When I got my wisdom teeth polled, it was right after I broke up with my boyfriend, of whom’s name was Jesse. When I woke up I kept asking my mom for Jessie over and over and over again. Finally his mom came over bringing him along with her and he said hi and I just stared at him glared and said you know I want the dog. My grandma’s wiener dog was also named Jesse.
“Pubies!” I really hope he pronounced it just like that in the room. 😆 All I remember hazily is being prepped to be moved off the operating table afterwards and someone saying, “we got a fighter! Hold her arm down”......because apparently I backhanded some poor medstudent in the face with my fist who was only there to watch my gallbladder removal for his education (it was a teaching hospital.) I was only 13...the surgeon (a truly lovely man) just laughed and told my parents surgeons need to be knocked down a peg sometimes and to be glad their daughter had a hell of a right hook. Now I ALWAYS WARN the staff when they ask if you’ve ever had a previously bad reaction to anesthesia. I know that’s probably not exactly what they are asking, but I still feel bad about it to this day.
I can relate to these pain tolerance ones. I went in for appendicitis after well over a week or two of pain only to get turned away because I didn't seem to be "in enough pain". Got brought in two months later vomiting and rushed into surgery because it was bursting and I was essentially on death's door, and I was on antibiotics for a full week. I basically got shafted twice because even without the high pain tolerance, doctors tend to see girls with abdominal pain and say "well, it can't be that bad, best send her away". Girls and women do not get believed until it's nearly too late, so I'm glad I had a male GP phone ahead and fight my corner.
Have u ever had third degree sun burn? I have. It took days to even show up, and once it did I couldn't walk without being in searing agony. My back blistered and it took weeks to heal. Not the worst pain ever, but still.
Have you ever gotten sun poisoning? That shit REALLY hurts. And now I can't be outside in the sun for mire than 10 minutes without feeling like in going to throw up. I had to go to the hospital and they took 2 layers of skin off my arms. I was awake the whole time and it was the most painful experience of my life. Not to mention that I was only 5 or 6.
I had sun poisoning covering my whole back and the front of both legs. Never went to the doctor or hospital for it. I also drove a high performance 1973 Z-28 Camero with a competition clutch that took a lot of effort to push in.
My uncle was in the navy. One of his navy buddies needed surgery. Before he was put under he warned the doc to not stand close to him when he woke up. After the surgery when he was being wheeled to the recovery room he jumped up and punched out the doc. My uncle did the same thing, punch you out if you were close to him when he woke up
Nick C neither him nor my uncle served during wars, so they never saw combat. My uncle spent most of his time in the Navy as a teacher. He worked on the electronics for ships for 5 years and was deployed on a ship for his last year.
My appendix rupture last year and I was so scared I was gonna say some weird shit after the anestesia, turns out I just kept thanking everyone all the time for helping me
Let me just say, as someone with a medical needle phobia, that it's really about the needles entering my veins and taking blood out or putting something in that terrifies me. I'd have little to no issue with getting poked by a sterile sewing needle, but a hollow medical needle going for a vein is horrific. Just speaking for myself though!
I had that needle phobia for over 60 years, I nearly died and got kids cream to numb the area and a butterfly needle for blood tests. I went into renal failure with severe sepsis in June. After two ops and another next week, I can do it without cream now. Still don't like it.
Totally agree! It's the idea of having something foreign in my body that really gets to me. I've had a really bad ingrown fingernail dug out without a shot for anesthetic as a child, and refused numbing when getting fillings done for fear of having a needle in my body. I've actually had a sewing needle stuck half way in my calf before, was sitting cross legged and didn't realized I'd lost it until I got up, and that was far less traumatizing than even being in the same room as surgical needles, including the part where I had to pull it back out myself and could feel the muscle tensing around the needle, lol. I'd rather go through the pain instead of getting the shot, I'm a coward lol
I have severely deformed hips. I sleep with my legs creased for some reason It. Drives. Medical. Personal. Batshit. Nuts. They'll immediately start ripping through my bedding searching for my feet. I don't know why that freaks them out so much.🤷♀️
As a medical personnel I can say it's because a very common thing we check is your pulse in your feet. Especially if you've had surgery on your legs or hips. Basically it assures us that blood flow is still going and we don't need to amputate your feet or legs, etc. So if we can't find them, you have a moment of panic because if we're look at your foot and it's all shriveled or black, we're screwed.
Just got vacs for flu for 2019. I decided on my own. And i'm glad I did. I've already had customers come in sick af and i'd rather not be sick with the flu tbh.
I had mouth/dental surgery after a 4-wheeler wreck. I was waking up and the doctor assistant had his arm next to my face. He had a huge sleeve of flower tattoos. I started rubbing my bandaged face on his arm trying to "smell the pretty flowers"
I have a medical story. I had a lump on my collarbone area that was harmless until it started swelling up. I was visiting my mother in California when she and my brother looked at it and said that it was larger than normal and I should go see a doctor. I made an appointment with my doctor the Monday after Easter. Next week was Easter and I was back home, celebrating Easter with my father's side of the family when my step-mother said to look at it (her father was in the medical field) and said that I needed to go to the ER immediately. My father and Step-mother dropped Easter Dinner with the family and took me to the ER on Easter where the nurses there sliced open the lump and drained it of the worst smelling fluids you could ever smell. My father told me that I looked as if someone shot me in the chest and I was grinning the entire time, trying to look strong. What happened later was probably one of the worst nights I ever had. I went to bed that night with unbelievable chills and spent most of the night in sickly agony, unable to sleep but unable to do much else. I called my father and stepmother who took me to my scheduled doctor's appointment where I threw up water in the sink. Went back to the ER as a precaution but I was just sick from a possible life-ending infection if I didn't go to the ER the day before. I was fine but certainly not going to work. A few weeks later, I go into surgery to remove the abscess from my chest. My stepmother kept joking on how I named the bump 'Bob' but I have no memories of this. One surgery later, I have a scar on my chest and have been healthy since. My family still joke's about how Bob nearly killed me on Easter.
The pain tolerance ones made me laugh since I’ve had over 100 blood draws since I was 6 and by 10y/o phlebotomists were very confused on why I let students dig around in my arm(twisted veins) then realized I had no reaction besides annoyance at serious bruising after, oh well. They gotta learn somehow.
A Bored Virgo I can 100% relate. I've had probably 500+ professional blood draws/IV's done throughout my life, plus I'm a 7-years-clean recovering IV heroin addict, so I've been through the absolute wringer with needles and phlebotomists. Professionals digging around for veins doesn't phase me. I'm 31 and every time I have to go for blood work for anything they tell me I have the veins of a 75-year-old, and any time I've needed an IV (and occasionally regular blood draws,) in the past, the phlebotomists bring in the vein scanner, and sometimes even a portible MRI scanner, and it regularly takes 2 hours just to get a simple blood draw for my family doctor. It's my own fault, sure, but it still takes a lot of poking and searching and concerned techs telling me "let me know if I'm hurting you!" lol. I just watch them do their thing, pretty unphased, really kind of entertained when I get friendly techs. I've had them start IV's in my feet, legs, arms, deep veins, and even my external jugular once (right side of neck,) which was just weird, but the one that sucked the absolute most was when they tried to start an IV in my right palm. Now that really sucked. Thankfully it wouldn't register and they moved on. At least I've never had to have intraosseous infusion where they essentially set up an "IV" directly into the marrow of the tibia... That's where they go when all else fails. Look that up if you get bored D:
i've been getting blood draws regularly since I was a baby because i was born without a thyroid gland. at one point you start not caring much about needles poking you lol
Post wisdom teeth surgery when I was brought home I wondered back to my room fine on my own unit I reached my bedroom door. I preceded to keep walking into the wall next to the open door as though I was a video game character.
I can relate to the kid at 56:05 I broke my arm like 3 0r 4 times and the last time I broke my arm I didn't fell a thing without and pain meds the Doc asked me how I felt and I pointed to the biggest smiley face on the chart (Something to note at this ER had a chart with faces on it to show your pain level the chart had like 5 smiley faces on it and I just said "the biggest one " and the nurse no joke said " and you didnt give him any thing?" to my mom
Yes, farmers are tough. It was during harvest season and my uncle stuck his hand in the combine to adjust a belt without the engine being completely shut down. Lost 2 fingers and part of a third one. He actually wanted just do self-treatment and wrap an oily rag around the wounds so that he could get back out in the field. He was finally convinced to at least stop long enough to go to the hospital and get stitched up. He was at the hospital for only an hour at most before he was back in action. When you are harvesting, every minute counts because the weather could turn bad at almost any time.
While I was in recovery after having my appendix removed a woman across the room kept trying to get out of bed to «go to the oil rig» and the poor nurse kept telling her «no ma’am both your legs are broken»
1:08:52 this is no joke! My dad is a Vietnam vet and he has walked on a broken ankle for a week, we pressured him to get it check and he got a boot for 6 weeks. Another time is when he cut the top of his hand mostly off. About a 8 inch sweep of skin, just hanging off, which he put a pad of gauze on it and tape it up for 12 hours. I called him out when I saw the flap hanging out and the blood on his hand dripping on the floor. My mom, a doc. Was so mad that he waited until dinner to tell any one.
I have been a Bodily Autonomy activist for a very long time, mainly from working in a hospital, the stories of ER OR etc. like the kid getting his pubes shaved without being told or obviously not getting INFORMED consent. You wouldn't believe what SOME not all medical "professionals" pull on patients... When a man was being cathed the door was wide open, the drapes wide open... and the nurse did NOT say anything when other dept staff had to enter (labs, respiratory, radiography etc) While (in comparison) a woman was adjusting the blankets (everything was covered completely the entire time) they had the drapes shut, door shut, and armed guard blocking the doorway.... Note the gender bias... FYI No matter how old you are, get an Advance Directive done... You have no idea what a grieving family will do... One patient, was literally skin and bones with IV's in EVERY part of the body even the patient's feet including the bottom of the feet... talk about painful. Think about what YOU want, make sure no one can put you through treatments you do not want. And if you want EVERYTHING possible to stay alive. Once your family is put in that situation of not knowing what you want makes it much harder....
My mother was training as a nurse. One day a very large woman was taken for an operation. As she was coming out of anaesthetic she kept asking where her chicken was. The nurses kept telling her that her chicken was roasting in the oven. In the visiting hours her husband came to visit her he was a small, thin man. It turned out that she called him her chicken.
It's beautiful that you basically have total immunity (unless you confess to something actually true) because nobody can scold you for saying something inappropriate due to the anesthesia. Same with kids, you can teach them not to say that thing but you can't really scold them if they say an ugly truth, they don't know any better lol
i have 2 medical anomalies...i'm super tolerant to pain, and downers have little effect on me. i fell and broke my sternum, never went to a doctor. had an infection in my gallbladder, terrible pain, but my doctor did not believe it was serious as i kept to my regular schedule albeit interrupted by projectile vomiting (nearly died on that one, had emergency surgery). worked jobs in construction with broken bones that had to be sorted out later.
also, when i was about 7 or 8 yrs old, i had to have a large seed wart burned off the palm of my hand. the dr came in and burned it off, then the nurse walked in with the anesthetic in a hypo to deaden it. the dr did not believe the area had not already been deadened, as i did not flinch or change expressions during the procedure. i made money in bars, later in life, involving cigarettes and cigars, but thats another story.
I am also very tolerant of pain. Broke my sternum once too and never went to the doctor. Then again, I have broke every rib at least once, as well as my back 3 times, right wrist 3 times, left wrist 1 time, the heel in my left foot, and numerous fingers and toes (lost track of how many times). When I broke the left wrist, the arm bone was severely deformed and I knew it was broke, but it still took me about 8 hours to finally go to the ER and that was just to find out how bad the break was and then had to wait a week to see a surgeon and then another week to actually get the surgery to fix it. I was driving my vehicle the entire time whenever I needed to go someplace. Never took any pain meds for the injuries. None of them work.
I drove my boyfriend home after he had his wisdom teeth extracted. He was put completely under for the procedure, so he was pretty loopy afterwards. We had about an hour long drive to get home so I stopped at a convenience store to get some drinks for the trip home. I told my boyfriend to stay in the car because he was still kind of out of it and wasn't too steady on his feet. I went in, used the restroom, and then went to pick out some drinks. All of the sudden I hear a familiar voice saying "Yeah! These ones! These ones are gonna get me laid!" I looked in the direction of the voice and there was my boyfriend trying on gas station sunglasses and loudly admiring the results. I grabbed the drinks and quickly walked over to where he was and took his arm to steady him because he was still a little wobbly. He looks at me and says (loudly) "Hey baby! I'm buying some sunglasses! Do you like them?" I said sure, and walked him to the counter to pay so I could get him back in the car. But he wouldn't stop talking. He announced to the whole gas station that I was his girlfriend and that he was going to get laid tonight because he was buying these awesome sunglasses. I'm practically dying from holding in laughter, and the cashier and other customers just look confused. I paid for the drinks and the magical sunglasses and then my boyfriend hollers that he wants to buy a pack of cigarettes (he doesn't smoke and never has). I told him no, we don't need any cigarettes, and quickly get him back to the car and he falls asleep (wearing his new sunglasses, tags still on them) when we get about 2 blocks away from the gas station. I wake him up when we get home and the first thing he says is "Where the hell did these sunglasses come from?" He didn't remember our little stop at the gas station. I had to tell him the whole story, which he found hilarious and somewhat embarrassing. He was pretty confused as to why he wanted a pack of cigarettes, though.
42:38 - I second this part about telling the vet what your pet ingested! I was an opiate addict for years and I also had a bunch of health issues so I was taking a wide array of different meds. One day, my dog got into my room (I usually keep the door closed for this very reason). I found him in there eating something and I dragged him out. I figured he had just found a pierce of food. Maybe a stray stale french fry or something. No big deal. Or so I thought, About 30 minutes later I noticed he was acting really, really weird. He was sort of dragging his back legs behind him and then he pooped all over the floor. He was panting like crazy and couldn't walk. I freaked out, thinking he'd ingested some of my medications or some of my drugs. I rushed him to the emergency vet and told the vet everything I was taking that he could have gotten into. Legal and not legal substances included. The vet was very kind and didn't even flinch when I said that. They kept my dog stable and by the end, we had come to the conclusion he'd gotten into one of my legal prescription muscle relaxers (for my migraines). Thankfully he didn't get into the opiates, but I'm glad I told the vet anyway. My dog recovered pretty quick because of how short acting the muscle relaxer was. I am now much more vigilant about keeping him out of my room at all times. We now spend time together in other areas of the house. Moral of the story: tell your vet what your pet could have gotten into. It could save their life.
when i woke up after my wisdom teeth extraction, i apparently asked everyone around if i could keep the teeth 4 or 5 times. (i could, in fact, keep the teeth. now i'm turning them into earrings!
I'm not sure if it's related to either my ADHD or the fact that I'm mildly autistic but normal anesthesia has no effect on me...instead it just makes me act like a completely normal girl (I'm capable of living on my own but I have SEVERE anxiety, tend to act like a child at times in an attempt to relive my childhood due to childhood PTSD that caused me to grow up more quickly, and am just really quirky). While under anesthesia I can run, skip, jump, and function completely normally. Needless to say I need higher dosages of anesthesia... *_BUT_* my mom decided to talk to my psychiatric about this and they arranged for me to get a medication that works similarly to general anesthetic for me to take whenever I get too stressed/anxious and it calms me down within minutes.
def has to do with the adhd. stimulants/depressants can have extremely minor or just opposite effects. i smoked a joint with my friend who has severe adhd- i could barely walk and he was completely sober. and he smoked only one time before that, so it wasn’t tolerance
I think I'm one of the people with high pain tolerance. In third grade I was walking on a pier and there was a nail coming up out of the wood and the top flat part was all rusty and chipped. I slid my foot across it and ended up with a gash that went sort of diagonally up almost to the bone. I looked down, saw the blood, and sat down to look and see what happened. It stung a little bit but did not hurt nearly as much as it should've, there was blood everywhere and a thick flap of skin was just hanging there. My sister was hysterical and I just watched as she was yelling and telling me to put pressure on it. The doctor said I needed stitches pretty badly but we were poor and my momma was a nurse so she opted to just take care of me at home. 8 years later I still have a thick raised scar on the bottom of my foot
Anesthesia story: When my son was 5 he had his tonsils removed. When he woke up and the whole drive home, he screamed "I WANT MY TONSILS BACK!" So glad my mother was driving, I was laughing too hard to be functional
i dislocated my knee last week, and while high on the green whistle i started crying because there was a sign about abuse against paramedics. and this grown ass man had to try and keep a straight face as a 15 year old girl sobs amd says "id never hurt you, why do people hurt you."
23:10 - I like how she's modifying a document that essentially says "We won't hold you liable for not doing the thing you want us to do for our own kid's safety" and they thought they could *not do what they were told and still hold the doctor liable*
Once had a nurse who had a psychotic break and was on 1200 my of thorizine per day. She stated that she was feeling fine, had no psychosis and was going to stop taking her thorizine. I told her that I had once taken 50 mg of thorizine and slept for 16 hours and here she is walking around on 1200 mg. She thought for a minute and then said that maybe she did need it. She did get better and went back to her career. ,( She actually taught at the nursing school).
42:35 Bruh, this is why I haven't made pot brownies. My cat fucking loves brownies, no bake cookies, etc. for whatever reason, and the last thing I need is him getting stoned and refusing to leave me alone for *hours*
I love the respect shown for the World War II vets. Those guys are tough as nails, Don’t discount those Vietnam vets some of those guys our beasts themselves. I know my daddy never complain about anything the guy had a ruptured bowel i’m not sure how it feels I’ve never experienced it myself but never said a word the only way my stepmom knew he was in trouble was he started having delirium and talking about stuff that made no sense she called 911 immediately. He also had a heart attack didn’t even know it until years later when they found the scar tissue on his heart. That guy is my hero he always will be. The only time he ever showed any kind of fear was in hospice when he told us he was afraid he didn’t know how to die and didn’t know what he was supposed to do. We told him to just relax and know that we loved him and it was OK if he felt like he had to go to don’t worry about us. I miss Him more than words could ever express. I love you daddy!!!!!
I had a colonoscopy and they put me under. When I came too the anesthesia put me in the worst mood possible. I lashed out at the closest person which happened to be a nurse. I went off on this poor woman. I called her every foul name I could come up with. I mean I laid into her. Made her cry. The next day I came back up there, gave her some flowers and apologized profusely. She accepted the apology and understood that wasnt me but the anesthesia
1:03:44 haha my dad drove a 1/2 inch drill bit all the way through his hand at work. He walked into his bosses office and showed it to the boss. His boss passed out. My dad went to the hospital to get it removed. Once it was removed and his hand healed some days later he went back to work and gave the drill bit to his boss.
I have a decent pain tolerance when it comes to my bones. When I was 13 I hurt my finger in PE whilst catching a ball, I put an ice pack on it and didn't do anything about it until my friends pointed out that it looked broken. I went to the hospital and I hadn't just broken it, the joint on my finger was split in half and the rest of my finger was absolutely shattered. Took no pain meds and I barely felt it
Seatbelts do save lives as everyone knows, but it is NOT a 100% guarantee... A family member was in a crash, 3 people inside she was seatbelted, I personally went into the van, saw the blood and mangled seatbelt she was ejected and killed. The other two were not seatbelted they both lived. We had to view the body to decide on open or closed casket. We saw the burn marks in her skin.... Again seatbelts save lives, but do not ever think it is a 100% guarantee.
I had a really weird reaction a couple of years ago. I suddenly became extremely itchy. I'm talking literally itchier than I've ever been in my entire life all over my whole body. Began breaking out in hives. No allergies to anything, since that's my first thought. But I made my Mom go out and buy a bottle of benedryl, since there was no trouble breathing or swelling in my throat. Which is what I was really wary about. I was ready to call 911 at the first sign of breathing trouble. I hopped in the shower while my Mom went to the store to help the itchy and scrubbed myself raw with a pumice stone. 20 minutes later I took 2 benedryls when my Mom got back and within 15-30 minutes I was feeling better and was able to get out of the shower. I took another benedryl a few hours later to be sure and the reaction never came back. I still to this day have no clue what it was. I had an allergy test when I was a teenager that yielded no positive results. Though I was in my 30s when this happened. So maybe I've got an allergy to something. I know after cleaning really dusty areas my nose gets really runny and stuffed up. So I'm Sure I've got new allergies.
52:50 I once went to the doctors because i had fallen pretty badly in a jumprope accident. The first guy i went to confirmed that my elbow could'nt have been broken because then i would have been in much worse pain. Turns out the X-ray said otherwise
I have been put under twice as far as I can recall, but didn't do or say anything interesting or embarrassing. My sister, however, had a similar wisdom tooth extraction to mine and apparently afterwards she decided to have a one-person wheelchair race down the hallway but missed the handles for the wheels.
My aunt ginger had asthma that would get bad when she would have any dary she would have a severe asthma attack that would put her in the hospital that woman was an amazing person when she was alive
Laughed at the story about why doctors are notoriously late due to people have "laundry lists" of problems, I'm the polar opposite of this where my last doctors appointment caught my doctor up by a fair bit as I was in and out in under a minute. Doc: What can I do for you? Me: I'm getting dizzy and have some vertigo, I think I may have some cerumen impacting my tympanic membrane but I can't see, can you please confirm or deny? Doc: You're exactly right Me: Thanks Doc Doc: Wait, don't you want a script for earwax softeners? Me: Nah, Olive oil and syringing does just as well, if it doesn't work I'll go to the audiologist and get a scraping done Doc: Can't argue there
My mom told me about this; Apparently when I was a super young baby, I had to get vaccines and stuff. So the doctor had me on the table, needles ready beside him. But it took him a while because as soon as he reached for a needle I started scooting away, so he set it down and dragged me back up to him. Picked up the needle; I scooted back. It went on for a while before he called in a couple nurses to hold me still and give me the shots.
I was 8. Woke up with my stuffed rabbit having bandage on it just like mine. I screamed out lowd and shouted that they had neutered it just like the cat. You didn't tell me! He wasn't old enough
There are several notes in my medical records telling doctors and nurses that when I wake up from anesthesia, I don't react well. Im not a violent person so I know that can't be the reason. So It must be somethign I say when waking up. I really wish I knew what it was XD
In sixth grade, I took my phone to visit a friend right after a surgery of hers (I think it was appendix, but I'm not sure). I decided to interview her. Me: "What's your name?" Her: "...it's Tennis. Duh." Me: "What's your favorite sport?" Her: "Potato" Me: "How old are you?" Her: "Tree..." Me: "Why-" Her: **glaring** "Are you done, Carrot?" Me: "...my name isn't Carrot, it's [my name]" Her: "No, your name is Carrot" Me: **dies laughing**
Does anyone know how people react to propofol for a colonoscopy? I had it and when I woke up, all the medical staff in the room looked at me like the felt sorry for me. Do patients talk on propofol? Do abuse survivors freak out during the procedure? I wish I had some idea what happened.
I am the same as the ice hockey lad. Lidocaine doesnt work on me. I've had 12 lumbar punctures with no numbing because the hospital didnt check my medical records. I also had a wisdom tooth removal with same drug. Didnt tickle.
Ugh. I have low sensitivity to lidocaine, but large enough amounts of it will eventually work for me, so I can relate to an extent, starting dental work including two wisdom tooth removals with insufficient anesthesia (that's how it was discovered that lidocaine's is only marginally effective for me) but I can't even imagine the procedures you mentioned with totally ineffective lidocaine D: That's just awful. Why didn't they try novocaine, procaine, or medical cocaine? Unless you don't get effects from anything in the entire lidocaine family. I'd think it'd be time to move on to using nitrous oxide at that point.
@@ObeyCamp I am actually pretty hsrdcore so didnt realise with the wisdom tooth one. On the lumbar punctures I was pretty ill so couldn't explain I have elhers danlos syndrome and that's why It was so hard to get the needle into my spinal cord without hitting nerves/Cartilage. I screamed a lot. I ended up on theatre on a whole lot of midazolam and found a happy place 😂. They should've read my history really!
I had my wisdom teeth out a few days ago, and apparently the nurses had a hard time stopping me from chewing on the gauze they put there to absorb the blood. According to my mom they would tell me to stop and I would try to say "but it's yummy" haha.
Oh god, it would suck SO much being conscious while someone performed CPR on you. This would be MUCH worse than most people imagine. 2 minutes of CPR is probably going to be pretty damn painful. Do you know how hard/deep they have to compress your chest for proper CPR? Press your hand against your chest right now. Do it good and hard and notice how stiff your ribcage is. Don't worry, you aren't going to be capable of pushing hard enough with your own hand, but just get an idea of how hard someone would actually have to push on your chest to achieve ANY compression at all while I describe this: Now imagine lying on your back with someone straddling you, pressing on the center of your upper chest with the entire weight of their upper body, their shoulders and elbows locked, pushing down with 'such' force that, 100x/minute, their hands push your chest a depth of 2 full inches/5 full cm. (100 bpm is, interestingly, approximately the tempo of the song "Stayin' Alive") The depth they'd have to achieve to put direct pressure on your heart takes so much force, and ribs are so rigid, that CPR commonly results with a cracked sternum or broken rib or two (about 30% of the time, people who survive a situation requiring CPR wake up with a cracked sternum or broken rib(s) ) Ribs heal, but death doesn't, so it's okay, but CPR's so not gentle! It doesn't tickle lol. Experiencing CPR while conscious would probably be as painful as it is scary. F that!
There are cases where someone can be conscious when they are going into surgery. They can feel everything. Every cut, every tug, *everything* . Some woman on TH-cam talks about her experience and it was so terrifying/painful for her that she suffers from PTSD, night terrors and idk about anything else from the surgery.
Colonoscopy. Told the knock out dude as he pushed the knock out juice that damn he was good and we needed to party. As a 40 year old woman that's just embarrassing.
I don't remember this, but I was told when I came out of anesthesia after a laparoscopy, I had a panic attack and they had to sedate me again because I was basically inconsolable (kinda glad I don't remember it)
As it turns out the Hepatitis B vaccine isn't 100% effective, either. My doctor thought I might have it a while ago and had me tested, but I didn't. Thank goodness. I just thought that was useful info to pass along. I was always under the impression that vaccines were 100% effective.
They should tell people that so no conspiracy claims.... They should also give the "paperwork" BEFORE they inject any patient... Sneaky people give more vaxx than what was first consented too... They just claim they told you... no way to prove they did NOT tell you...
I had my wisdom teeth out the day after Thanksgiving the other year, all four in one go. Because I snore, the doctor decided that it was best that I didn't get fully knocked out. Then he gave me the lidocaine, waited just long enough for it to start kicking in, and went to work. I had the nitrous mask on, but he got so close he kept moving it away, he was very rough, and altogether he was just rushing. Either he wanted to get home really fast, or he was going for a new personal best for speed on four wisdom teeth at once. I call his technique 'Full Contact Dentistry'. Afterward I went through dozens of gauze pads, slept most of each day, and felt like hell. Glad I got all four out in one sitting though.
I accidentally punched a soccer ball kicked by someone while trying to save the goal (I did save it) but the impact caused my radius to chip and it was also a pretty bad sprain, I nearly passed out at first but when everyone gathered around I said “sorry I’ll get off the field, I don’t want to delay the game.” And walked off right then. Eventually the school convinced me to get it checked because I was insisting it was just a sprain despite it looking like it was severely dislocated with the swelling
Ah yes fighting docs. I has to. Have a root canal on a tooth I shattered and I warned the doc I'm a puncher you if I'm not numbed right and or you poke wrong. Well he was like sure and I wasn't numbed good enough so when it throbed hard I decked him into the corner. A nurce came running in since the assistant had to work on me and from what I was hearing the doc was sounding like the quarterback in the water boy when Bobby tackled him and was saying who there who there
MS or not I can get behind the theory that everyone experiences pain differently theme. I had a cyst that my internist (surgeon) removed. He nearly gagged after opening it and loudly exclaimed how TF did I possibly sit down on that?!? (it was on my lovely manly rump) Also me; anytime I have something in my eye "Ow ow ow, F@@@ get it OOOOOOUUUWT"
I am a retired medical technologist. When I see a new doctor, I let him know that I spent many years as a medical professional. I do that because I hate being talked down to. I want to know exactly what they are thinking and what their plans are for treating me. Did that with one of my specialists; he stopped treating me like as if I was clueless and started treating me like a colleague. I think it improved our relationship.
Chefs are also a different breed when it comes to pain tolerance. I got 2nd/3rd degree burns on the entirety of my palm once and couldn't understand why the ER wanted to discharge me with percocet. I also had an argument with the ER staff the last time I had a kidney stone because they kept trying to give me morphine and I kept saying "no just give me some tylenol and get me in and out so I can go home"
im a younger guy. when i broke my wrist i asked the EMT's if i could still play Piano after. (a very old joke) both the EMT's who were younger didn't get it, but my father-in-law, and a maintenance tech there installing a heater (ski hill) both started laughing. felt good. the U shape in my wrist not so much.
I have already found a sewing needle the hard way. I went to play with my daughter in the walker when she was real little and found the needle with my hand. It went in and broke off resting across 2 joints where the fingers meet the hand. Went to the ER to get it removed. They injected it with numbing agent and waited about 10 minutes for it to take effect and then sliced in. It wasn't numb at all and I told the doctor that. He gave me another shot of numbing agent and waited again and cut in again. Still no numbness at all. He looked at me and said "It isn't numb still? and I said no, I was still feeling everything but since he hit the needle with that cut, that he might as well continue. He then spread the cut open and was able to see the needle and pick it out and then stitched everything back up. It never did go numb and the doctor was shocked. Never even took any pain meds for it. That pain was very minimal compared to the pain I live with daily so I am kind of used to pain and don't take any pain meds for anything. Have found that none seem to work for me. Taking a pain med is like eating a M&M candy for all the good it does for me.
OMG 0:49 in another video asking about things said before going under anesthesia someone said they asked what the safe word was when the speculum was placed in their mouth 😂😂😂
My dad got scalped by a horse that was sadly passing away because of horse sickness. The horse kicked his head and the hoof scrapped his scalp back like a flap. Needed around 30 stitches i think. He just hated the headache that came with the scalping.
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0:44 killed me with the "what's the safe word" omfg
Wait a minute... all those wrong pronounciations, but it manages to say "Worcestershire sauce". WTF
QT Luna welcome to the future
They shaved my P U B I E S
@@randomxnp thought it was war-shestire...
The voice reading is British XD
@Izzy ___ not to mention whenever it reads the word "read", it always pronounces it in the wrong tense...
Love these hour long ones. Keep them up man
Bad kitty. Good videos.
These doctor videos never get old, like an anti-vaxx child.
hahahaha
Shane is quaking
But that joke is
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When I got my wisdom teeth polled, it was right after I broke up with my boyfriend, of whom’s name was Jesse. When I woke up I kept asking my mom for Jessie over and over and over again. Finally his mom came over bringing him along with her and he said hi and I just stared at him glared and said you know I want the dog.
My grandma’s wiener dog was also named Jesse.
@ katasoarus rex
Damn 😂 poor ex
which one of ur teeth won the poll?
(SATIRE)
I think you won that break-up.
Relatable
“Pubies!” I really hope he pronounced it just like that in the room. 😆
All I remember hazily is being prepped to be moved off the operating table afterwards and someone saying, “we got a fighter! Hold her arm down”......because apparently I backhanded some poor medstudent in the face with my fist who was only there to watch my gallbladder removal for his education (it was a teaching hospital.)
I was only 13...the surgeon (a truly lovely man) just laughed and told my parents surgeons need to be knocked down a peg sometimes and to be glad their daughter had a hell of a right hook.
Now I ALWAYS WARN the staff when they ask if you’ve ever had a previously bad reaction to anesthesia. I know that’s probably not exactly what they are asking, but I still feel bad about it to this day.
i never fail to find it hilarious how they pronounce pubes
PUBEEZ!
I can relate to these pain tolerance ones. I went in for appendicitis after well over a week or two of pain only to get turned away because I didn't seem to be "in enough pain". Got brought in two months later vomiting and rushed into surgery because it was bursting and I was essentially on death's door, and I was on antibiotics for a full week. I basically got shafted twice because even without the high pain tolerance, doctors tend to see girls with abdominal pain and say "well, it can't be that bad, best send her away". Girls and women do not get believed until it's nearly too late, so I'm glad I had a male GP phone ahead and fight my corner.
Have u ever had third degree sun burn? I have. It took days to even show up, and once it did I couldn't walk without being in searing agony. My back blistered and it took weeks to heal. Not the worst pain ever, but still.
I agree on that one. I fry in the sun and have had sun poisoning a few time. Never went to the ER but they are painful.
You should go the the er for any 1st degree over your whole body, 2nd degree bigger than your palm, and any kind of 3rd degree burn.
Have you ever gotten sun poisoning? That shit REALLY hurts. And now I can't be outside in the sun for mire than 10 minutes without feeling like in going to throw up. I had to go to the hospital and they took 2 layers of skin off my arms. I was awake the whole time and it was the most painful experience of my life. Not to mention that I was only 5 or 6.
Redhead. Fire Island. August. 1970s. Nuff said.
I had sun poisoning covering my whole back and the front of both legs. Never went to the doctor or hospital for it. I also drove a high performance 1973 Z-28 Camero with a competition clutch that took a lot of effort to push in.
My uncle was in the navy. One of his navy buddies needed surgery. Before he was put under he warned the doc to not stand close to him when he woke up. After the surgery when he was being wheeled to the recovery room he jumped up and punched out the doc. My uncle did the same thing, punch you out if you were close to him when he woke up
That's called 'PTSD.'
Nick C neither him nor my uncle served during wars, so they never saw combat. My uncle spent most of his time in the Navy as a teacher. He worked on the electronics for ships for 5 years and was deployed on a ship for his last year.
My appendix rupture last year and I was so scared I was gonna say some weird shit after the anestesia, turns out I just kept thanking everyone all the time for helping me
That's so wholesome
Let me just say, as someone with a medical needle phobia, that it's really about the needles entering my veins and taking blood out or putting something in that terrifies me. I'd have little to no issue with getting poked by a sterile sewing needle, but a hollow medical needle going for a vein is horrific. Just speaking for myself though!
agreed
For me it's a trauma thing. F
I had that needle phobia for over 60 years, I nearly died and got kids cream to numb the area and a butterfly needle for blood tests. I went into renal failure with severe sepsis in June. After two ops and another next week, I can do it without cream now. Still don't like it.
So weird. I'm covered in tattoos but still have to close my eyes when I get a shot or blood drawn. 🤷🏽
Totally agree! It's the idea of having something foreign in my body that really gets to me. I've had a really bad ingrown fingernail dug out without a shot for anesthetic as a child, and refused numbing when getting fillings done for fear of having a needle in my body. I've actually had a sewing needle stuck half way in my calf before, was sitting cross legged and didn't realized I'd lost it until I got up, and that was far less traumatizing than even being in the same room as surgical needles, including the part where I had to pull it back out myself and could feel the muscle tensing around the needle, lol. I'd rather go through the pain instead of getting the shot, I'm a coward lol
I have severely deformed hips. I sleep with my legs creased for some reason It. Drives. Medical. Personal. Batshit. Nuts. They'll immediately start ripping through my bedding searching for my feet. I don't know why that freaks them out so much.🤷♀️
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As a medical personnel I can say it's because a very common thing we check is your pulse in your feet. Especially if you've had surgery on your legs or hips. Basically it assures us that blood flow is still going and we don't need to amputate your feet or legs, etc. So if we can't find them, you have a moment of panic because if we're look at your foot and it's all shriveled or black, we're screwed.
@@kitkat8546 i was gonna say, it's like their worried we ate them or something
What do you mean creased? Crossed? Or is this a local term for tucked up near your torso?
Just got vacs for flu for 2019. I decided on my own. And i'm glad I did. I've already had customers come in sick af and i'd rather not be sick with the flu tbh.
I had mouth/dental surgery after a 4-wheeler wreck. I was waking up and the doctor assistant had his arm next to my face. He had a huge sleeve of flower tattoos. I started rubbing my bandaged face on his arm trying to "smell the pretty flowers"
I have a medical story. I had a lump on my collarbone area that was harmless until it started swelling up. I was visiting my mother in California when she and my brother looked at it and said that it was larger than normal and I should go see a doctor. I made an appointment with my doctor the Monday after Easter.
Next week was Easter and I was back home, celebrating Easter with my father's side of the family when my step-mother said to look at it (her father was in the medical field) and said that I needed to go to the ER immediately. My father and Step-mother dropped Easter Dinner with the family and took me to the ER on Easter where the nurses there sliced open the lump and drained it of the worst smelling fluids you could ever smell. My father told me that I looked as if someone shot me in the chest and I was grinning the entire time, trying to look strong.
What happened later was probably one of the worst nights I ever had. I went to bed that night with unbelievable chills and spent most of the night in sickly agony, unable to sleep but unable to do much else. I called my father and stepmother who took me to my scheduled doctor's appointment where I threw up water in the sink. Went back to the ER as a precaution but I was just sick from a possible life-ending infection if I didn't go to the ER the day before. I was fine but certainly not going to work.
A few weeks later, I go into surgery to remove the abscess from my chest. My stepmother kept joking on how I named the bump 'Bob' but I have no memories of this. One surgery later, I have a scar on my chest and have been healthy since. My family still joke's about how Bob nearly killed me on Easter.
The pain tolerance ones made me laugh since I’ve had over 100 blood draws since I was 6 and by 10y/o phlebotomists were very confused on why I let students dig around in my arm(twisted veins) then realized I had no reaction besides annoyance at serious bruising after, oh well. They gotta learn somehow.
A Bored Virgo I can 100% relate. I've had probably 500+ professional blood draws/IV's done throughout my life, plus I'm a 7-years-clean recovering IV heroin addict, so I've been through the absolute wringer with needles and phlebotomists. Professionals digging around for veins doesn't phase me. I'm 31 and every time I have to go for blood work for anything they tell me I have the veins of a 75-year-old, and any time I've needed an IV (and occasionally regular blood draws,) in the past, the phlebotomists bring in the vein scanner, and sometimes even a portible MRI scanner, and it regularly takes 2 hours just to get a simple blood draw for my family doctor.
It's my own fault, sure, but it still takes a lot of poking and searching and concerned techs telling me "let me know if I'm hurting you!" lol. I just watch them do their thing, pretty unphased, really kind of entertained when I get friendly techs.
I've had them start IV's in my feet, legs, arms, deep veins, and even my external jugular once (right side of neck,) which was just weird, but the one that sucked the absolute most was when they tried to start an IV in my right palm. Now that really sucked. Thankfully it wouldn't register and they moved on.
At least I've never had to have intraosseous infusion where they essentially set up an "IV" directly into the marrow of the tibia... That's where they go when all else fails. Look that up if you get bored D:
Same. I have deceptive veins (they seem deeper than they are, they roll a lot, etc.,). My mom said I'd be a failure as a heroine addict.
I know right. Only my blood draws have been going on since I was a little baby in the NICU.
i've been getting blood draws regularly since I was a baby because i was born without a thyroid gland. at one point you start not caring much about needles poking you lol
Post wisdom teeth surgery when I was brought home I wondered back to my room fine on my own unit I reached my bedroom door. I preceded to keep walking into the wall next to the open door as though I was a video game character.
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Glitch in the matrix
Actually sounds like something that would happen with a lagging video game character. 😂😂😂😂
I can relate to the kid at 56:05 I broke my arm like 3 0r 4 times and the last time I broke my arm I didn't fell a thing without and pain meds the Doc asked me how I felt and I pointed to the biggest smiley face on the chart (Something to note at this ER had a chart with faces on it to show your pain level the chart had like 5 smiley faces on it and I just said "the biggest one " and the nurse no joke said " and you didnt give him any thing?" to my mom
Yes, farmers are tough. It was during harvest season and my uncle stuck his hand in the combine to adjust a belt without the engine being completely shut down. Lost 2 fingers and part of a third one. He actually wanted just do self-treatment and wrap an oily rag around the wounds so that he could get back out in the field. He was finally convinced to at least stop long enough to go to the hospital and get stitched up. He was at the hospital for only an hour at most before he was back in action. When you are harvesting, every minute counts because the weather could turn bad at almost any time.
While I was in recovery after having my appendix removed a woman across the room kept trying to get out of bed to «go to the oil rig» and the poor nurse kept telling her «no ma’am both your legs are broken»
5:03 that killed me, just imagining the broad Scottish accent. "I'm nay happy about this."
1:08:52 this is no joke! My dad is a Vietnam vet and he has walked on a broken ankle for a week, we pressured him to get it check and he got a boot for 6 weeks. Another time is when he cut the top of his hand mostly off. About a 8 inch sweep of skin, just hanging off, which he put a pad of gauze on it and tape it up for 12 hours. I called him out when I saw the flap hanging out and the blood on his hand dripping on the floor. My mom, a doc. Was so mad that he waited until dinner to tell any one.
I have been a Bodily Autonomy activist for a very long time, mainly from working in a hospital, the stories of ER OR etc. like the kid getting his pubes shaved without being told or obviously not getting INFORMED consent. You wouldn't believe what SOME not all medical "professionals" pull on patients... When a man was being cathed the door was wide open, the drapes wide open... and the nurse did NOT say anything when other dept staff had to enter (labs, respiratory, radiography etc) While (in comparison) a woman was adjusting the blankets (everything was covered completely the entire time) they had the drapes shut, door shut, and armed guard blocking the doorway.... Note the gender bias...
FYI No matter how old you are, get an Advance Directive done... You have no idea what a grieving family will do... One patient, was literally skin and bones with IV's in EVERY part of the body even the patient's feet including the bottom of the feet... talk about painful. Think about what YOU want, make sure no one can put you through treatments you do not want. And if you want EVERYTHING possible to stay alive. Once your family is put in that situation of not knowing what you want makes it much harder....
My mother was training as a nurse. One day a very large woman was taken for an operation. As she was coming out of anaesthetic she kept asking where her chicken was. The nurses kept telling her that her chicken was roasting in the oven. In the visiting hours her husband came to visit her he was a small, thin man. It turned out that she called him her chicken.
lol!
It's beautiful that you basically have total immunity (unless you confess to something actually true) because nobody can scold you for saying something inappropriate due to the anesthesia. Same with kids, you can teach them not to say that thing but you can't really scold them if they say an ugly truth, they don't know any better lol
i have 2 medical anomalies...i'm super tolerant to pain, and downers have little effect on me. i fell and broke my sternum, never went to a doctor. had an infection in my gallbladder, terrible pain, but my doctor did not believe it was serious as i kept to my regular schedule albeit interrupted by projectile vomiting (nearly died on that one, had emergency surgery). worked jobs in construction with broken bones that had to be sorted out later.
also, when i was about 7 or 8 yrs old, i had to have a large seed wart burned off the palm of my hand. the dr came in and burned it off, then the nurse walked in with the anesthetic in a hypo to deaden it. the dr did not believe the area had not already been deadened, as i did not flinch or change expressions during the procedure. i made money in bars, later in life, involving cigarettes and cigars, but thats another story.
Damm
Rega ruby
I am also very tolerant of pain. Broke my sternum once too and never went to the doctor. Then again, I have broke every rib at least once, as well as my back 3 times, right wrist 3 times, left wrist 1 time, the heel in my left foot, and numerous fingers and toes (lost track of how many times). When I broke the left wrist, the arm bone was severely deformed and I knew it was broke, but it still took me about 8 hours to finally go to the ER and that was just to find out how bad the break was and then had to wait a week to see a surgeon and then another week to actually get the surgery to fix it. I was driving my vehicle the entire time whenever I needed to go someplace. Never took any pain meds for the injuries. None of them work.
I drove my boyfriend home after he had his wisdom teeth extracted. He was put completely under for the procedure, so he was pretty loopy afterwards. We had about an hour long drive to get home so I stopped at a convenience store to get some drinks for the trip home. I told my boyfriend to stay in the car because he was still kind of out of it and wasn't too steady on his feet.
I went in, used the restroom, and then went to pick out some drinks. All of the sudden I hear a familiar voice saying "Yeah! These ones! These ones are gonna get me laid!" I looked in the direction of the voice and there was my boyfriend trying on gas station sunglasses and loudly admiring the results. I grabbed the drinks and quickly walked over to where he was and took his arm to steady him because he was still a little wobbly. He looks at me and says (loudly) "Hey baby! I'm buying some sunglasses! Do you like them?" I said sure, and walked him to the counter to pay so I could get him back in the car.
But he wouldn't stop talking. He announced to the whole gas station that I was his girlfriend and that he was going to get laid tonight because he was buying these awesome sunglasses. I'm practically dying from holding in laughter, and the cashier and other customers just look confused. I paid for the drinks and the magical sunglasses and then my boyfriend hollers that he wants to buy a pack of cigarettes (he doesn't smoke and never has). I told him no, we don't need any cigarettes, and quickly get him back to the car and he falls asleep (wearing his new sunglasses, tags still on them) when we get about 2 blocks away from the gas station.
I wake him up when we get home and the first thing he says is "Where the hell did these sunglasses come from?" He didn't remember our little stop at the gas station. I had to tell him the whole story, which he found hilarious and somewhat embarrassing. He was pretty confused as to why he wanted a pack of cigarettes, though.
42:38 - I second this part about telling the vet what your pet ingested! I was an opiate addict for years and I also had a bunch of health issues so I was taking a wide array of different meds. One day, my dog got into my room (I usually keep the door closed for this very reason). I found him in there eating something and I dragged him out. I figured he had just found a pierce of food. Maybe a stray stale french fry or something. No big deal. Or so I thought,
About 30 minutes later I noticed he was acting really, really weird. He was sort of dragging his back legs behind him and then he pooped all over the floor. He was panting like crazy and couldn't walk. I freaked out, thinking he'd ingested some of my medications or some of my drugs.
I rushed him to the emergency vet and told the vet everything I was taking that he could have gotten into. Legal and not legal substances included. The vet was very kind and didn't even flinch when I said that. They kept my dog stable and by the end, we had come to the conclusion he'd gotten into one of my legal prescription muscle relaxers (for my migraines). Thankfully he didn't get into the opiates, but I'm glad I told the vet anyway. My dog recovered pretty quick because of how short acting the muscle relaxer was. I am now much more vigilant about keeping him out of my room at all times. We now spend time together in other areas of the house.
Moral of the story: tell your vet what your pet could have gotten into. It could save their life.
Man, when I got my wisdom teeth out, after I woke up and on my way out I told everyone I saw that I loved them. I was 16.
when i woke up after my wisdom teeth extraction, i apparently asked everyone around if i could keep the teeth 4 or 5 times. (i could, in fact, keep the teeth. now i'm turning them into earrings!
I'm not sure if it's related to either my ADHD or the fact that I'm mildly autistic but normal anesthesia has no effect on me...instead it just makes me act like a completely normal girl (I'm capable of living on my own but I have SEVERE anxiety, tend to act like a child at times in an attempt to relive my childhood due to childhood PTSD that caused me to grow up more quickly, and am just really quirky). While under anesthesia I can run, skip, jump, and function completely normally. Needless to say I need higher dosages of anesthesia...
*_BUT_* my mom decided to talk to my psychiatric about this and they arranged for me to get a medication that works similarly to general anesthetic for me to take whenever I get too stressed/anxious and it calms me down within minutes.
def has to do with the adhd. stimulants/depressants can have extremely minor or just opposite effects. i smoked a joint with my friend who has severe adhd- i could barely walk and he was completely sober. and he smoked only one time before that, so it wasn’t tolerance
I think I'm one of the people with high pain tolerance. In third grade I was walking on a pier and there was a nail coming up out of the wood and the top flat part was all rusty and chipped. I slid my foot across it and ended up with a gash that went sort of diagonally up almost to the bone. I looked down, saw the blood, and sat down to look and see what happened. It stung a little bit but did not hurt nearly as much as it should've, there was blood everywhere and a thick flap of skin was just hanging there. My sister was hysterical and I just watched as she was yelling and telling me to put pressure on it. The doctor said I needed stitches pretty badly but we were poor and my momma was a nurse so she opted to just take care of me at home. 8 years later I still have a thick raised scar on the bottom of my foot
Oh man. "We were poor" should never be considered when it's an ER matter. What's wrong with this country.
“Dude, you had wrist surgery. No one touched your balls...” I’m in fucking hysterics
Anesthesia story: When my son was 5 he had his tonsils removed. When he woke up and the whole drive home, he screamed "I WANT MY TONSILS BACK!" So glad my mother was driving, I was laughing too hard to be functional
i dislocated my knee last week, and while high on the green whistle i started crying because there was a sign about abuse against paramedics. and this grown ass man had to try and keep a straight face as a 15 year old girl sobs amd says "id never hurt you, why do people hurt you."
23:10 - I like how she's modifying a document that essentially says "We won't hold you liable for not doing the thing you want us to do for our own kid's safety" and they thought they could *not do what they were told and still hold the doctor liable*
Once had a nurse who had a psychotic break and was on 1200 my of thorizine per day. She stated that she was feeling fine, had no psychosis and was going to stop taking her thorizine. I told her that I had once taken 50 mg of thorizine and slept for 16 hours and here she is walking around on 1200 mg. She thought for a minute and then said that maybe she did need it. She did get better and went back to her career. ,( She actually taught at the nursing school).
42:35 Bruh, this is why I haven't made pot brownies. My cat fucking loves brownies, no bake cookies, etc. for whatever reason, and the last thing I need is him getting stoned and refusing to leave me alone for *hours*
I love the respect shown for the World War II vets. Those guys are tough as nails, Don’t discount those Vietnam vets some of those guys our beasts themselves. I know my daddy never complain about anything the guy had a ruptured bowel i’m not sure how it feels I’ve never experienced it myself but never said a word the only way my stepmom knew he was in trouble was he started having delirium and talking about stuff that made no sense she called 911 immediately. He also had a heart attack didn’t even know it until years later when they found the scar tissue on his heart. That guy is my hero he always will be. The only time he ever showed any kind of fear was in hospice when he told us he was afraid he didn’t know how to die and didn’t know what he was supposed to do. We told him to just relax and know that we loved him and it was OK if he felt like he had to go to don’t worry about us. I miss Him more than words could ever express. I love you daddy!!!!!
I had a colonoscopy and they put me under. When I came too the anesthesia put me in the worst mood possible. I lashed out at the closest person which happened to be a nurse. I went off on this poor woman. I called her every foul name I could come up with. I mean I laid into her. Made her cry. The next day I came back up there, gave her some flowers and apologized profusely. She accepted the apology and understood that wasnt me but the anesthesia
1:03:44 haha my dad drove a 1/2 inch drill bit all the way through his hand at work. He walked into his bosses office and showed it to the boss. His boss passed out. My dad went to the hospital to get it removed. Once it was removed and his hand healed some days later he went back to work and gave the drill bit to his boss.
I have a decent pain tolerance when it comes to my bones. When I was 13 I hurt my finger in PE whilst catching a ball, I put an ice pack on it and didn't do anything about it until my friends pointed out that it looked broken. I went to the hospital and I hadn't just broken it, the joint on my finger was split in half and the rest of my finger was absolutely shattered. Took no pain meds and I barely felt it
The doc walks in and I say ‘hello you gangley daddy long leg lookin twat’ 🤣 in a stop cockney accent with a slur like I’ve been drunk for hours
Seatbelts do save lives as everyone knows, but it is NOT a 100% guarantee... A family member was in a crash, 3 people inside she was seatbelted, I personally went into the van, saw the blood and mangled seatbelt she was ejected and killed. The other two were not seatbelted they both lived. We had to view the body to decide on open or closed casket. We saw the burn marks in her skin.... Again seatbelts save lives, but do not ever think it is a 100% guarantee.
I had a really weird reaction a couple of years ago. I suddenly became extremely itchy. I'm talking literally itchier than I've ever been in my entire life all over my whole body. Began breaking out in hives. No allergies to anything, since that's my first thought. But I made my Mom go out and buy a bottle of benedryl, since there was no trouble breathing or swelling in my throat. Which is what I was really wary about. I was ready to call 911 at the first sign of breathing trouble.
I hopped in the shower while my Mom went to the store to help the itchy and scrubbed myself raw with a pumice stone. 20 minutes later I took 2 benedryls when my Mom got back and within 15-30 minutes I was feeling better and was able to get out of the shower. I took another benedryl a few hours later to be sure and the reaction never came back. I still to this day have no clue what it was. I had an allergy test when I was a teenager that yielded no positive results. Though I was in my 30s when this happened. So maybe I've got an allergy to something. I know after cleaning really dusty areas my nose gets really runny and stuffed up. So I'm Sure I've got new allergies.
"Lactose made him forgetful..." Mind. Blown.
52:50 I once went to the doctors because i had fallen pretty badly in a jumprope accident. The first guy i went to confirmed that my elbow could'nt have been broken because then i would have been in much worse pain. Turns out the X-ray said otherwise
I have been put under twice as far as I can recall, but didn't do or say anything interesting or embarrassing. My sister, however, had a similar wisdom tooth extraction to mine and apparently afterwards she decided to have a one-person wheelchair race down the hallway but missed the handles for the wheels.
Lmfao "MY PUBIES!"
I love you happy pupper! These silly "prizes" crack me up, thanks for the strangeness.
The one where the kid licked the guys arm... That's the first really good laugh i've had a long time. Holy shit that was funny...
My aunt ginger had asthma that would get bad when she would have any dary she would have a severe asthma attack that would put her in the hospital that woman was an amazing person when she was alive
I really like the compilations, they make good ad hoc nap time stories. Thank you! ❤️-sigma
Laughed at the story about why doctors are notoriously late due to people have "laundry lists" of problems, I'm the polar opposite of this where my last doctors appointment caught my doctor up by a fair bit as I was in and out in under a minute.
Doc: What can I do for you?
Me: I'm getting dizzy and have some vertigo, I think I may have some cerumen impacting my tympanic membrane but I can't see, can you please confirm or deny?
Doc: You're exactly right
Me: Thanks Doc
Doc: Wait, don't you want a script for earwax softeners?
Me: Nah, Olive oil and syringing does just as well, if it doesn't work I'll go to the audiologist and get a scraping done
Doc: Can't argue there
27:55 I've always liked the term "pro-plague"
Nothing like some doctor stories
1:02:24 Trust me... *_D O N O T F R I C K W I T H T H E F I N N I S H_*
Majestic Satire, indeed... so don’t mess with the Finnish!
@@finlandball1939 they will finnish the revolution for you
Is this book written by Dr. Question-Mark?
Doctors: NEVER LIE TO YOUR DOCTOR!
Also doctors: I lied to my doctor.
1 HOUR WHAT OH YES DADDY
My mom told me about this;
Apparently when I was a super young baby, I had to get vaccines and stuff. So the doctor had me on the table, needles ready beside him. But it took him a while because as soon as he reached for a needle I started scooting away, so he set it down and dragged me back up to him. Picked up the needle; I scooted back. It went on for a while before he called in a couple nurses to hold me still and give me the shots.
I was 8. Woke up with my stuffed rabbit having bandage on it just like mine. I screamed out lowd and shouted that they had neutered it just like the cat. You didn't tell me! He wasn't old enough
WTF did they do to you at 8 years old? hopefully not being neutered
There are several notes in my medical records telling doctors and nurses that when I wake up from anesthesia, I don't react well. Im not a violent person so I know that can't be the reason. So It must be somethign I say when waking up. I really wish I knew what it was XD
I can't believe you haven't asked them!
In sixth grade, I took my phone to visit a friend right after a surgery of hers (I think it was appendix, but I'm not sure). I decided to interview her.
Me: "What's your name?"
Her: "...it's Tennis. Duh."
Me: "What's your favorite sport?"
Her: "Potato"
Me: "How old are you?"
Her: "Tree..."
Me: "Why-"
Her: **glaring** "Are you done, Carrot?"
Me: "...my name isn't Carrot, it's [my name]"
Her: "No, your name is Carrot"
Me: **dies laughing**
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This makes me so happy, thank you!
Also, I love you happy pupper. Keep spreading cool stories and positivity, Updoot Reddit!
"Sly Arabian tooth theef" made me *cackle*
Does anyone know how people react to propofol for a colonoscopy? I had it and when I woke up, all the medical staff in the room looked at me like the felt sorry for me. Do patients talk on propofol? Do abuse survivors freak out during the procedure? I wish I had some idea what happened.
I don't get why you didn't ask them what happened.
I am the same as the ice hockey lad. Lidocaine doesnt work on me. I've had 12 lumbar punctures with no numbing because the hospital didnt check my medical records. I also had a wisdom tooth removal with same drug.
Didnt tickle.
Ugh. I have low sensitivity to lidocaine, but large enough amounts of it will eventually work for me, so I can relate to an extent, starting dental work including two wisdom tooth removals with insufficient anesthesia (that's how it was discovered that lidocaine's is only marginally effective for me) but I can't even imagine the procedures you mentioned with totally ineffective lidocaine D: That's just awful.
Why didn't they try novocaine, procaine, or medical cocaine? Unless you don't get effects from anything in the entire lidocaine family. I'd think it'd be time to move on to using nitrous oxide at that point.
@@ObeyCamp I am actually pretty hsrdcore so didnt realise with the wisdom tooth one. On the lumbar punctures I was pretty ill so couldn't explain I have elhers danlos syndrome and that's why It was so hard to get the needle into my spinal cord without hitting nerves/Cartilage. I screamed a lot. I ended up on theatre on a whole lot of midazolam and found a happy place 😂. They should've read my history really!
I had my wisdom teeth out a few days ago, and apparently the nurses had a hard time stopping me from chewing on the gauze they put there to absorb the blood. According to my mom they would tell me to stop and I would try to say "but it's yummy" haha.
Oh god, it would suck SO much being conscious while someone performed CPR on you. This would be MUCH worse than most people imagine. 2 minutes of CPR is probably going to be pretty damn painful.
Do you know how hard/deep they have to compress your chest for proper CPR? Press your hand against your chest right now. Do it good and hard and notice how stiff your ribcage is. Don't worry, you aren't going to be capable of pushing hard enough with your own hand, but just get an idea of how hard someone would actually have to push on your chest to achieve ANY compression at all while I describe this:
Now imagine lying on your back with someone straddling you, pressing on the center of your upper chest with the entire weight of their upper body, their shoulders and elbows locked, pushing down with 'such' force that, 100x/minute, their hands push your chest a depth of 2 full inches/5 full cm. (100 bpm is, interestingly, approximately the tempo of the song "Stayin' Alive")
The depth they'd have to achieve to put direct pressure on your heart takes so much force, and ribs are so rigid, that CPR commonly results with a cracked sternum or broken rib or two (about 30% of the time, people who survive a situation requiring CPR wake up with a cracked sternum or broken rib(s) )
Ribs heal, but death doesn't, so it's okay, but CPR's so not gentle! It doesn't tickle lol. Experiencing CPR while conscious would probably be as painful as it is scary.
F that!
There are cases where someone can be conscious when they are going into surgery. They can feel everything. Every cut, every tug, *everything* . Some woman on TH-cam talks about her experience and it was so terrifying/painful for her that she suffers from PTSD, night terrors and idk about anything else from the surgery.
Colonoscopy. Told the knock out dude as he pushed the knock out juice that damn he was good and we needed to party. As a 40 year old woman that's just embarrassing.
I don't remember this, but I was told when I came out of anesthesia after a laparoscopy, I had a panic attack and they had to sedate me again because I was basically inconsolable (kinda glad I don't remember it)
As it turns out the Hepatitis B vaccine isn't 100% effective, either. My doctor thought I might have it a while ago and had me tested, but I didn't. Thank goodness. I just thought that was useful info to pass along. I was always under the impression that vaccines were 100% effective.
They should tell people that so no conspiracy claims.... They should also give the "paperwork" BEFORE they inject any patient... Sneaky people give more vaxx than what was first consented too... They just claim they told you... no way to prove they did NOT tell you...
When I had my c-section for my son I told my anesthesiologist he was hot lol he just laughed and shook his head lol
You are lucky! My anesthesiologist for my c- section was a jerk..
Kathy K sorry
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I had my wisdom teeth out the day after Thanksgiving the other year, all four in one go. Because I snore, the doctor decided that it was best that I didn't get fully knocked out. Then he gave me the lidocaine, waited just long enough for it to start kicking in, and went to work. I had the nitrous mask on, but he got so close he kept moving it away, he was very rough, and altogether he was just rushing. Either he wanted to get home really fast, or he was going for a new personal best for speed on four wisdom teeth at once. I call his technique 'Full Contact Dentistry'.
Afterward I went through dozens of gauze pads, slept most of each day, and felt like hell. Glad I got all four out in one sitting though.
I accidentally punched a soccer ball kicked by someone while trying to save the goal (I did save it) but the impact caused my radius to chip and it was also a pretty bad sprain, I nearly passed out at first but when everyone gathered around I said “sorry I’ll get off the field, I don’t want to delay the game.” And walked off right then. Eventually the school convinced me to get it checked because I was insisting it was just a sprain despite it looking like it was severely dislocated with the swelling
When I woke up from my colonoscopy, I would tell the nurse anesthetist how cute he was... with my husband sitting beside me
Ah yes fighting docs. I has to. Have a root canal on a tooth I shattered and I warned the doc I'm a puncher you if I'm not numbed right and or you poke wrong. Well he was like sure and I wasn't numbed good enough so when it throbed hard I decked him into the corner. A nurce came running in since the assistant had to work on me and from what I was hearing the doc was sounding like the quarterback in the water boy when Bobby tackled him and was saying who there who there
MS or not I can get behind the theory that everyone experiences pain differently theme. I had a cyst that my internist (surgeon) removed. He nearly gagged after opening it and loudly exclaimed how TF did I possibly sit down on that?!? (it was on my lovely manly rump) Also me; anytime I have something in my eye "Ow ow ow, F@@@ get it OOOOOOUUUWT"
she was 14 years old and 80 pounds? That is extremely underweight.
I am a retired medical technologist. When I see a new doctor, I let him know that I spent many years as a medical professional. I do that because I hate being talked down to. I want to know exactly what they are thinking and what their plans are for treating me. Did that with one of my specialists; he stopped treating me like as if I was clueless and started treating me like a colleague. I think it improved our relationship.
Chefs are also a different breed when it comes to pain tolerance. I got 2nd/3rd degree burns on the entirety of my palm once and couldn't understand why the ER wanted to discharge me with percocet. I also had an argument with the ER staff the last time I had a kidney stone because they kept trying to give me morphine and I kept saying "no just give me some tylenol and get me in and out so I can go home"
im a younger guy.
when i broke my wrist i asked the EMT's if i could still play Piano after. (a very old joke) both the EMT's who were younger didn't get it, but my father-in-law, and a maintenance tech there installing a heater (ski hill) both started laughing. felt good. the U shape in my wrist not so much.
41:12 OMG My life has been turned upside down!
I have already found a sewing needle the hard way. I went to play with my daughter in the walker when she was real little and found the needle with my hand. It went in and broke off resting across 2 joints where the fingers meet the hand. Went to the ER to get it removed. They injected it with numbing agent and waited about 10 minutes for it to take effect and then sliced in. It wasn't numb at all and I told the doctor that. He gave me another shot of numbing agent and waited again and cut in again. Still no numbness at all. He looked at me and said "It isn't numb still? and I said no, I was still feeling everything but since he hit the needle with that cut, that he might as well continue. He then spread the cut open and was able to see the needle and pick it out and then stitched everything back up. It never did go numb and the doctor was shocked. Never even took any pain meds for it. That pain was very minimal compared to the pain I live with daily so I am kind of used to pain and don't take any pain meds for anything. Have found that none seem to work for me. Taking a pain med is like eating a M&M candy for all the good it does for me.
I need moar 1 hour compilations.
i love you. happy pupper!
"He wanted Tur-kish you." PRICELESS!
HELLO HAPPY PUPPER.
... having a rough week, need some happiness 😅
Markiplier: *Laughter Doesn't Exist*
Also Markiplier: 8:09
38:57 They.... thought that's how it should be? If I was the doctor I'd ask what color THEIR poop was.
OMG 0:49 in another video asking about things said before going under anesthesia someone said they asked what the safe word was when the speculum was placed in their mouth 😂😂😂
BRO I woke up from surgery and said "WhO aRe YoU wHeRe's mY Mom" I almost started to cry because my mom wasn't there just WOW 10 year old me
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I love you, happy pupper!
Admitted to the (ICU) eye-coo haha 😂
My dad got scalped by a horse that was sadly passing away because of horse sickness. The horse kicked his head and the hoof scrapped his scalp back like a flap. Needed around 30 stitches i think. He just hated the headache that came with the scalping.