done and then be wheeled to theatre, where a nurse would ask the patient which eye they were having operated on (patient would answer left eye) and then they would be taken into the anaesthetic room, where the surgeon would again confirm the eye. Once patient was asleep, the operation pause would happen where everyone besides the patient would look quickly at the notes, consent, and the drawn arrow and agree that it would be the left eye. I always thought this was so incredibly overkill, until I realised actually how common it is to go operating on the wrong body parts 🙈🙈
I absolutely applaud new doctors learning their craft through experience-but not on me. Ha ha.
Problem is that almost everyone (myself included) thinks this way. We'd run out of new doctors extremely quickly if they couldn't learn. It's quite the predicament
Craft? This is surgery, this isn’t body modification… I think what your were trying to say is learning procedure by experience and that’s a understatement, your statement sounds like trial and error and that’s not how the medical field works now a days, but correct if I’m wrong
There is no problem, there is no predicament that you and many other assume that there’s not support for yourself or others, no a small percentage thinks and agrees with you, but the fact is the majority doesn’t think or agree with you
That's why they call it 'practicing' medicine.
@@geekfreak5100And I'd like someone who has been 'practicing' for at least 3-5 years.
21:30 Yep. Before my 4 hour surgery a "prep"-doctor came to my spot in the prep room and asked my name and other data, what I was actually there for and then marked the spot with a sharpie. Also, all questions were put in a way that I had to give actual info instead of just drowsily nodding yes or no. I found this very reassuring.
Exact same for me with ear surgery. They drew on my head with a purple marker 👍. They did it way before I was anywhere near the knock out room though. Usually about 45mins before I was wheeled out of the ward.
My actual surgeon came in. Wrote his initials and a smiley face on the correct knee. It sounds a bit childish. But I bet if all the paperwork has said my left knee and he forgot which knee. He would see a lack of smiley face and put the whole thing on halt.
I've had surgery as recent as 2020 and still haven't seen this in practice yet, which has been disappointing. I've known about it for a while, and 2 party checklists were commonplace in my previous career, so I've been lowkey excited to see it in action-personally would make me feel way less anxious and way more safe.
I had knee surgery back in 2000 and they used a sharpie to draw arrows on my right thigh and shin pointing at my knee along with “YES!!!”
Then two nurses covered my left knee in the word “NO!! about 12 times.
It seemed unnecessary since my right knee was several times bigger than my left, but they said they did this to everyone that was having surgery on their arms or legs because it meant there was no excuse for mistakes.
Plus, since I was a teenager, it was my first surgery, and I was nervous as heck, the silliness of them writing all over my legs put me at ease a little bit.
Yep had this with an ear surgery that I had this year! Very reassuring. I'm pretty sure my spinal surgery in 2019 also involved a similar procedure beforehand as well.
My only horror story is battling with my insurance to cover things they should cover. But insist that they're out of network.
The USA is a third world country as far as health care is concerned. I recently had my ankle fixed, and it cost me nothing. When I inevitably get prostate cancer because it runs in my family, it will cost me nothing to treat. Building health treatment into taxes makes sense. How people can vote against it is insane, and it shows how crazy US politics is. It should be about the patient, not about the dollar
@@TC-zf1jithey get paid through taxes. Seriously?
@@TC-zf1ji you misunderstood my comment. Socialized medicine pays their doctors through taxes.
Inflation happens when there is more demand than manufacturers can produce. High demand, low volume. So I'm really not sure what you're trying to say in regards to inflation. With socialized medicine, there may be high demand like with the NHA in England, but patients aren't paying for that care beyond their regular taxes.
Increases to the NHA budget goes through a Parliamentary process as far as I understand it.
@TC-zf1ji I understand your point, but that isn't failing to read the contract; and I believe the OP meant that their treatment coverage was denied (something determined by insurance-hired providers. Case-by-case, not in the contract.) If they mean Out of Network, there should still be coverage for treatment, it is usually just a substantially smaller percentage and is based on whether the insurance partners with that provider.
The "contract" you speak of doesn't outline what providers are in and out of network either, it just lists the percentages of care covered respectively. Sometimes the only provider that can give a treatment is considered Out of Network despite being the only provider accessible to the patient. You're massively simplifying fault wherein this is a massive machine with a ton of facets, and as someone who works for a health insurance, it is 99.99% of the time the insurers at fault (not the patient.)
A good friend of mine fell off a ladder and shattered his left hand and wrist. Pins and plates were installed to put everything back together. In the process of this hardware being installed, surgeons broke drill bits off in his bones. The pins and plates failed after only a year or two and he has had no less than half a dozen follow-up surgeries to remove the damaged hardware and repair the additional damage. Hospital admitted to being at fault and has settled with him and agreed to cover all future medical expenses on that hand and arm. I’ve seen the x-rays; there’s fabrication shops with less metal than what’s in his hand.
In the US, medical errors are one of the TOP 5 causes of mortality. So no, it is NOT RARE. take care of your health and stay out of the hospital if you don’t have an emergency. Your life and livelihood depend on it.
@@docb1844 people don't usually have good enough insurance to go when it's not an emergency. And when it's an emergency you have less presence of mind to be a good advocate for yourself. I'd say if at all possible to see a doctor before it's an emergency.
I had a chest MRI, of my heart and surrounding major vessels. Cardiac MRI calls for radioactive contrast dye. I hate IVs and negotiated placement with the technician. He was brutally honest, and told me that neither he nor any (competent) radiology technicians would place the gauge required for a power injection (the IV push of dye) into a hand, particularly one with such delicate veins. He informed me it was a basically guaranteed blowout and restick and that he would not do it. Next, we discussed my forearms. He warned me that although he can physically do it, mid-forearm is sensitive, and with my particular veins he estimates the occurance of blowouts and a restick to be about 50/50, but he is confident the placement will succeed at my inner arm. He allowed me to choose between forearm and inner arm with this information in mind. I picked inner arm, the usual placement for this gauge and procedure. He talked me through my vein quality and we picked out what we both believed to be the best vein for the line to be placed.
It was painful, and I had some bruising with my elderly woman-looking, tiny veins, but I did fine and made it through. We got good images from the study.
I dread to think how much more afraid of needles and IVs I would be if i'd had a worse technician doing my contrast MRI. Some people may not take the time to logically inform me in great detail about the potential consequences of each placement. I am autistic, and I need to understand the process when I have a procedure and know what is happening to me. My sensory issues are kind of oddly specific sometimes. I am viscerally uncomfortable with my inner arm (inside the elbow, where most blood draws and IV sites are) being even touched. I can sit for a tattoo that goes right over my hipbone much easier than having a needle and/or plastic canula tube put in my vein
I had my own nightmare years ago.
Years ago I donated a kidney & when they woke me up after the surgery I start screaming “stop I’m awake!” The anesthesiologist said the surgery was over & tried to calm me down, but I was still screaming about the pain. He gets on the phone & said something like “he doesn’t have 15 minutes” & then put me back under.
I woke up in my room & he came into my room with the surgeon & told me I was part of a small part of the human population that Morphine does not work on. (Novacaine never worked on me even as a kid so I just laughed & said of course LOL ). They put me on Dilaudid & it’s been a pain in the ass trying to explain to doctors I can’t have morphine. I’ve given up on explaining it & say read my kidney donation chart if you don’t believe me. Which they never do.
The funniest part is I actually developed an allergy to morphine, which I found out when a hospital didn’t listen to me & decided on their own to test if I was lying. Well blistering, rash & an ungodly amount of water pouring out of every pore later they gave me Dilaudid & apologized for the “miscommunication” LOL.
The only way I could describe it was like reliving the surgery after it was over & that when I’m ask what my level of pain is I tell them what my 10 was.
wtf why would they test on you when you clearly said you don't respond to morphine
@@wuarthur3584 I really have no idea other than they may have thought I was lying & or drug seeking (while in recovery from the kidney donation I fell down a flight of stairs at my parents house, got a tbi, broke C2-C3 & crushed my occipital nerves). So they knew me & knew my injuries, and the fact they did that really pissed me off & it was the last time I went to that Hospital.
Over the years I’ve had many bad experiences with Doctors & have almost died a few times if not for my stubbornness (for example a recent experience, going back to the same hospital several times until they actually found out I wasn’t lying, but I almost lost a portion of my intestines due to them accusing me of drug seeking & sending me home, the second visit got an antibiotic, third visit was told “the surgeons will be in to talk to me” they were literally going to do the surgery in the morning but because they drowned my system with antibiotics I started to show signs of improvement & was closely watched for several days. It was diverticulitis). During Covid the same hospital a worker was rude to me because I couldn’t tie my shoes due to pain, I lost my shit but I told them “ I get you’re overworked & understaff but that gives you know reason to talk to me like that!” a few days later I was told I had a double hernia & needed surgery right away. I find it funny how easy the dilaudid flows when they fuck up. LOL
Ps: you’d think they would right in my chart “pay attention & don’t fuck up!” LOL
@@wuarthur3584 I wrote a reply but it didn’t post. Sorry but I’ll see if it posts later before rewriting it.
Jesus Christ, I am so sorry--I fucking hate doctors that refuse to listen to their patients. :/
Man you should sue them my guy
I had a doctor confuse necrotizing fasciitis for "drug seeking behavior" and it ended up costing me part of my arm, because even when I was admitted after my blood work was wonky, the hospitalists on the floor went by the ER doctor's diagnosis and didn't call for an ortho consult until my arm turned purple, three days later. The ortho took a fluid sample from my elbow that was the color of butterscotch pudding (the correct color is clear, folks), got me a stat CT, and within 20 minutes, I was in the OR undergoing the first of 12 surgeries to try to keep the infection from getting into my chest. That's the first time I heard a doctor call his colleagues "fucking idiots" to their faces, within earshot of my room. Good times.
Back and knee surgeries are overdone here, obviously for finance reasons..
What I protest for though is, that medical staff from future Docs to Nurses are getting the supervision and feedback they deserve in their learning stages.
Instead of being abused as cheap staff for the unloved procedures..
The time out is so important. And writing ON THE LEG this one not this one. Is very important. And confirming with the patient!!
I have a double- feature horror story. Several years ago, some workers mishandled some chemicals at a building I was in. I knew the chemicals were for metal refinishing, but not their exact name. I went to the ER and told the doctor on call what happened. Not kidding, he thought I was making it up, over reacting, and actually should go hang my head out a window. Those were his exact words. I was having memory loss and coughing, and he didn't even put me on oxygen. A day later I was in a different ER. Id developed chemical pneumonia, my lungs were actually hardening. They thankfully saved my life, but I've had lung damage ever since.
Now, about a year ago, my back tooth broke. I need surgery to have the broken tooth pulled, and they want to put me under. I went to the consultation and mentioned I had serious concerns about being put under anesthesia. It's been over two decades since I've had any surgery, I was just a kid at the time. On top of that, ever since the accident, I'm one step away from full asthma. So I told the surgeon my concerns. His first question was to ask how anesthesia had gone for me the last time I had it (which was, again, when I was a kid). I said it had gone fine at the time. He then proceeded to tell me I'd be fine this time and I shouldn't worry. This guy completely ignored what I was saying about the damage to my lungs. This guy was also pretty evasive whenever I asked what his procedure was for a breathing complication. On the way out, one of the nurses told me I should bring my rescue inhaler to my operation. Apparently, my rescue inhaler was seriously their protocol for if I had a problem. Needless to say, I walked out of that office and didn't schedule the surgery. Instead, I immediately contacted my dentist and let him know what happened. My dentist had recommended the surgeon, but he's since stopped using him after looking into what happened. I feel like I dodged a bullet. Still, I never got that tooth fixed. I'm honestly too freaked out, and I'm taking my time to find an oral surgeon I feel comfortable with. It doesn't bother me much, and I'd rather live with a broken tooth than risk my life to fix it.
Going into my 2nd year of medical school, it is incredible how much one's perspective about medicine and surgery changes once you're on the other side of the equation.
Would love more stories with your perspectives and insights. The process of humanizing medicine (in all of the good and the bad), I believe, is a very valuable pursuit.
in Slovakia surgeons extracted the wrong healthy eye, was quite a boom in our media like a year or 2y ago
That's legit one of my worst nightmares... Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy
Oh no
And yet I'd still rather have an operation in Slovakia than America, One f**k up every few years you can understand, but the sheer number in America just smacks of incompetence!
I am what we Canadians call a "Before dinner" or "hockey game" baby.
Basically in the 90s into the 2000s was a massive trend in uncessary (some times DANGEROUS) C section surgeries.
Doctors would have a paitent in labor, they'd wait a little while and if it took even slightly longer than "normal" they would declare the need for an emergency C section and just rip the baby out so they could be home in time for dinner or the hockey game.
Thankfully the C section is pretty safe but still, I can't imagine cutting a person up for anything less than a life threatening situation.
It may be safe for the mother but it may affect the immune system of the child for the rest of his life, of course it is better than the alternative in most cases but should be avoided if it's not necessary.
@@Gengh13 Can you explain how being birthed via C section can affect the immune system of the child?
@@GSBroBacteria from the birth canal not getting on the baby.
There's much more risk for the mother having a c-section because one's abdomen and uterus is cut open, and there are many important nerves, blood vessels and organs such as the bladder, colon and ureters that can be severed along the way. Then post-op, you have a higher risk of infections, blood clots, pneumonia, anemia, electrolyte problems and other post-op complications. It takes longer to recover from surgery and the mother may go home 2 -3 day later than a woman with who delivered vaginally. That's why it's barbaric to operate on someone because it's convenient.
My sister has permanent brain damage because the doctor used a plunger-like device to pull her out by the head. I think my mom would have preferred a c-section
I swear, I get in WEEKLY arguments with people about how preposterous it is to trust a chiropractor! You might as well go to a Kingdom Hall to get brain surgery while you're at it because that's basically what you're doing by seeing a chiropractor instead of science based professionals.
From experience the range of doctor competency is really broad just hope whatever condition you have isn't too serious. Passing medical school and excelling at it are two very different things.
When I was in grade 9 I had a feeding tube put in (that ended up being completely unnecessary but that's a different horror story. It was a direct 'inserted through the stomach' not a tube through the nose one) and it had fallen out. I went to the ER like my specialists had told me to do, but after spending the day sitting there in the ER I just went home and called my local dr. She told me to come in the next morning and they'd 'sort it out'. What did she do? She told me to lay down and PROCEEDED TO TRY AND SHOVE THE TUBE BACK INTO THE NOW SEALING HOLE WITHOUT ANESTHETIC. What did she do when I started screaming and thrashing? Got a nurse to hold me down. All she managed to do was draw blood and make me almost pass out. She basically chewed me out for 'not coming in sooner'.
I told my specialists what happened with the tube, and they would threaten me with a new one if they don't like something for a few years after that, despite me NOT NEEDING IT TO BEGIN WITH.
I barely slept for the year I had the tube and I STILL feel pain there every so often. Safe to say I walked away with a few mental scars along with a physical one.
Checklists. If it’s good enough for airline pilots, it should be good enough for doctors.
I was being prep'd for surgery where they would be installing hardware into my leg from a horrific break. Rather than use an anesthetic, they were gonna paralyze me waste down so was given the option: "do you want to be awake or knocked out for the surgery?" Me being infinitely curious asked, "can I watch?" They replied, "No.... There are certain things one's mind just shouldnt see." Figuring Id be bored opted to get knocked out. WOKE UP ANYWAYS (which was fine since I was paralyzed), lol! to the sound of loud banging and feeling my body shake (from them violently hammering in the IM nail). That itself was a little traumatic, so perhaps a good thing I didnt get to SEE the actual process.
Yeah I've had several people in my life need a labrum repair in the shoulder and though definitely not as intense as what you went through, nonetheless, hammers and mallets are involved 😂 the labrum does a lot of work of keeping the shoulder socket from falling out so to repair it they essentially nail the ripped pieces back in place along the bone of the joint. They have to use a lot of force to get the anchors seated securely into the bone. My coworker who had the surgery had no idea about this and I didn't notice them getting pale as I was sharing my fun facts 😅
I have a genetic disorder that causes local anesthetics, especially those in the "-caine" family, to not work properly on me. I was being assessed for a cardiac issue, and the cardiologist had scheduled me for the implant of a loop recorder. I had fully briefed their office (and them in person) about the medical issue and the interference with number agents. I was assured on multiple occasions that they were going to be using twilight sedation, so it shouldn't be a problem, and any pain that managed to penetrate would be masked. I was also assured of this on the day before the surgery, when I had my pre-check phone call with the cardiologist's RN medical assistant.
I arrived the day of and was informed that there would be no sedation (twilight or otherwise) before "this cardiologist doesn't do sedation for this procedure, and if you want that then he won't operate on you." I'd already waited over a month for the loop recorder implantation, was having some scary heart issues, and didn't feel like I could refuse treatment. I appealed directly to the surgeon, explaining again, and again he just said, "No, it's not a big deal, you don't need sedation. We just numb you and put the loop recorder in, and then a couple stitches and it's done." So I signed the paper.
He gave me the injections, then IMMEDIATELY began cutting, although I'd told him that local numbing agents take longer to work on me due to the genetic abnormality. I felt the whole thing. I couldn't move, because my body went into the "freeze" response. I couldn't speak. He cut op a pocket under the skin of my breast the size of a USB thumb drive, slipped the thing in, wiggled it around into place, put in a securing stitch, and then stitched the opening closed. Then he patted my shoulder and said, "See, just fine," and was gone.
I proceeded to bleed for the next 30 minutes or so, despite the stitches, because my blood wasn't clotting at the location of the incision (it was clotting fine elsewhere, I know because I'd BITTEN THROUH MY INNER LIP AND CHEEK) when I froze up.
Fuck doctors who won't listen to patients. Nowadays, I fire them and move on.
Sounds like a horrible experience.
In my case I had a bad RTA in 2002 I was stuck by a van at 60 MPH smashed my L1, L2 & L3 spiral wedge fractured into 23mm and traumatically fused all 3 huge nerve damage. Left in chronic pain and a host of other issues. Now for the fun stuff, it was a factette injection alongside an Epidural injection combination that did for me. A simple procedure normally I am told...
The surgeons I won't use names used the wrong needle rather than using a blunted or round tip they used a steel sharp tip to pry apart the overlapping factette bone spurs it looks like a hand grenade has gone off it's a mess in there I can forgive this! It's hard to inject into a damaged structure but wait for it! Well, he pried and pushed for about 5 minutes but it seemed like hours having it done to myself and yes you guessed it no local. Eventually, he pushed so hard it transacted my spinal channel into my spine between L1 and L2 and I was screaming blue murder at this point.
Somehow to this day, I have no idea how I was now paralysed below my waist I flopped half on and off the operating table turned myself over and traded punches with the surgeon. Now I am or was very strong I think it was more playground wild swinging because if I had meant it I suspect he should have suffered more than a split lip. Now I am ashamed of this and it should not have happened! I was in such pain I suspect it was the flight or fight response that took over. I still had the needle and everything embedded in my spine. This was only removed later, with great difficulty! More damage could have happened here, I don't know because I passed out after about 30-40 seconds of this madness.
I now have even more spinal pain. Have to use pain control and nerve suppressants just to function and not sit there rocking in pain. Huge nerve damage through my body especially below L1 weakness, and lack of sensation even if I have regained the ability to walk extremely slowly and need aids. After this, it was discovered I couldn't prove it set off this degenerative nerve and blood condition I now suffer from. Where without huge injections of B12 and daily tablets the mylar around my nerves is attacked by my body and slowly gets eaten away damaging it even more. I think after my last nerve study it was something like 28% remaining. Oh and my red blood cells are no longer produced by my one marrow when an attack happens.
So I am a bit of a mess I don't trust doctors easily any more and this is a direct and lasting consequence I dislike the most! Once trust is broken is almost impossible to regain fully. Even if my new medical team has proven over the years they can be thanks for the fantastic video and don't worry this stuff is extremely rare! The internet just seems like there is more horror stories than there are...
5:53 i had this done for my right hip MRI. Yeah, that needle is HUGE and they had to inject the dye between my pelvic and femur ball point. Definitely you need a numbing agent or something to dull the pain cuz I cannot imagine how painful that was for the patient :( especially in your shoulder????? OUCH!
Certainly for the hip, the needle is quite a bit longer since the hip joint is substantially deeper than the the shoulder joint.
I'm glad for the communication with medical procedures. I had radiation for breast cancer last year. Each time I was prompted to give my name, date of birth, and which breast.
They were a lovely treatment team. After I finished my treatments, I gave them a large box of fruit. I wrote a lovely sentimental card and signed it: my name, date of birth, and right breast. 😂
I think you're really kind of cavalier about the second story. It sounds like the trainee was not properly supervised. I've had plenty of new doctors do things to me, UNDER SUPERVISION, that were done well, even when they weren't quite perfect at it. I also wonder if that patient was a young black woman. Black women are chronically undermedicated for pain, due to ongoing bias in the medical field.
I've got a brother who's just come off a "Vent" yesterday...... but he's not out of the woods & we don't know why he wound
up in this situation over 2 weeks ago? Horror stories are not yet revealed here but I'm hopeful for a full recovery. peace
8:30 I remember being in so much withdrawal and so restless, in my MRI that I could barely stay still, for 10 seconds. They had to redo the MRI, like, 5 times. 😅
I struggle with left and right, and I'm not sure if I'm glad or horrified that surgeons have the same issue...
Also, how about the current case against Dr. Benjamin Brown, a plastic surgeon in Florida who operated and killed his wife during a procedure? The guy had a laundry list of negligence when performing surgery on his own wife:
-Let his wife mix her own IV bag. She has no nurse or medical training
-Didn't record the drugs his wife took before her surgery
-Refused to call the ER x3 times when his wife was *clearly* struggling
-Didn't have an anesthesiologist
maybe it was a murder?
Holding up you hands help (L thumb & pointing finger for left) and constantly reminding yourself that others mirror you👍
I've read a lot about this case and boy does it seem like a murder cover up.
The story about the epidural injection; my doctor warned me about this before giving my injection in my neck. It was very on my mind during the procedure. Thankfully mine went successfully. It didn’t provide as much help as we thought. Neither did the injections into my shoulder, but it helps a little bit. The pain management doctor decided to forgo further injections since they weren’t all that helpful and the risk of further complications as noted in this video… Yeah, he didn’t feel doing anything more. It was not worth the risk. I’m now fighting the state Worker’s Compensation board because the injury this was caused by happened at work. I don’t wish this process on anyone. It’s utterly horrible.
I was diagnosed with Cerebral Venus Thrombosis. They sent me to a "stroke clinic" and I only spoke with Dr. aids. I never saw a doctor and felt like this clinic just gas lights me.
It took two years to find an appropriate Dr. I don't think the medical systems cares about comfort. They put more effort in billing.
Currently recovering from spinal herniation surgery, nothing like some nightmare fuel lol.
But really, im so glad that i made it through surgery without issues and im recovering well ☺️
When I was 14, I had a supposedly routine x-ray of my intestines. An intern somehow mistook saline for *alcohol* in the barium enema. Chemical burns throughout my intestinal tract. I weighed just over 100 lbs even before that; I lost something like 30 lbs while in the hospital for weeks. Months after the fact, the hospital tried to bill my parents for the procedure that nearly killed me, and in the process of gaining evidence, I was found to still have ulcerative colitis. That was back when they used to leave you conscious during the colonoscopy. The only reason I can probably mention this now is because I'm too poor for them to sue, and my parents are dead, so violating any agreements with the hospital is a non issue.
Fast pitch is different than baseball as the pitcher throws underhand or some people call it windmill. And they use a softball. It's fun. A bit scary the first time you have a big softball coming up at speeds of 60mph!
I had a steroid injection in my shoulder for bursitis under ultrasound guidance. they only used a topical anaesthetic and I had to suck it up while I was awake obviously so I do not know why the girl was complaining it's not really that bad but it is uncomfortable
I just got a injection in my lower back by CT so when I sore that part of the video my heart sank 😂🙏🇦🇺
I understand that mistakes happen and we can only do our best to avoid them. But when a doctor (in my case, a neurologist) is aware that something is very wrong, and just ignores it, that's inexcusable. I suffered almost to the point of committing suicide, for 7 months last year. I begged my neurologist for help. He just ignored me. He sent me away and said there was nothing that he was willing to do for me. I tried to find another neurologist but none of the neurologists in my area would take a new patient who was already engaged with a neurologist. On Christmas day last year I almost ended my suffering. The next day I called my sister who is a PA at another practice in another state. I told her what was going on. She immediately got me set up with a telemed appointment that day. By the end of the day the neurologist at the practice where she works at had prescribed me the med that my neurologist had taken me off of. I am now slowly weaning off of the med and am having very few side effects. BTW, the med is not an opiate.
I woke up during surgery on my right hand once. This 15 min procedure was going a bit long, 1.5 hrs at the time I awoke. I still find it a bit humorous as I surprised the surgeon, asked a question, he answered me and said, “Will you hit him again please!”
In my country schools used to have resident dentists. My school dentist was drilling into my tooth to put in a filling. She drilled through it and into the gum. No local anesthetic, no laughing gas, or anything else. She yelled at me that this doesn't hurt. I was 7 or 8. Since then I developed extreme fear of drilling teeth. The sound alone causes me to have panic attacks. Two times I had some repair work done under general anesthesia, and second time they did so bad of a job, that I already lost three teeth. Recently I went to the dentist, with help of some heavy anti-anxiety drugs, and survived drilling without biting her...
As for the first story, think about this: before 1850 all surgeries were done on conscious patients. And the surgeon's skills were judged on the speed of the operation and the number of incisions made. Some surgeons even measured their times with a stopwatch.
i've known 2 anesthesiologists - one resident, one NP, who were dipping into the non-paralytic meds for themselves. Bet this happens more than we know.
Yeah the chiropractors are not going to catch any flack here because they aren't doctors.
True.
I took antipsychotic meds for years due to a misdiagnosis. Turned out I didn’t need those meds at all and now I have tardive dyskinesia.
MRI isn't that comfy, it's very noisy and feels strange from the vibrations. Worst I've had was a brain scan, mainly cuz you need your head to be fixated 😅
@@TC-zf1ji huh?
9:45 "The patients were unable to locate the patient's appendix."
Doc, as much as I appreciate your work, you might've wanted to do a re-take of that line haha.
It's just further proof that doctors make small mistakes! All the time! Usually it's small stuff like that. Usually.
@@nellieharper2572 Great catch!
Reminds me of something funny that happened after a surgery I had. I was having surgery on my left leg to remove a benign tumour that was squashing some nerves and caused paralysis. When I woke up after the surgery, the first thing the surgeon said was 'The surgery was a success, but oh, it *was* the right leg, wasn't it?'. He said it with a straight face and serious tone. Given that I had just woken up after major surgery, and had enough drugs to kill a horse going through me, I did not realize he was joking. I was freaking out... until my mum explained he was joking. He was very apologetic afterwards, but I was still a little annoyed at him. Otherwise was a great surgeon, but was not an appropriate joke!
A rather long, 7 month horror story I endured from August 2021 - August 2022. (and still ongoing)
At the very beginning in august of 2021, I went to my pediatrician at the age of 16 due to repeated and severe headaches. They said to have found nothing but a deviated septum and sent me on my way. A few weeks later I developed an absolutely HORRID cold that swelled my head to the size of a grapefruit due a metric ton of pollen that august. The pediatrician prescribed a nasal medication to reduce swelling and congestion.
After the cold subsided, the ongoing pain in the center of my forehead and cheeks got significantly worse and went back to the pediatrician. At the time another doctor was there as a substitute and within 4 minutes he said I had a sinus infection and prescribed antibiotics. The pain still remained, my ears were starting to become absurdly sensitive, and we returned within a few days where my main pediatrician looked me over and noted that my nasal passage ways were inflamed to hell and my septum was thought to be a cause of it along w/ allergies, completely dismissing the possibility of a sinus infection (THIS WILL BE IMPORTANT LATER). We got anti-inflammatory to ease the swelling, but the pain still remained and my hearing got more painful and sensitive.
After a visit to a local ENT, they suggested an anti-biotic to clear any possible infections but couldn't check due to how my nasal passageways were small and practically impervious with how swollen it was. A CT Scan was ordered and while I was taking it, the operator noted I was especially stuffy and swollen in my sinuses, though this presumably never made it to the ENT specialist as he recommended I get an MRI scan due to his inability to find a root cause-- leading to a misdiagnosis that imitated what was to come. We return to my pediatrician with this information, and instead of assisting us, he SCREAMED and constantly argued with my father over the matter while I was sitting in the room, covering my ears and face as I cried in pain due to my constant headaches and now unbearably sensitive ears. He practically washed his hands of us and didnt want to deal with us any further, recommending an MRI as well.
By this time, I was a Junior in High school with a bunch of accumulated Credit from more advanced and difficult classes I was taking from 6th to 10th grade. However, with how devastating the pain was at this time along with my hyper-sensitive hearing, I was forced to drop out of Junior year and lost all of my time and chances to apply for college here in the states.
The next week after in oct 2021, I was driven down to the Medical University of South Carolina (MUSC) which was an agonizing 2 hour drive. Once we got there, we went to the emergency room to prompt an MRI as soon as we could and got looked over. Not once did they check my nose from what I recall, and if they did they couldn't see past the swollen airways. After we explained the situation, they informed us the MRI machine was busy, but could squeeze me in for a partial MRI that only focused on a small section of the head where the pain was at this time. Once it was over they told me they found nothing, doped me up on toradol, and sent me on my very way. At the time though, they noted "Inflammation in the Maxillary Sinus" on one side, which wasn't disclosed to us until we received those MRI reports in March of 2022.
By this time, we didnt know what to do and looked for other means of treatment to find the root cause, but nothing came of it as I was still suffering and had to isolate myself in my room to not go absolutely insane. My pain was unbearable and could barely be tamed by Pain Killers, and my hearing reached a point where I couldn't tolerate the faucet in my bathroom, let alone anything louder than a shoe squeak.
This goes on until December 2021 when I went to my new Neurologist all the way down in Charleston where we took ANOTHER 2 hour car ride to reach there, who looked me over and couldn't find anything-- discharging me with a new prescription for depression and Gabapetin to possibly help with neurological issues that were suspected but not identifiable. After taking the gaba for a while, I developed HORRID anxiety and couldn't sit in my seat without going insane, which we then stopped as soon as we could.
After other routes were attempted with treatment, including Nerve Blocks and oblations (with the oblation resulting in me jumping on the table with a needle in my neck on the C2 ganglion nerve doohickey), I was further damaged and eventually left with great neck pain and a scalp that BURNED on contact, making it nigh impossible to touch my head without having excruciating pain. The sides of my head also slowly got worse (later diagnosed as Trigeminal Neuralgia) which made it so that I couldn't wear my headphones as much to protect myself from "Loud Noise".
Come February of 2022, as I was whispering with my father, he noticed my face suddenly twitched uncontrollably that I didn't notice at all. And later that night, the entire right side of my body shook uncontrollably. The next day we booked it all the way back to MUSC's Emergency Room to get another MRI and find out what was actually wrong with me. When my Neurologist came in, my father had to argue tooth and nail to get that scan done. When they refused to budge, he firmly stated "Are you Sure my son is OK and isn't Ill?" after I was only given an extremely limited scan back in 2021. They caved in and did the scan, telling us they found nothing and prescribed me Toradol to take to reduce inflammation and subside the pain. Like last time though, they noted "Inflammation in the Maxillary Sinuses", now within both of them.
Now its March 2022. We still didnt know what to do and were looking for other routes to take to fix me. Later that month, we received those MRI reports, and then my father noted that line regarding the sinuses, plugged it into google, and it immedietly came back as a "Sinus Infection". He then took me down to the local clinic, and within 10 minutes, I was diagnosed with a chronic sinus infection, which was later verified by my new primary care physician and ENT specialist at our local hospital.
``During this Entire Time, I had a chronic sinus infection that lasted for 7 MONTHS that left me in horrible pain, damaged my hearing, shattered my school grades and progress, and easily tanked us with the several medical bills that followed that could have been prevented if I wasnt misdiagnosed and prompted to have an MRI as the second route for treatment and diagnosis.``
I later had to undergo an invasive procedure to extract a sample due to how swollen I still was, which I was knocked out for. It was indeed a chronic sinus infection that was caused by a rare bacteria that primarily targets plants (the name escapes me, but this perfectly lines up with the great amount of pollen I experienced back in August) that was resistant to all of the antibiotics I was prescribed. Further antibiotics were tested but barely helped, leading to surgery to clean out my sinuses and fix my deviated septum. In the end, 6 cubic centimeters of rotting, infected material was extracted from my sinuses.
And I can't further emphasize this enough-- my hearing was UNBEARABLY SENSITIVE. I couldn't tolerate a car passing by, a plane miles away that no one else could hear, a faucet, a dog barking, a car horn over a mile away, and literally every other sound that wasn't below a quiet whisper. It left me in an agonizing spot, both physically and mentally-- I couldn't leave my room and was afraid to leave lest I encounter noise that would throw me into a state of shock or writhing pain that couldn't be subsided with pain killers. It left me shattered and broken, and killed off any hope of social interaction or basic function in the public without going insane. At least I have an internet connection and volume control to retain some semblance of what I was deprived of.
All of this could have been avoided if they further looked into my nose and sinuses, and didn't wash their hands of me in terms of responsibility. And unfortunately, this was only just the start of my medical journey.
The silver lining though was that I was still eligible for senior year in high school if I burned up my credits and finished the required classes, allowing me to graduate with my class of 2023. I would go on to absolutely decimate senior year of school despite the ongoing chronic pain I was enduring along with my now diagnosed Hyperacusis-- being restricted to just homebound education with my current academy at time. I pulled straight As the entire way until I endured a harsh period of pain propagated by intense stress I was experiencing at the end of Senior year along with several breakdowns I had. Despite that though, I was still able to graduate with the help of EVERYONE in my school-- from the teachers to the principals to the head of education here in my state. + Scoring a 29 on the ACT which is in the upper echelon of scores on that test.
Though my life has been permanently affected and shredded into tatters by that short 7 month window along with the proceeding years afterwards, I'm continuing to chug along and keep pushing despite my current disabilities and pain. I'm now undergoing therapies and treatments to help with the Medical PTSD and numerous other disorders I've accumulated over the past 4 years. My father told me I was the strongest person he ever knew, with everyone around us and beyond wishing for the best of my health, which kept me pushing forward with that pure determination to overcome what has been stopping me and thrive where I would have fallen short if I gave up.
I will keep pushing and never stop, even with whatever is thrown at me in the future.
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bonus bit:
2. After the 7 months of medical hell, I was referred to a local pain specialist for my trigeminal neuralgia to see if it was induced by a near by blood vessel rubbing against it via a CT Scan w/ contrast. Thankfully it was ruled out which would've required literal brain surgery to fix, but then we were kind of lost on how to treat it beyond waiting a few months for another appointment for a pediatric pain specialist on the other side of the state.
By then my father was skeptical and wanted to rule out a possible infection in my brain that had symptoms that correlated with what I was experiencing (admittedly extremely far-fetched, but we were desperate at this point with continued chronic pain enduring)-- which took me to the MRI specialists literally next door to get a second opinion. But when they tried to do the scan w/ contrast, they ended up pricking me over 10 times across both of my arms, primarily in my right arm, with an IV. My veins were Absurdly tiny, and they didn't have any of those fancy lights that assist nurses with finding veins to put an IV in. And with how the vast majority of them were just technicians.. this resulted in excruciating pain that I bit through, but had to evade from with how severe it became.
This is why now my arms are absurdly sensitive to touch, still feel like they've been pricked a thousand times, and have left me with Medical PTSD from that incident. Despite how I've sworn up and down to NEVER get another IV again, I will still bite through just to go one step further with treating my current ailments.
Apologies if I misspelled anything, Keep up the great content man! I'd love to see more of these videos.. even if it makes me rather uncomfortable with some segments. Stay strong 💪
+bonus bonus bit.
literally had every test under the sun for neurological issues + every drug tried (including a Ketamine IV and Lumbar Puncture), and now I've been diagnosed w/ Functional Neurological Disorder 🎉🎉🎉
It was not fun-- at all.
Treatments are underway to remedy this
@@MerkONeil My heart goes out to you. I am lifting you in prayer for strength and comfort, for medical teams to provide you with healing, for strength to get through each day, for pain relief, for restoring sleep. I lift your family in prayer also.
It is so difficult to watch their child go through suffering.
I don't know if you're a Christian, accepting Christ as your savior. If so, there is peace in knowing our bodies in heaven will be perfect and never suffer.
Someday, you may run across someone with similar circumstances and be of a great help. God bless you and your family.
@@susanurban4371 🫂 Thank you.
A sinus infection is a pretty simple diagnosis. I don't know why in the world you would need a MRI because the symptoms are easy to identify. Very strange that it was so hard to diagnose
Surgery would be much better if every surgery had a check list that doctors followed, but doctor egos prevent that.
Hey Doc.just wanna say great job on the videos and presentation.the videos are both informative and entertaining,two things that usually dont go hand in hand.
Mexican here. We've had patients who unironically write in sharpie, on their own legs.
Diseased leg: Cut this one
Healthy leg: NO NO NO NO DO NOT CUT NOT THIS ONE DO NOT CUT NO NO NO THE OTHER LEG WRONG LEG NOT THIS ONE NO NO NO
I have to say: dialysis is pretty awful even when it goes well. After almost 3 years I can say I've gone through most oopses from not enough warfarin, infiltrations, bad needle placement, running reverse on accident... you name it. I've also had 14 major procedures and I'm glad they've all gone well, and I'm usually awake for the surgical pause to make last minute advocacies.
I underwent surgery when I was young, close to 10 years old, .......and had a patella replacement without anesthetics....
Let me explain to you how 4 people were restraining me, while I was also restrained to the table..... (I was writing while you said anesthetics were bad for the joints 🤣).... Was oks after 2 weeks post op....
Doctors and nurses were saying that I was just scared and was screaming out of fear.....at that age if I could have killed somebody, they would have been dead on the spot.....
I had a different story to tell, but I'm still here alive and well, and deadlifting and squating above elite levels, so I'm fine with a bit of pain, though I would have loved not to experience that in any percentage live....
I had a friend in New Jersey, who 20 years ago when he was about 19 had cholecystitis and needed his gallbladder removed at a hospital in New Jersey somewhere. Well, the doctor couldn't find his gall bladder, or anything leading to it. (It was never there). So, the doctor decided to just go poking around in his liver looking for it. Somehow severed his hepatic artery and killed off more of his liver than ihs body could heal. He was in the hospital for months afterwards and they cut 10-20 years off of his lifespan. And you better believe he sued them. I couldn't imagine waking up from a surgery to learn they screwed up so bad.
20:02 No way! Triple checking that you're doing the right thing significantly reduces the chance of you doing the wrong thing? NO WAY!!!!??
My father in law was getting hip surgery involving the ball joint. I'm not sure exactly was done, but it involved replacing the ball (I think that's the top of the femur) with an artificial one. What noone knew was that the particular ball was compromised with a medication-resistant bacterium.
F-I-L was considerably annoyed, of course, but he's a reasonable man. Shit happens. The surgeon had no way of knowing that the ball wasn't sterile.
What turned this into a real problem was the reaction of the surgeon. He was the type of man who insists he never makes mistakes, so he didn't communicate with F-I-L, refused to do anything about it, and just made the problem worse instead of taking responsibility and getting F-I-L treated for the infection then a further surgery done.
I have no idea if the surgeon remains employed, but what I do know is that another surgeon took over, apologised, worked with the doctor treating him, and replaced the infected ball with a clean one.
Just think. Everyone needs humility. The acceptance that sometimes things go wrong and you have to have the strength to make a genuine apology and attempt to make the problem right.
I'm glad I am watching this now and not 3 weeks ago when I had my surgery. But I did catch a video(not yours) on an anesthesiologist who was paining and killing his patients. Like the day of surgery.
I'm really surprised with the first incident. You'd think they would have taken notice of the extremely high heart rate, which should have been occurring due to the 'fight or flight' response brought on by the intense pain and conscious knowledge of what was happening (fear). - EDIT: ha.. Raynor mentions this. xD
Do Americans just not do pre-op checks? Every time I go into hospital (which is more often than I'd like) I'm asked at least three times, by at least three different people, usually a couple of nurses and then the surgeon performing the operation, if my name, address, DOB, etc are correct and checking that I'm having XYZ operation that day. This has been common practice for as long as I can remember, so at least 30 years. If Americans aren't doing that, there's your bloody problem! You couldn't pay me to be operated on in America, let alone pay them.
Holy shit they amputated both feet?! Omg.
9:17 - Mr. Piano's surgery occurred in Washington state, not Washington, DC. The Google Map image literally says Seattle, WA in the top left corner.
12:33 This is actually plausible. Seen this occur with occult GI cancers; it's usually a side effect associated with hyponatremia.
While I lived in the States (early 2000s), I recall there was a case of a mistaken Penectomy. Can't get any worse than that!!!
I had surgery to repair a torn shoulder capsule back in 1998. The nurse tried to start the IV on my right arm. I told her that was the arm being worked on and she told me that I was wrong.
The surgeon removed her from the surgery.
Wow
I've had so many mris I fell asleep in the last one
Having many MRI's on my head in my youth, you only have to be stay 100% still while they're taking images so it's really not that bad. I could move my feet around during the quick breaks between and they were talking me through it
I had a mole removed from the underside of my right breast. Initially no stitches but my GP decided to put in a couple of stitches as couple days later. No anaesthesia. Like at all.
I can remember going home & telling my hubby I was ready for childbirth.
I've also possibly been prescribed a drug I shouldn't have been prescribed. Took 4 years for the side effects to kick in. Got told by my specialist this drug - prescribed to protect my kidneys - possibly stopped my kidneys from working altogether. Did this have any impact on the 2 large kidney stones that developed? I dunno, still can't get an answer. And I'm still living with the side effects of being on that drug.
I’ve had a couple MRI’s on both of my shoulders. Never gotten anything prior to the abstract injection for pain or to numb it. Straight needle in the shoulder. It didnt bother me honestly. But I’m a grown muscular man and not a 12 y/o kid. So I can see why she freaked out and etc. The thought of that big ass needle going into your body when you’re a kid is gonna make you go crazy and feel the pain, whether it actually hurts or not. But I will tell you this, I bet she had a better time in the MRI machine that I did. Being 6’0 260lbs gym goer, I’m a big guy. So they had to wrap me up with a bed sheet so I could slide into the MRI machine. Needless to say, I didn’t have a problem staying still in there because I couldn’t move at all. Not fun at all.
Cosmic surgeons need spatial memory imitation similar to luminae fungi etc... immediate pattern recognition and turgor pressure connection between the hawking-einsteinien propulsion from extracted potential fungi energy farmered around orbit and moons or planets between the surgeon's extra 3rd dimensional isolation... As is cosmic rays/particles.....
I wonder what the complexity of the biological systems would be dependent on water compund oxygen compund environment with carbon or silicone or something else as ultra complex genetic material... Think amoeba people
How about a bone surgery without anesthetics? I had my nasal septum corrected on 4 spots, to shape them from an S shape to hopefully an I shape, or at least C shape. Pre-surgery, a CT scan has revealed 3 bones needed to be knocked loose and let regrow into a better shape, well, let's say the radiologist f*ed up and missed the 4th.
Mid-surgery, the doctor gave all his safe doses of lidocaine for the 3 spots, only to find there was another particularly nasty spot needed to be knocked loose while not able to safely administer more lidocaine. He asked me the question nobody wanted to hear: do you want to "catch'em all" without anesthetics, or do you want to come back later?". Mind you that this surgery has ~3 days of post-operation recovery that pains with every breath.
There was no way that I would endure the pain for another 3 days, being taken care of like I'm pitiful. I told the doctor let's do it, and the rest is history. It was NOT pleasant by any single mean. Real surgical tools operating on a real bloody wound with all nerves screaming pain, like being burnt and sliced at the same time.
Lessons learnt, do not arrange a surgery without a second opinion on radiology.
Craziest thing. My grandmother’s surgeon for her spinal fusion fused the wrong vertebrae. He claims it was due to weight. Then he had her on excessive amount of morphine 🤷🏻♀️
Not a real "horror story", more of a funny one.
I went to my physician because of intense abdominal pain. He checked if I had a fever and felt my stomach but it was inconclusive.
He assumed I was heavily constipated because if it were appendicitis, I would be in a lot more pain. So he prescribed me a laxative and said if it doesn't help I should come back.
I took the laxative and waited 2 hours as I was supposed to, but it didn't help. The pain intensified so I went into the ER.
There they checked my blood for signs of inflammation. While I was waiting for the lab results to come back, the laxative began to kick in.
I was already wearing one of the hospital gowns that is open in the back (so I wouldn't have to be undressed before the surgery) and it was shooting out of me. And I was still in a lot of pain mind you.
I couldn't leave the toilet for more than 5 minutes and I was worried to pass out in one of the stalls.
After the surgery I woke up in a dark room (it must have been 4 or 5 am) and the laxative was still working. I had to make my way to the bathroom barefoot and in the dark in an unknown room. I even had to take some tubes and bags with me that were still sticking in my stomach (I think they are for collecting some kind of "wound fluid" or so).
I had to stay in the hospital for more than a week because my appendix had already busted. I waited more than 48 hours between the first pain setting in and going to the hospital.
They started asking for patients birthdates as a form of identification.
I know a young woman who needed an appendectomy. She woke up in recovery to discover she was given a tubal ligation.
Would you be willing to do a reaction to some oddball reddit stories, such as the infamously titled "swamps of Degobah" which simply goes into detail of a surgery that got "messy". Theres channels called Whang, Radio TTS and Dr. Hallowed that transcribe and /or add commentary to reddit stories in that vein, it would be interesting to hear a doctor's perspective describe and inform about these stories, like details about the conditions, procedures, if a story sounds fake or exaggerated etc. Equal parts shock value and informative commentary
Had a dentist pull a tooth that should have required a malifaxsurgeon . He knew f’d up immediately. A 45 minute extraction turned into 3 hours of torture while he slammed down tools on my chest blurting out fuxck fuxck repeatedly .
Now I have communication between nasal and oral cavities and constant sinus infections. I should have sued that guy
Having a upper body MRI for 45 minutes wasn't bad. Having to listen to Reggie for the whole time was annoying
I remember being a paramedic student and the looks i would get from PTs when I told them i was a student 😂. Luckily I never made any major mistakes. But the uneasy looks will stay with me for life 😂.
I remember when I got hand surgery to repair a Bennett's fracture, they wrote something on my good hand like "No" or "Don't operate" or something like that. I was like "oh yeah, good idea" 😅
Thanks you Doctor Raynor for describing the surgical pause procedure. It's such a good idea, and feels so obvious, but I'm sure this took real brains to actually think of to implement.
I understand the need for new docs, nurses, etc to have actual training with patients, books and cadavers can only do so much. I always volunteer when somebody asks me if they can have students around, the more the merrier, but the docs, nurses and dentists are perched on their shoulders like hawks, just watching every little movement. Except 1 time. I have a very notorious medial vein (nurses will know that one), and this nurse student could not poke it correctly. After you've missed the physical manifestation of an ideal median vein 6 times, I politely asked her to give me the needle, poke myself with it (I had experience with IVs, and no, not because of drugs) and done. I think her teacher noticed that, so I felt kinda bad for her. Not too much the next day when a whole hematoma covered my ulnar fossa.
I understand I created this problem for myself, and I always accept that fact and never complain but... Whenever I need to get blood work or any intravenous injection I have the same experience as the second story. I'm an IV drug user and my veins are all messed up, I have no issue getting them, but when any doctor tried it feels like they are digging around blind hitting everything along the way except for the vein. I had to have a CT scan recently for a mass in my throat, and 5 separate lab techs/doctors tried for 1 hour straight, giving up in the end I got the CT without the injection.
The small space and loud noises are not the only things that cause problems during an MRI! (patient wise) They also blow cold air and if you have Raynuads it straight up burns you. I had a bad nurse or tech (not sure which) get mad at me because I moved to make sure the blanket covered my skin because the MRI was burning me and other doctors have told me that if something cold burns that I need to stop it from happening so it doesn't damage my blood vessels. There was no way I was about to let it burn my skin for 45 minutes.
That was my second MRI and I can report that the first one didn't have any issues as the nurses made sure to cover my skin. The only "bad" thing they did was not tell me I could have given them my phone to play music I liked instead of just the generic music played. I don't have issues with closed spaces or the noise but it would have went by faster if I liked the music playing
My dad died from bile duct cancer that extended into a portion of his liver 2 years ago exactly once the 15th hits. The initial surgery to remove cancer masses went from an expected 4hrs to a long 8hr procedure as the imaging didn’t reveal just how bad the issue was. We just begged the surgeon to get him off the table alive. The surgeon had wanted to resect the entire lobe of the affected liver but the other half of my dad’s liver was too small to sustain life if he did. So the surgeon said he did all he could to hopefully remove all the masses…
I feel like my family was juggled around and never given straight answers by anyone and we were even sent home to do wound care on our own for him.. I feel like if we had the option to be in a more wealthy area, maybe I’d still have my dad. I know doctors and nurses are overworked extensively but it was my dad. He was 55 and I watched for 7 months as he slowly withered away until his oncologist told him any attempt with chemo would straight up kill my dad in his current state. My dad died within 72hrs of that appointment. Like he knew he was too tired to keep going. I still am scared and distrustful of doctors
If you think these stories are bad, well... Someone in my city (Man in his late 40s) had their penis amputated over a miscommunication, when it was the patient in the bed next to him who was actually scheduled for the procedure.. This man was just in to get surgery on his leg after a fracture but ended up having to pee through a tube.
Within the past year, I've had rotator cuff surgery and a knee replacement. In both cases, in addition to all the questioning about which side we're doing, the prep nurse gave ME a Sharpie and had ME make an "X" on the proper shoulder or knee. I'm sure if it ever came down to court testimony, they would be sure to make me testify that I was the one who made the mark.
Not a horror story, but on the comment that doctors have to learn. I had to get an spinal tap tp check up on some symptoms (thankfully it was ok), and i realised the guy doing this was interning in neurology. Nice chap. He put me on my side, and chose my side where i know something is not as it should be, i just never did an xray on it. The needle was not going in and i proposed to sit. As he was trying to find a way to get in, i realised another doctor was behind us, probably overviewing, but discreetly. The intern was probably sweating. I counted 8 needle marks afterwards. He kept telling me to relax, i replied with funny remarks to get him to not stress (i am meditating...i fell asleep between contractions etc) which got him chuckling, and the other doctor, which is how i understood she was there. He finally got thru, and all went according to plan. They have to learn, and he was supervised....to be fair, the intervertebrate space he was trying to get thru is probably damaged as it always bothers me, and they have to learn how to navigate this.
When I was having my wisdom teeth cut out I woke up in the middle of surgery and could hear the squish and grind of him digging around in my mouth and I could feel the sting and cut, but it wasn't too bad until suddenly it was and as soon as I winced the nurse looked at me and said "he's awake" and less than 15 seconds later I was waking up with gauze shoved in my mouth. So it took them about 30 seconds to two minutes to figure out I was awake and immediately changed.
I forgot to tell them that I had eaten earlier before the procedure so that's likely why I woke up.
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In the case of Mr. Piano (I hope I’m spelling that right?) I’m wondering if the short term memory loss could also be related to multiple anesthesia exposures?
More of a dentist horror story but still relevant.
I was getting a wisdom tooth extracted and at the start it's all going by the book, local anesthetic is doing its job, everything is nice and numb and I'm actually getting bored internally debating what movie I'm going to watch on the couch later.
Then about halfway through the procedure I internally go "wait a second. Should I be feeling this?" Coming to the realization that the anesthetic is wearing off far earlier than advertised. I make some mental calculations about my options and conclude that trying to tell the dentist would potentially end badly what with a tongue flapping about in his work area with sharp tools around and what would come out would probably be unintelligible anyway so I just sat there and dealt with it until he was done.
Overall, rather unpleasant experience but I did walk out with a rather high tolerance to pain so overall worth it
I can corroborate with the MRI injection story. Had to get that done in my right hip joint a few years ago because it seemed to be popping out of the socket. Putting the needle in was uncomfortable and they did that fine, but I wish they would've given me general anesthetic for the actual injecting part. It hurt so bad that I was screaming and crying to the point my mom was crying *with* me as she watched them do it. The experience absolutely gave me a bit of medical trauma.
here is a fun one, a while back I had to get a tooth pulled, dentist kind of messed up the local anastatic, I am happy to be able to say I now know what it feels like to have a tooth shatter in your jaw, 100% would not recommend, also ended up with 4 missing teeth instead of just 1 , the gift that never stops giving right
I was part of a team that had to process the medical malpractice suits for all those poor folks that got the spinal injections from New England Compounding.
Thank god they amputated the correct leg for me... kinda hard to miss since it was purple, but you never know.
A nursing intern threw tip of my thumb away upon arrival to hospital from ambulance.
The bowels story reminded me of a horror that seems too surreal to be true, yet is completely plausible. A patient was having surgery done on his abdominal area with the surgeon using a bovie cautery pen. Unfortunately, at some point, his bowel was perforated, allowing flammable gasses to leak into the surgical field while the cautery was in use. The gasses mixing with oxygen and the electric cautery spark caused a eruption of flame that traced back into the bowels, severely burning the patient inside and a little outside.
Been worked on by a Surgeon training in ortho, not one problem with the work. However, a friend went in for an op on one side of his foot and the Ortho surgeon, did the other. This was after the same consultant surgeon had placed rods in his back following an RTC and they ripped out through the skin, meaning the whole op had to be redone once they got him to hospital. The life long pain has caused him severe problems, since the age of 18 and robbed him of his career.
Im glad that my mri for my ankle went well, but my god did it hurt keepin it in the correct position for 15 minites straight. The pain burned to the point of going cold. It was nothing the radiographers did, just my ankle hurting so much in a position that shouldnt hurt but does from an injury that we were investigating
Oh the foot amputation reminded me, about a year ago I had surgery on my inner ear which went perfectly. Anyways, in the call leading up to the surgery where they go over your health history and give you directions and whatnot, they mentioned off the cuff that the issue was in the left ear, which it was not. The right was the issue. This delayed the surgery for a week while insurance had to reissue their authorization. I am certain with all the checks and balances it would not have gone all the way to a completed surgery before it was noticed but errors do happen. Make sure you keep an eye on them. PS my surgery was done by a new surgeon doing the procedure for the first time and was a smashing success. I didn't even need pain meds.
If a Dr convinces their patient to have a surgery they don't need, & the surgery ends up causing the patient to have health issues they wouldn't otherwise have, does the patient signing the pre-op waver forfeit a law suit? I know someone who had surgery on their vocal cords & it caused more problems than they started with.
A nerve block in the underarm area for orthopedic surgery on the lower arm is an "interesting" experience. Obviously done while awake and since a local is being administered by the injection. no preliminary deadening is done. Yep a 4"+ needle is repeatedly moved around the nerve sheath putting the agent into the sheath, not the nerves. Your "attendance" and attention is necessary to help the anesthesiologist to insure the agent is not placed where it shouldn't go so you get to tell them if it is successful. A real fun process, had it done twice for 2 different surgeries on the same arm since the first didn't take.
You're obviously not a 'Pancake maker' wasting one deliberately.
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