The most painful experience of your life

[Nomi]

I have three memorable ones. In the second grade, playing on a wooden set during recess, a 2 inch long wooden chip from the handrail sliced into my hand between the thumb and index finger. It was removed by my father with tweezers, piece by piece, since it was the first day of school and they didn't have my medical card to authorize treatment otherwise.

2, I fell off a horse. Fucked my back up. It's still not so great.

3, dislocated my elbow snowboarding. A fat guy trying to ski crashed into me and my elbow landed under him. Ow.

[Type Ryan]

Horses will own you if you're not careful.

Tad off-topic, but here's a "Would Have Probably Caused Death" experience.

One time, Josh and I had to rotate the screen in one of his arcade cabinets from a vertical position to a horizontal position. Well, the thing is, apparently this process requires certain tools and more people than what was required at the time, but we said, "Fuck it" anyway.

As we're about to engage in lifting this monstrosity of a screen, Josh tells me to be mindful of the red wire in the back of the screen. I asked why and he said that it would pretty much kill us due of the electrical charge built up.

Luckily, we were able to make the switch without frying ourselves, but that was one of the more stupid things I've done in my life.

[Rumpy]

Confirmation on kidney stones being horrific. Mine didn't hurt coming out, it was broken up really small. But before that? Holy shit. It's seriously the closest I'd imagine you can get to feeling an Alien bursting through your chest. Only lower and to the left or right.

I had knee and hip surgery around 14, I consider that the worst part of my life. Lots of pain (I think this is what kept me from seeing why people take pain killers for fun, I had a morphine drip during this and it only took the edge off. My brain associates extreme shittiness with it I guess). Rehab for knee surgery fucking BLOWS.

[Dyne]

Dude, I've heard that's some crazy painful shit.

it's not something that somebody should ever want a 2nd time. unfortunately the girl in the room with me got the bad end. they "missed" twice so before they got to me i said "if you fuck up i WILL stab you with the needle".

imagine fetal position (which i hate like spreading toes. spread vertibrae just freaks me out). the needle feels like this real stupid and hard pressure at first and then a wicked pop, then the fires of hell enter the spot, then really bad sustained pain.

[Port]

Yeah, never work with cabs unless you discharge the monitor first. The anode is deadly.

[Thief Silver]

Kidney stones are my greatest fear in life.

[Josh]

we said, "Fuck it"

I forgot we did that. lol that shit was dumb.

but we got street fighter 3 out of it...

[Rich]

3rd strike or bust imo

[Ryan]

Yeah, never work with cabs unless you discharge the monitor first. The anode is deadly.

I rotate my astro city all the time. The monitor has a metal basket around it and all I do is grab the frame, lift, and rotate. No need to discharge all the time.

[George]

My second place story took place in a Bennigan's when I was 10 years old. I was there with my parents and my aunt and uncle visiting from Colombia. Around dessert time I tell them I have to go to the bathroom. Feeling that I'd be able to go unescorted, they let me go.

Now, when I say the bathroom doors there were big, I mean it in all possible ways. The doors were extremely thick, heavy and tall. 100+ pounds easily, and they were on a swinging double hinge. I go inside with some struggle and take a piss. On the way out I slip on the tile floors, as it had gotten a little wet from the sink, or mopping, or whatever. This is just as I manage to push the door open. I slip to my knees and spread my arms out to keep from falling on my face. What came next was a serious jolt of excrutiating, bone crusing pain.

In throwing my arms out, the middle finger of my right hand entered the swinging hinge of the monstrous bathroom door. In mere seconds the door swung back and literally crushed my finger, and happily started swinging inward again. My finger had been double hinge crushed, leaving the top of it literally dangling by a small strip of flesh. Screaming and wailing, I ran full speed toward my table. Before I could even make it there my father had perked up and met me halfway. Without saying anything he charged behind the bar serving customers and hijacked the sink. He washed off the already gushing blood and saw what I just described: a barely attached nail and dangling skin.

I made it to the hospital within 20 minutes, and was forced to witness my finger literally being sewn back together, franken-style. It was actually a miracle that they were able to re-construct it, and to this day it's a little longer than it should be, and the odd thing is if I feel pain near the top I don't feel it anywhere else. Some nerves were severed I guess. The pain, as awful as it was, still doesn't compare to the appendicitis, but it has that charm of being visibly grotesque as opposeed to fairly unseen.

EDIT: Thanks to this incident I came into a few thousand dollars as per the following settlement. I think it got me my college computer and some money towards tuition.