In my story, I was the patient. I was diagnosed with brain cancer in 2015 at 16 years old. The tumor was removed with surgery, and my doctors claimed that they removed everything they could see. Unfortunately, that meant that they were unsure if they got it all, so they had my family and I travel to Philadelphia where they could perform Proton radiation on my head (This kind of machine was the only one available that was even within 1,000 miles of where my family lived. We had to stay at the Ronald McDonald house.) On my first day of treatment, the nurses briefed me on the potential side effects of this kind of therapy. They told me that sometimes you can have this 'weird blue flashing' in your eyes, as well as some mild nausea during treatment and afterwards. I went in and they strapped my head down, my face pointed upwards at the machine and my treatment started. The first few minutes were fine until I started to experience that blue flashing in my eyes. I didn't think anything of it, because I was warned that it was a possibility. Another few minutes go by, and for some reason, along with the blue flashing, a horrible burning smell began to develop in my nose that corresponded with the flashing. I tried to ignore it, but it just kept getting worse and worse as the flashing continued. Along with the nausea that came with the treatment, I was feeling extremely sick to my stomach. My face couldn't move, as it was locked down to the table in order to keep it still. I had to wave down the operators in the other room asking for help. I began to vomit inside of my face mask, and the operators had to rush in before I drowned in my own vomit. After I got out and cleaned up, I was feeling better and continued the treatment for the remainder of the duration, as my stomach felt better after throwing up. When I came out, and described to my doctors what had happened, they straight up told me that this had never happened before to any patient ever. Sadly, that was only my first treatment, and each treatment was the same. I had to use watermelon Vicks vapor rub under my nose, in order to mask the smell, and that helped some until I was finished. I'm pretty sure they use me as an example now in Philly when they brief patients on side effects. "One time we had this kid who..." hahahaha 😂 I can laugh about it now because it's over with, and I'm celebrating 8 years of being cancer free today!
That's really really incredible, it must have been terrifying at the time. Not just this story but the whole cancer ordeal. It's truly a scientific miracle that you survived and are now cancer free
No miracle, just "Oh fuck, I need to put this girl back together." Dude saw a problem, looked for info on how to handle it, and handled it as best he could.
A normal man would have deferred the girl to a specialist, a fucking hero takes the challenge and puts all of his being into helping this girl recover, and likely with no short help from God to steady his hand. Sometimes it's not the skills that count, but the sheer commitment to help. We only see miracles like this when done in the service of others, because that is when humans become capable of anything.
Maggots are actually used as a treatment in rare cases, and if not for the infestation they likely would have had to amputate the foot due to cell death. That guy got LUCKY.
When I was in the military, my Corpsman told me that when someone is hurt, you ALWAYS tell them it's not big deal and they will be OK, even if they know they are going to be dead in under a minute. Attitude plays a bigger part on survival on both the wounded and those caring for them.
Reminds me of the rat study where rats will swim way longer if they had been previously saved. Animals fight harder to survive if they have hope someone will save them.
@@gljames24Kind of reminds me of people in a way. Remember reading somewhere that animals can give hope to humans and give them a reason to keep going. Do feel that though. Mine helped with a depression.
Yup! Humans can survive insane things but only if they believe they can. No matter how bad it looks or how much you believe they are going to die in a few minutes, you always tell them it's not that big of a deal!!!!
I remember someone talking about how he got a compound fracture in the leg. He was bleeding pretty badly, but the ER team that showed up were very reassuring. "You'll be fine, this is just another day for us. You'll be all good." That was enough to calm him down, assured that everything was fine. Fast forward about 3 or 4 months, recovery was going great, and the guy found out that some of the ER team that saved him were in the building. He asked to talk to them to thank them. He said that it was through their confidence in the situation that he figured everything was alright. One of the very first things one of the ERs said was "Yeah no, we thought you were a goner." Still laughs about it to this day
LOL! I was happy when I saw the "video is about to end, now go watch this" box, glad that there weren't gonna be more gross stories someone had to live through. Buuuut, then I read the horrifying title of the "now go watch this" video, and suddenly, the gross stories didn't seem so bad.
It's has doctors in its title, are you aware that they see and deal and try to fix or fix so many things that are nice to gross, what do you want puppy dogs & kittens, Next time click on stories that don't have drs, ambos or anything in that field. I find these interesting, yet after being shot, stabbed, acquired brain injury, suicidal depression, buried alive, cut where my femoral artery was 1mm away from bleeding out when deep in the bush, 3 back injuries 2 neck injuries and much more, so these make me feel somewhat better and very informative 😮😮😊😊😊😊😊
part of the reason why the stories are so gross is because people in the US tend not to seek medical help until they really have to coz of the costs. i live in asia and i take my kids to the ped. ER if they have a fever. if it's something minor, i can take them to a local clinic. they get medical care for free in government hospitals and clinics. they have to pay in private ones but the costs are manageable even for families that make below median income. my family members have had surgeries in private hospitals and even the highest bills cost less than USD 20,000. we are a developed country according to the UN, btw. so do people here seek medical care at the first sign of trouble? yes. do doctors see gross stuff? yes. but they do so far less often and i bet the stuff they see are less gross.
@Mr._Helldiver-y6r A lot of Americans are not even half as financially secure as you. I had decent insurance coverage when I was living in the US and a visit to a cardiologist cost me over 400 AFTER insurance coverage. I spent like 5 min w/ him and he took my blood pressure?
As a kid, the doctor asked my mom if i could come back later so they could bring their med students in to see my throat, and if they could get pictures for the textbook they were writing because something about my strep throat was a super rare symptom and they were unlikely to see it in their lives otherwise. Mom (a teacher at the same university) said yes, and signed wavers, pictures were taken, a bunch of students ooh ahhed and asked me a bunch of questions about how I felt, and somewhere there is a picture of my throat in a medical textbook for being the weird kinda strep that feels just like normal strep but the spots are different colors and shapes.
when i was six and seven, i had strep throat on and off for almost the entire school year. after it finally went away, my hair started falling out! several doctors were very confused, eventually landing on the consensus that I'd had so many repeated high fevers, my hair follicles were fried. to this day- 12 years later- my hair grows very slowly. looking back, i'm kind of surprised nothing like this happened to me!
Reminds me of that one Seinfeld bit. "If they are gonna do anything medical to you, I feel you want to be in the smallest room they have. You don't want other doctors coming in and saying "Oh boy, I gotta see that! Are they really gonna do that to him?" The worst are those operating theatres, have you seen these? Do you think they scalp tickets to these things? "I got two for the Winslow tumor, I got two!"
I'm so proud of the pediatrician for actually going back to the books n studying. He took himself back to school n totally passed that test with flying colors. He DID THAT honey
My dad suffered two strokes in quick succession, and got very frustrated afterwards because half his body was paralysed. Whilst initially being very depressed, even later revealing that he wanted to kill himself but lacked the mobility to do so, once treatment started showing the first successes he became very motivated and driven. He constantly asked for more therapy, and spent every opportunity to train his movement. He got to come home rather soon (my parents live only 15 minutes away from a clinic that specialises in recovery after a stroke, so my mom would drive him there in the morning and pick him up in the late afternoon). So my dad has been at home for a while and is generally doing fine, but in the later evening his right leg gets rather weak, causing him to limp. And his handwriting gets sloppier in the late hours. So he is kinda worried and asks his doctor whether that is normal. The doctor, who from the very beginning has always been very positive and encouraging, looks him in the eye and says: "No, this is not normal. Normal would be sitting in a wheelchair, slurring your words, and having a handshake like a dead man."
No matter what solution you use (but especially not bleach): do NOT douche the cat! It messes up your pH balance and can lead to an infection. It's a self-cleaning organ and you're better off cleaning externally (and I repeat: EXTERNALLY) with water or an extremely mild unscented soap. Also, the story about the kid being taken advantage of by his mother nearly made me cry. I hope he made it out okay.
The one exception to the "Don't douche" policy: If your vagina has been constructed/reconstructed through vaginoplasty, it may not be self-cleaning, and you might have to douche then. But that's very much a niche situation.
Last Story: For any woman having similar problems. You can get small silicone covers that go over the nipple and reduce the stress on the skin. They are typically used when the nipple is too small for the child to latch on, but also work wonders to protect against overly aggressive baby teeth. I only know the German name "Stillhütchen" (literal translation: little nursing hat)
What a dog did to you? Fortunately I’ve only been nipped at by dogs. Now cats? Cats will do something to you but I love them. It’s really just this one cat niece I have. She’s a bit of a brat.
For number 8, the maggots may have actually kept the wound from getting much worse. They probably ate most of the necrotic flesh they was already there.
There are special strains of flies specifically kept for wound care because of that. Leeches can also be used to help bring blood flow back to healing tissue in some cases.
I think moreso what the poster was getting at is baffled that there were actual animals living in this guy's heel without him noticing. Remember he came in because he couldn't breath well. Nothing to do with this whole... situation.
Obligatory “not the doctor, but the patient”. I think I broke THREE records! First, the reason I was admitted in the first place: I had a large DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) spanning from my lower abdomen to my ankle (I’m 5’4 for context, so it was more than half my height), and most of the doctors were absolutely dumbfounded on how I was able to WALK the whole week before I was in hospital! Secondly! I had gone into surgery to remove clot. I don’t wake up well from anaesthetic and I POWER SPEWED all over myself, the nurse, the floor, and my bed. How, I have no idea, because I had nothing in my system because I had to fast! THIRD! Literally the next day! I had a catheter in while I was in surgery, and it was still in the day after. I needed to… go… so the nurse told me it was okay and I could just pee normally and the catheter would catch it all… I completely drenched my bed in pee. It was like I dumped an entire two litre bottle of water all over myself… the catheter was in properly, I had just managed to pee so hard I peed AROUND it, which I was told should be impossible. So yeah! Medical anomaly I guess!
Normally when catheters by pass it is due to them being blocked or partially blocked due to the sediment we can have in our urine - especially if we are very dehydrated
@@irishandscottish1829 the issue was the nurse and the doctor both checked it and apparently it was completely fine and clear, so I dunno what happened
If your constipated , usually due to the anaesthetic it can bypass too. They can also be very positional for some patients and some people just bypass all the time
Doctors are another kind of crazy. As someone who can‘t see blood and things that aren‘t how they should be without dropping to the floor i got hellish respect for everyone who does that voluntarily on a regular basis. 🥶
@@eggchomp I‘m female, but wouldn‘t exactly call myself squeamish. It‘s not an „Eww, yucky“ thing with me, it‘s an actual physical reaction „If i see blood my vision turns white and my brain turns off“-thing. Though it was a lot worse when i was small. I can look at moderate amounts now, like with the period or small cuts that you don‘t really feel, those are okay and i can use tampons and touch the period blood just fine. But giving blood per needle is something i have to do while lying down. I haven‘t seen/gotten bigger wounds for a long time now, so i don‘t know how i would handle those nowadays. So i guess at the moment it toned down to the combination of blood + percieved injury that my brain can‘t handle somehow, if that makes sense? 🤔
@@eggchomp Hi, I have sth simillar - actually, it's called hemophobia. When I was a child I could start crying even after looking at Jesus on a cross, because it was so scary to me. I had multiple panic attacks due to this fear and once I even fainted (after reading a facebook post 😅). Now I have greater control of it all, but when I have period I'm reallyyy caucious about what I'm reading/watching cause my reactions during that time are much stronger and unpredictable.
They didn’t even lie to me. Two surgeons straight out said they had never seen anything like it and didn’t even have a name for it. I have Crohn’s disease and have many many many surgeries on my intestines, with any surgery you get scar tissue. After many surgeries you get a LOT of scar tissue. Anyway, I’d been having a tremendous amount out pain for a year (more then “normal” bad pain) and finally ended up in the ER and had to have an exploratory surgery, now all this happened on top of having endometrial cancer, and it just so happened my emergency came a couple days before my cancer surgery so they did both at the same time. What they found was bands of scar tissue wrapped around my intestines like rope around a hose. My intestines were so kinked up and knotted and my incredible pain was from the scar tissue slowly tightening around my intestines and finally blocking them all up. Major abdominal surgery that opened me up completely was no big deal after the torturous pain I’d been having for a year. My recovery pain was NOTHING compared to what I’d been living, that’s how bad it had been for me. My doctors and I just call what happened “kinkage” because we don’t know what else to call it.
I’m not sure why your surgeons had never heard of adhesions causing bowel strangulation before… As a nurse in the ED it was one of the many differential diagnosis we would have for patients with abdominal pain depending on what quadrant the abdo pain was in
When I was studying for a health degree, this was brought up as a relatively common but severe side effect of intestinal surgery. It's why surgery is a last resort option
As to Story 17, i was another of those "Learning Moments", though not nearly that traumatic. When i was Pre-K they hauled an entire opthalmology teaching class at UCSF in to look at my eyes and told them "this is the first and last time you will ever see this". There's apparently pics of my eyes in medical textbooks.
@@beccad225 atypical degenerative corneal dystrophy. Basically, while your cornea is supposed to be a smooth arc in cross-section, mine looks like a mountain range.
We knew a woman... I forget what routine-ish major surgery she went in for... but when the doctors opened up her abdomen they found that ALL of her organs were BLACK and LIQUIFIED. Meaning of course that she had been in this awful awful state for a bit... but prior to surgery she had been walking around and functioning fine with only little complaints about abdominal pain. They immediately sewed her back up and took her off the anesthesia. Figuring it was a MIRACLE that she had been alive up to that point and they were just not going to touch anything and let her live as long as she had left. ... she didn't wake up from the anesthesia though...
@zerotodona1495 ikr ts HILARIOUS knowing your organs were liquefied and this could be your longest and last sleep ever! Got me rolling and laughing so hard Wowowowowowa!
My late grandfather fell from the top of an oil rig in 1948 at 19 years old. He fell some 8 stories or something close to that. He hit several things on the way down which slowed his momentum enough that the fall wasn’t fatal, though he was unconscious for a bit. When he regained consciousness, folks were working out how to get him to the nearest hospital. Some complete moron seriously asked him if he was ok, and being one of the toughest people I have ever met in my life, told the people who had gathered around he was ok enough to walk. Adrenaline and shock were keeping him from feeling the extent of his injuries. When he started trying to get up and make his way to a truck the workers had prepared to transport him to hospital, he managed to maneuver himself up from the ground. Legit told them he was ok and just got up. He wasn’t ok by any stretch of the imagination. His back was broken in several places and the bottom half of one leg still laid on the ground where he’d been sitting. They somehow managed to reattach the part of the leg, and he stayed in the hospital for god knows how long. And had over 20 surgeries on that leg throughout his life. Eventually it was discovered that there had been some sort of bone infection that caused all kinds of issues when he was in his 70’s or. So. They did some sort of treatment with beads inserted into the bone somehow, and it fixed the problem. I wonder if he could have been spared some of those surgeries if that treatment was discovered sooner.
Story 2: I guess you can say that guy really saved face. Bravo to that guy ❤ Personal story: When I got pneumonia the doctor wanted me to go to hospital but my mother knew that that would make me stressed and make it worse. Instead the doctor got my mom a machine to help me breath. I did not realize how close to death I really was because everyone was so chill. Only later did my mom say she and my doctor were very concerned about me but because I was calm and at home I had a quick recovery. This isn’t to say never go to hospital, you absolutely should, but in my case it helped me remain calm and recover to stay somewhere familiar.
a much more mild tale: when I was 16, I showed up in the ER, with a rather young looking nurse looking me over. both of my parents were there, and she started by addressing them. my parents knew what I preferred, and turned the conversation over to me enough times that she got the hint quick. I suppose she wasn't very accustomed to younger patients, or maybe just a younger patient with chronic illnesses caught her off guard. at one point, she asked me if I had any diagnosed conditions, to which I listed several. asthma was one of them. she just nodded and recorded things as I said them. after a bit more interrogation, she asks if I have any history of migraines. I said no, with a caveat, that I had in fact had a single migraine before. it was due to hypoxia, not any sort of recurring condition. she nods very professionally, starting to type- then she does a physical double take and turns back to me. "wh-why were you hypoxic-?!" "asthma..?" "wh-" "like, severe asthma?" she let out a very small "oh" as she continued writing
@@geniuz4093It’s actualy relevent to a topic because this young nurse had never seen somebody have such a severe asthma but kind of pretended that she did. This story is just not impresive in comparison to those in the video
"I'm so sorry to anyone who had to listen to that." As I sit here eating my breakfast. LOL I am so glad nothing phases me anymore. As for the patient that everyone comes to see, been there done that. I broke my jaw in a car accident when I was 17. So badly that they were discussing my case less than 24 hours later at a conference my dentist happened to be attending. He just knew it was his patient. I have had so many people look at my mouth it's a little crazy. Each time I go to a new dentist I get a million questions and they call all the hygienists in the office to come take a look. Everyone involved did an awesome job and I have very few problems from it more than 30 years later.
No matter how bad the situation is you NEVER want to tell the patient that it's the worst you have ever seen, placebo effect is a very real thing and if you tell someone that they'll be fine you increase their chances A LOT
Yep i have a family member in the uci rn, throat infection moved into the lungs, apparently they did the surgery almost inmediatly after he went to the hospital, but they told us that he was gonna be perfectly fine and not to worry. Three days later im telling the details to my aunt, a doctor, and she goes "oh its THAT bad 😰" It... wasnt reassuring to say the least. ive kept my mouth shut
The gyn story, while the symptom itself, cottage cheese looking discharge, is a common symptom of yeast infection, the _amount_ was mindboggling. I cant imagine how much that must have been itching
Yogurt's a common self treatment for yeast infections.. but I think you're supposed to put it in the other end. That's what came to my mind first and it seems like a reasonable theory.
@@llamawalrushybrid definitely 100% you’re supposed to eat the yoghurt. Never put anything in your vagina or on your vulva that isn’t prescribed by a doctor to treat a condition
This is very much a vent so I don’t really care about what anyone thinks, I just needed to get it off my chest. This is definitely the reason I’m scared of hospitals lol I was very ill at one point but the nurse we went too kept saying it was nothing. Eventually my parents got sick of the “it’s nothing he’s fine” bullcràp and basically said “if you don’t get us an appointment you will wake up tomorrow with a complaint so serious you might as well be fired already” (don’t threaten people like this normally btw, I was VERY sick) and the nurse gave in and let us see a doctor. I was told I had a blood infection and that I’d be better soon because it was a (although rather serious) common blood infection. I only found out about a year later that if my parents hadn’t threatened that nurse I would have died. The day I got in to the hospital was so close to me dying that they had to put me as a high priority intensive care patient. I was so ill that I couldn’t stand properly for weeks and I could barely stay awake for a few hours.
Not a doctor but was waiting in the ER because my sister had a blood clot, an elderly gentleman came in (probably late 60's maybe 70's) with what I can only describe as tree trunks for legs. the ER is packed, but he found a spot and sat down, probably five minutes into sitting down his legs literally burst open and tonnes of maggots just came falling out and the smell, well... it was death. just pure unadulterated death, everyone in the ER moved away and went and huddled up next to the door that kept opening and closing letting in brief moments of fresh air while he was just sitting there bent over collecting the maggots as they were falling out of his legs. was probably in that situation for an awkwardly silent 5-10 minutes before someone just walked up to the nurse at the front desk and said something along the lines of "ain't you going to do anything? the man is clearly seriously unwell, you do have a nose and capable of smelling right? look at his legs, its just maggots!", 3 minutes later some nurses and a doctor just popped by and collected him. we were there for 4 more hrs.... the smell did not go away...
@@juliawidmaier5334 I haven't the foggiest but it was definitely the worsed experience in an ER I've been in just from the smell itself. but like the scene itself didn't help.
@@Elvyne Your guess is as good as mine, quite a lot of elderly don't bother going to the doctors when they're only slightly unwell and wait until it's a major thing before they get checked out.
I’ve also had an experience with a face eating dog. It happened to me when I was a little kid at friend’s birthday party. By some miracle I didn’t have to get any stitches or undergo any form of surgery. The mangy mutt almost took out my eye and I’ve had a dislike towards small, black, Benji-looking mongrels with mild brachycephaly. I like most animals, hell, I even like most dogs, but I despise dogs that closely resemble the little hellspawn that mauled me, even though the owners said it was friendly. I freaking hate that dog.
I love dogs in general, and even have a service dog I can't live without, but I just can't stand small dogs. I'm polite about it around the owners, but 90% of the time they're terrible, loud, and bite everyone. Worse, people think it's cute. I know a lot of small dogs probably aren't naturally worse behaved. It's probably the owner thinking it'll be more low maintenance and manageable because it's small, then goes through no training effort whatsoever. I've been chased, bitten, screamed etc by tons of small dogs just walking around while their owners laugh like it's funny. Meanwhile, my large dog gets a judgemental stare everywhere we go just because of her size and coloring. I just can't...
It's literally what you describe. Idiots get a small dog, don't train it, and it gets out of hand. Just get a cat instead... jesus.@@chrisashtonlightell-west1189
I was in the hospital once for a near anaphylactic shock and my head was twice it's normal size. I guess I was a unique case since my allergic reaction was so bad, there apparently was only one case like me in another country and all the nurses came into my room and told the other nurses about my funny looking face. I was so embarassed but they really made it better since I could laugh about it with them.
I had the opposite scenario, being a patient when the doctor loses their poker face... or in this case a nurse. In my junior year of high school I had been kicked in the spine by a horse and when I arrived at the hospital (by truck instead of ambulance because fuck ambulance costs) my parents ran in and grabbed a wheelchair and met me at my bosses car. When I was rolled in for the initial questions and the nurse told me to stand up so they can weigh me I looked at my mom for help standing up and the nurse questioned my ability to stand on my own. After I told her I needed help to stand up she asked me to slide forward and lift up my shirt. Her face went white and she ran out of the room and came back about 30 seconds later to tell us there was a room ready and we need to go back immediately. Spent about a week in the hospital with Dr's constantly telling me I was an idiot for not calling an ambulance.
There are many reasons a doctor will reassure you, even if it's a massive lie, and most of them are for your benefit. Their attitude and outlook affect yours, and that in turn affects your recovery.
I don't know what I was thinking or expecting when I clicked on this. I applaud people who work in the medical field, including hospital orderlies. Your stomachs are much stronger than mine.
I legitimately almost took a last minute flight down to New York to walk into a neurosurgery meet and have as many people as possible try to figure out what the hell to do. I have a lot of conditions that overlap in rather terrifying ways including horrific scar tissue problems and, if the specialist wasn't relatively close enough to us, that convention very well might have been the only easy opportunity I would have had for somebody qualified to actually try to fix it. My doctor has absolutely said that I'm one of the most complicated cases, he has also directly stated that he would really really not like having to do another surgery and that unless my conditions become unbearable it's not really an option. I cannot begin to explain how grateful I am for surgeons, I've seen some pretty wild shit during my time at hospitals. If you ever do happen to end there for a bit, buying pizza or donuts for the nurses is both an amazing way of supporting the staff and a nearly surefire way to make sure people will actually check by on you.
I am always so impressed with surgeons and how most of them are actually psychopaths that found a path that works for both them and the rest of the people around them
One time I had a big MRSA sore on my leg. It took 3 weeks to get in to see wound care. By that time I had a dead flap of skin on it about 3x4 inches big. I had tried to pull it off on my own but it was still attached by living tissue. It definitely smelled bad, and I told the caregivers I felt self conscious but they said that they've seen and smelled worse. Now I wonder... Years back I had a 55lb tumor in my abdomen. I was seen at the regional teaching hospital. Apparently I was a good learning case for the students. I had about 20 extra people in the OR during surgery. Every day I had the attending physician and 15-20 students see me on rounds. LOTS of questions about my history and how I realized something was wrong. It was tiring but I enjoyed helping them learn about surgery for tumors and cysts and how the patient is affected.
Doctors and surgeons are just, so great at keeping calm and keeping the patient in the chill zone. I was having my first ever nerve block surgery, and I hated needles, and I couldn't be put under because my last surgery resulted in vomit going into my lungs. The doctor doing the needle work was telling me how it was done, pointed out the nerves and even showed me how my arm acted while under. (I could feel my arm, but physically I couldn't hold it up) Mind you, my arm was freaking gross. It had an infected dog bite. Dude was just so damn chill.
bones actually heal pretty well considering that the body's natural response of "throw more tissue on there" helps reinforce them and is basically the same as the original. tendons and ligaments are horrible at healing because piling more tissue just makes it harder to do their job of being supportive AND supple, on top of them not having the best blood supply anyways.
Wasn't my patient, but we had this elderly woman with heart rhythm problems. Her medical background meant we weren't gonna resuscitate her (fairly common if the doctor thinks you might either not survive the attempt, or be in such bad condition afterwards that you'd wish you didn't. CPR usually breaks ribs, which you can't immobilize like a broken leg or something, so they will invariably hurt a lot, and even if you get resuscitated, there is a high chance of other side effects, like neurological issues from your brain having been without oxygen. Non-res agreements are also always discussed with the patient, or, if they aren't in a state to give consent, family members, and only implemented upon mutual agreement. Mostly happens to old patients, naturally.), and she was, like, forty five minutes away from getting carted off to get a pace maker. I met her the first time when she coded (ie her heart stopped) and one of the nursing assistants hit the alert button. So me and half the personnel on the ward stand around her, not doing anything, and after just under a minute, she suddenly comes to again. Had all the symtoms you get after a heart attack - headache, nausea, momentary loss of bladder control. Our coordinator immediately calls cardiology, telling them to see if they could maybe squeeze in the patient a little earlier, and tells me to "keep an eye on her, just in case". So I keep the patient company while she waits for another half an hour to get her implant, and during that time her heart stops two more times. And she comes back both times. Just suddenly nods off during conversation, only to wake up again in confusion (and with more headaches and nausea, of course). As far as I know, she got her pacemaker and was fine afterwards.
I survived an Aortic Dissection at the age of 36 and I dont know if that was stressful for the vascular surgeon that saved my life or not but, he was nothing but amazing to me and my family said the same about the accompanying staff.
I work as a delivery driver and had an encounter with an unleashed, unfenced dog that was about half my height (I'm only 5'2). It growled at me and the whole time I'm looking at it I was trying to telepathically communicate to it that if it lunges at me then I WILL kick it in the throat. Not all dogs are friendly. Some of them WILL attack you. Thankfully the dog stopped growling and it was fine, but I also deliver to places where bears are common. When driving for work, it is important to have a weapon not just for shady humans - but for other animals as well.
As I am preparing to have my nose cauterized, I needed a lot of blood work done. When I got the results back the doctor says "I have never seen that before" something you never wanna hear. I had to get another test to determine if I had a rare condition and how severe it was. I didn't I just have a clotting problem nothing serious it has just led to a 4-5 hour nose bleed.
I think having realistic optimism is insanely helpful for patients. If you tell them that they can get better, and they believe that chance is real, the placebo effect does incredible things on top of the mental health aspect keeping people going Also, as a woman, the 'yeast infections'... HORROR. HORROR. HORROR.
I once had such sudden and strong pain in my lower adbomen that made me vomit my guts out, and got me unconscious for two days. No one found the cause for it, and it just fade away. One friday midday I started feeling a increasing sharp pain in my lower abdomen, around the area where the bladder is. As it got stronger, I started vomiting every 5 minutes, I felt increasingly weak, and once in the ER I passed out several times. They checked me in, and ran all sorts of tests. They gave me painkillers that barely worked. Every tests came out normal. I remember seeing the doctors coming in my room with an envelope and saying they have some results, and then their faces drop because it came out normal. No imflamation, no cysts, no stones, no infections, no gas, no obstructions, no bleeding, every organ looked normal. Slowly over the hours the symptoms and pain subsided and by the morning of the sunday I felt normal again. Everybody was dumfounded. I have the fear that whatever it was it will happen again. It felt like hands grabbing and twisting my guts, I wanted to cut my abdomen open and take out whatever was causing it.
Olive Garden too. Someone once had the most explosive diarrhea I hope I will ever have to help clean up in the handicap stall. Like it was damn near to the ceiling. Thank god one of the bussers felt pity on me and helped me clean it up. Definitely Not fucking worth only $8 an hour in 2013.
My wife (a retired RN who has worked floors, ICU, burn unit, and Hospice) and myself (a retired respiratory therapist who worked mostly in the ER and ICU) have seen SO MANY outrageously weird things during our career, that after work, the kids would always ask, “What interesting thing happened today?”
I have been spraining my right ankle in the exact same area every couple years or so for the past 10 years. One of those sprains was particularly bad and the doctor I went to about it had X-rays done and said I had the worst ankle sprain he had ever seen. Apparently, a sprain can happen if a ligament is either overstretched or torn, with tearing being the more severe form. I had torn *two* of my ligaments that time. I’m sure there are plenty of sprain cases far worse than mine, but I guess as a general practitioner he hadn’t encountered anything like that before. 🤷♀️
I once had a trident shaped stuck kidney stone that was unusual enough to warent a team of doctors keeping an eye on me during my two week hospital stay.
My friend's son was building a cabin in the backwoods. He accidentally discharged his nail gun as he was setting it down. The nail went into his buddy's eye! Drove him to the little town's hospital. They were going to remove the eye. He said no way. Pushed him into the truck and drove 80 mi to a major hospital. They removed the nail and saved his sight!!!
The Duke orthopedic doctor, in one story, he helped one of my family members. Duke is honestly the best place to go for medical care if you live in North Carolina or the southeast.
Wake Forest Baptist Hospital is excellent, too. My husband had a ureter that was scarred shut. Rather than remove the attached kidney, they made a new ureter out of a section of his small intestine. It was amazing. I will always be grateful to them.
Duke Mickelson Center just so happens to be where I was born, and where my first prosthetic valve was put in, I owe them my life, if you want to know as to why, is a condition called mitral valve insufficiency. The best way I know how to describe. It is to think about of the engine of your car, and the kind of oil that needs to go through, which is what it’s like anymore. Before then, it was like having, a gate that was closed, November 28, 1995. I don’t think any of the people who work there at the time still work there now, it’s been 20 years, just shy of 30 years, and we moved away when I was 2 1/2. We now know I have a rare medical condition, and this could be a rare complication of the condition, however, we as in the community that this disease makes up of, not suffering so much is fighters, and to anyone who lives in the area of the country I always told them to go there. Because the syndrome is so rare, a teaching hospital is usually the best place to see the specialist that we have to. The syndrome is called Alstrom syndrome, Bow discovered in the late 1940s, the bulk of the research was done in the mid 90s and the gym was not isolated until 2002. That would not close, I am sorry for what dictation mangles.
I was at a hotel when I was 3 or 4 and there was a water slide that dropped you a few inches into the pool at the end. I have no idea how, but the slide tore my foot open and soft, white bubbly stuff started coming out of it, I have no idea what it was. My mom called the ambulance to come and fix it right there at the pool deck. I’m surprised there’s not a scar there.
It's incredible how some people have no clue of the severity of their injuries. I remember once I was in the emergency room for an eye injury and an older guy in a wheelchair rolled himself in. As his wife went looking for help, while waiting for his turn he began chatting with some other people there, laughing and cracking jokes, then they asked the reason he was there because he didn't look ill. He lifted the blanket he had on his legs, turns out he was up on a ladder cutting down tree branches, he fell and the chainsaw ran right into his leg, not once but like two or three times at different angles, down to the bone. He shrugged, said we'll see what the doc tells me, then went back to the small talk. It was insane
I work in podiatry, with a surgeon who is very skilled and well known. The foot related stories on here sound like what we see pretty frequently. Necrosis, edema, maggots.. All in a days work for us. The surgeon is honestly a miracle worker with the amount of people he sees daily who would be facing amputations without his help. Yall, if you are diabetic, have neuropathy, vascular issues, kidney, liver or heart failure.. be very careful of your feet. Small wounds and pressure spots can become major issues if you don't get professional help asap.
When I was in middle school my pediatrician retired and I needed a new one. My new doctor used my little sister's old doctor when she was a baby. She always had med students with her, so all through high school I was a learning experience for cute guys training to be pediatricians. Teenager with hand, foot, and mouth. Borderline pneumonia bronchitis, etc. Every appointment she'd ask me about my sister and talk about my sister with my step mom the entire time. I eventually stopped going unless I could just go to Urgent Care. Then at 18 my parent's doctor (he's treated my dad, step mom, and brother. And from what I've been told he's regarded as one of the best doctors in the network) added me. He asked how my family is I say pretty good and then his full attention is on what's going on with me. Then at the end he reminds me to keep drinking water and to "give mom and dad my love". The best part, my doctor doesn't take med students so I never have to become a learning opportunity. I always agreed as a teen because I wanted to help new doctors, but I was still super embarrassed. I think one of my favorite moments was when I went to the doctor because half my body had gone numb while playing video games (specifically Subway Surf on my phone). According to my doctor after me reenacting how I was sitting and all, I pinched a nerve or something from sitting in the exact some position for 30+ish minutes, and that side of my body went numb (I did beat my high score at the time btw, but I've since broken it many times over). He gave me the disappointed parent look and told me that no matter how well I'm doing in a video game I need to move a bit to keep blood flow going and keep constant pressure off nerves. He also last year (at 22) had to explain that stretching before exercise extends to walking long distances, not just running and thinks I think are more intense. And every appointment he asks about my allergies and reminds me to take my allergy meds, sometimes when it's really bad he has to prescribe a second allergy med because the first can't handle how much my body hates pollen and dust.
18:24, that’s a rectal tube. it basically collects all of your fecal matter. intubated and sedated patients obviously can’t go to the bathroom, so it kinda collects everything without making a big mess. especially like he said, antibiotic associated diarrhea. however, we don’t use them out of convenience for staff because you lose rectal tone very quickly, which can lead to fecal incontinence. so they are good if indicated and if you don’t leave them in too long.
I think I experienced quite the opposite as a patient, that is, a great midwife depicted a routine condition as a big deal in order to encourage me. My baby was seconds from dying during delivery (her Apgar score was 1/10), it was a smaller hospital, so she needed to be immediately taken to a better equipped hospital, I couldn't see her at all until only 3 days later, and she was in NICU fighting for her life for 2 weeks (I've seen babies who had been there for 3 months). Despite this hard start, we succeded at breastfeeding and despite she obviously needed formula at the beginning, in some 6 weeks we transitioned to 100% breastfeeding. The midwife told me that she had never seen breastfeeding turning out successful after such a hard start, but I believe/hope that it's not true, and that many other mothers and babies got to live this amazing experience despite being separated during the very first days.
When I was a child, i dropped a sharp-edged mirror on myself, and it cut my ear in halves. It stopped in the dangerous closeness to blood vessels on the head, i was nearly killed by it. The blood was all over my body, it was brutal. I was deep in the countryside in Russia at the time, there is no hospitals nearby, just one old doctor who is also a vet. My parents rushed to that woman's house. She saw me and she managed to remain extremely calm. She stopped my blood using household items (cause again, it is a countryside), secured my wound with literally plasters and cloth (later in the city doctors told that i needed stiches but somehow managed w/o them) and told me that if i will keep the parts of my flesh attached, they will grow together again. Later i overheard her telling my mother that if i will turn on the side of this ear in sleep, i will likely bleed to death (cause no stiches). To me she said that everything will be fine i will not touch my ear. Healing was long (6 months or so) and i have a big scar and a weird ear shape now, but i am okay. I am grateful that she didn't freak out in that situation.
Just wanna say, the first story scared me, as I know that landing on your feet from a 2nd story fall can injure the hips and pelvis. You just saved me. I was planning to (not kill myself, as I’m too afraid to but I am suicidal and believe I deserve pain) jump off the 2nd floor at my school and land on my feet to injure myself. Who knows what could happen if I actually decided to go through with my plan.
My surgeon after my accident was so chill in the hospital, and then at my follow up he was like “oh thank god this is healing well, this was REALLY BAD. definitely didn’t anticipate it looking this nice.” Thanks for the confidence, man.
I accidentally sliced my knee open. I was running, fell, and cut. Blood everywhere. Got dragged home, and when we inspected the wound, I almost passed out. There was literal bone showing. Later, I got an infection, and it smelled terrible.
The opposite of this happened to me. I was in a wreck that severely broke my upper back. I was a backseat passenger and the driver's seat flew back and vertically crushed my upper body on impact. I was "folded like an accordion," according to the first responders I talked to during the trial for the person who caused the wreck. While in the hospital, the spine surgeon said it was the worst spinal fracture he'd ever worked on in his decades of practice. T3-T5 were almost completely crushed in the front, T6-T8 were severely cracked down the right back side of the vertebrae. They had to put rods in my spine to stabilize it or I wouldn't have survived, let alone been able to move ever again. Then when I saw him for a follow up 1 month after getting out of the hospital, my condition was starting to decline from what it had been when I was discharged due to complications during recovery involving anorexia, which I was trying to recover from but still having issues with, preventing me from getting the nutrients I needed and, since I was so emaciated at the time of the wreck, I didn't have enough muscle mass to hold my back up straight to ensure it healed straight, and couldn't build any muscle to help with that due to my declining condition and ongoing nutrition issues. I told him what was going on and that my back would heal curved if I didn't get proper treatment and a back brace, which he should've had me wear to begin with given the severity of the fractures. Suddenly, my spinal fractures were no big deal, I was completely fine, and didn't know what I was talking about, just because I was the one who pointed the issues out and he didn't want to admit that I knew more about what I was feeling and experiencing than he did. He refused to allow me to get treatment for anorexia and said I just straight up wasn't allowed to wear a back brace at all. Exactly what I said would happen happened, and now my back is so badly curved forward, I can't stand/sit up straight, have such severe pain that I can't sit up for more than about an hour without my pain leaving me out of commission for the rest of the day or more, and my spine is rapidly degenerating where it broke (over 3 inches in vertebral height lost in about 3 years) which is getting exponentially faster as time goes on, and worst of all, it can't be fixed without an overwhelming likelyhood of paralysis, all because that arrogant prick couldn't set his ego aside for 5 god damn minutes to listen to me and give me the care I needed early in recovery.
Have you tried a regular back brace from the store? When I injured the ligaments in my back the support was amazing. Also have you considered massage? Sorry about your back, wishing you the best, dude.
@@SheWhoWalksSilently Because of the curve in my back, it either pushes my back forward, the exact opposite of what I need, or it bends with my back and does nothing at all. I've tried so many different braces, even a "custom" brace (which wasn't made right because they refused to acknowledge the curve while making it, so they made it with a straight back, even though I specifically told them that a straight back brace would push the curve forward and make it worse, which is exactly what happened). If I had been able to wear a brace in the early stages of healing, as I should've been from the very fucking beginning, none of this would be an issue at all and my back would've healed properly. But now, my spine is damaged beyond repair, rapidly degenerating, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Damn, worst thing I've ever seen was multiple grievous wounds (you could see bone in some of them) on a dog (said dog had tried to break up a fight between two other dogs, the dog that started it got her bad).
I once took care of a child with cognitive disabilities, and especially issues with impulse control, who was out with their mum for the day. When they came back the mum was very embarrassed and distressed and I steeled myself for what was to come (I’ve seen a LOT with the kids I’ve taken care of). She told me the kid had ate a bar of soap. I was stunned but reassured her that it was okay, that I could handle it and that this wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. She was relieved and I spent half an hour on the phone with different healthcare professionals who had as much clue as me about what to do. The kid was totally fine, but it was a weird workday.
Surgeons are often massive narcissists so they have little trouble telling you they can do it however belief in your self and your patient remaining calm can do a lot for beating the odds
I had an ER doctor tell me he’s “never seen anything like this before” after I got a CT scan due to back pain. I had tumors spread through my body. My oncologist told me “one of the worst cases in the country at this moment.” Both these statements, especially the ER doctor upset me and were exactly what I was fearing to hear.
Wow, that sounds beyond tough. Wish you the best recovery, no matter what those depressing mf’s say! The “pelvis in shards” guy made it out fine as well after all.❤️👍
the pnuemonia story cracks me up bc ive had multiple family members in the hospital for various things and there is something in the meds to treat it that give you explosive diarrhea. i had to retell stories of my paternal grandma to my dad when he was refusing his breathing treatments while in the hospital and he very quickly started doing them religiously.
How do we pass by story 6…. “Not a damn thing we could do, we sent her to hospice.” And move on like a day at the park.That is terrifying if a doctor and nurses say that. You know you have a poker face when you say something nice about magots. 😅
As someone with Marfan Syndrome, I completely understand that "learning moment" comment. At my last Cardiologist appointment, he brought in a student to observe the signs of someone with my condition.
I don’t have what you do, however, I have a rare and complicated medical syndrome, it’s mild on me, but to recognize it is to find the peripheral needle in the haystack. I always welcome medical students to come and say hi, it especially because usually the syndrome is treated in pediatrics and so it’s not seen they don’t care that often.
"How did humans survive this long with all the bad stuff that can happen?" That’s the neat part. Our survival strategy hinges on being incredibly good at really niche things. We're an intelligent, social species that walks upright. Almost everything else stems from that. We can afford to be soft, squishy weak primates that essentially shoot out helpless useless offspring way too early because we put all our skill points in abilities that help us fix basically anything. We walk on two legs so we developed dexterous hands that can manipulate almost anything. We have big brains and can invent machines to do things we can't and we write down what we learn so other people can understand and build off collective knowledge. And we all take care of each other. We will see another member of our species rotting away in front of us and go "I bet we can fix that. Don't worry." And that works way more times than it ought to by pure chance. Humans have a great capacity for evil. But that’s the price we pay for dumping all our skill points in things that are also used for amazing feats of love and good will. We fight problems we barely understand with knives and poisons and somehow we win. Medicine is truly a remarkable thing.
Got halfway through the vod before going out for a breather. Not watching anything of the sort any time soon. Why did I even watch this in the first place? In any case, respect for the Doctors & Health Workers & such, also to the patients, especially the ones that held it quite well and were good. Now, I really ponder if Bleach can help clean what I've just heared and imagined. Edit: Oh, and respect to the channel & narrator. This was easier said than done to go through.
I have 2. 1 as the patient and 1 as the professional. The patient one is from when I was born. So no memory of this. My first act as a living human in the world was to pee on the doctor. I apparently had been saving up for a bit. I came out. Doctor gave me a slap, so I peed on him. As the professional, I was a medic in the military on post. A female soldier "walked" in the hospital to be seen. The story she told me was...I don't have high hopes for her generation. I'll say that. She had climbed onto her bedpost, which was wood, lowered herself onto it and penetrated herself with it. You do you I guess, but trouble came her way and she broke the bedpost off inside her. I had to leave the room and get the colonel. Mainly because she was a doctor. I handed her that one. I heard later they pulled a couple long splinters out. I don't have that anatomy but holy shit that couldn't have felt good.
I also peed on the doc when I was born, so I imagine its super common. Also story 2 is hella yikes. I do have those parts, and the fact she was walking is insane.
In my Story i was the Patient, and a really dumb one at that. Well to be honest, i should be dead by now. It was November 2006. My Best friend (at the time) and i hat a fight, where knifes eventually were drawn. He stabbed me in the gut, miraculously missing everything vital and slipping the knife between 2 folds of my intestines. That was before Smartphones were a common thing and i didnt have a cellphone either. So i was standing in the middle of nowhere, 3am and the shortest way to the nearest hospital was a 2 hour march. Well... i got marching, with a knife in my stomach. I did get through basic Firsat aid, so i cut my shirt off, rolled into a donut and wrapped it around the knife, let the knife in the wound and stabilized everything with my cut up leather Jacket (i did still have my knife at hand), before i went on my way. As i arrived in the ER, pretty much 2 hours on the dot after i got stabbed, the general doctor said everything should be fine. After all, i was still responsive and alert (able to normally talk to him). The next thing i know, is waking up and 3 days have passed. Turns out, i was in severe shock due to loosing a bit over 1 liter of my blood, showing first signs of infections due to my impromptu bandage and the admittedly dirty knife inside of my guts. Ah... and the 2 hour march to the hospital in the freezing cold without a jacket or even shirt on didnt help at all either, so i got hypothermia to top it all off. Several Doctors said afterwards that i was BEYOND lucky and shoul've definetly died on the way to the ER. Everything i just listed could've killed me on its own and it was a miracle i was still alive. Even if the knife in my guts had just nicked one intestine fold while i was stabbe and walking afterwards (the knife wasnt at all stable during my walk to the hospital), i would've died in a matter of minutes due to the bacteria in my guts causing immidiate sepsis. Only the massive adrenalin rush got me even to the hospital. I was at 93F, 78/30 and a pulse of 213 at the time i was laying on the operating table. Kudos to the straight face and assuring tone of that ER doctor just before my collapse though. He didnt even flinch or had a flicker in his eyes that hinted of how bad my situation was.
the one with the swollen genitals...i have a family member with a similar experience. He moved in with me and was always walking from the bathroom to his room naked so i bought him a robe. one day he was standing on the porch smoking (yuk but it wasn't in the house). the wind caught the robe and i caught a glimpse of his manhood. I told him, you need to go to the doctor, what is going on. We didn't know at the time but he has congestive heart failure (from the smoking) so I bugged him and he finally made a doc apt. He was already having issues getting in and out of my car, he doesn't drive. So the day of the doc apt I get up and open my door, I see my cousin across the hall in his room naked so I looked down. I saw drops of blood going from the bathroom (next to my door) towards his room and he said, I'm bleeding but I don't know from where. I was like, well i'm not going to look. Give me a min and let me think. He said ok i'll just bleed to death over here. he gets a little testy (lol) when he's upset, he gets panic attacks. I was thinking, ok how do I get him to the hospital, he's naked and bleeding and i'm a little selfish not wanting blood all over my car so that was a concern as well. So i decided i'll call 911, they'll send some guys who can help. a few mins later the fire department shows up and asks me if he has elephantiasis, i said no i'm not sure whats going on but he was supposed to go to the doc later today and is now bleeding. I gave them some basketball shorts i had since they were super stretchy and easy to get on and off and he grabbed an undershirt and they put him in the ambulance and off we went to the hospital, it was 2 mins down the street but i didn't have to deal with blood, i'm not good with blood, bad situations are fine but blood, nope. Anyway, his genitals had swollen to the size of a kids football. I was wondering why there were so many towels on the floor, he couldn't pee properly and was just standing near the toilet and then washing the towels later. So he was in the hospital for 10 days while they gave him lasix to help reduce the fluid in him. they couldn't even get a catheter in at the beginning because he was so swollen they had him just pee towards the toilet and put pads on the floor (just like home lol). he lost so much weight, like 100lbs in that time, he's always been overweight and kind of santa clause shaped so I didn't realize he was that swollen since I always saw him with pants and a tshirt on until he moved in, then i saw his legs and thought, well he's fat thats what he looks like, so i had no idea how much he'd swollen up. he takes care of himself now and gets proper medical treatment but i hope to never see football sized stuff again.
This reassuring by doctors is surprisingly important. The placebo effect applies to what the doctor tells you, and unlike with actual placebo medicine, there isn't a moral dillema in telling the patient they'll live even when they're in a near death state. It might just help them actually survive.
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In my story, I was the patient. I was diagnosed with brain cancer in 2015 at 16 years old. The tumor was removed with surgery, and my doctors claimed that they removed everything they could see. Unfortunately, that meant that they were unsure if they got it all, so they had my family and I travel to Philadelphia where they could perform Proton radiation on my head (This kind of machine was the only one available that was even within 1,000 miles of where my family lived. We had to stay at the Ronald McDonald house.)
On my first day of treatment, the nurses briefed me on the potential side effects of this kind of therapy. They told me that sometimes you can have this 'weird blue flashing' in your eyes, as well as some mild nausea during treatment and afterwards. I went in and they strapped my head down, my face pointed upwards at the machine and my treatment started. The first few minutes were fine until I started to experience that blue flashing in my eyes. I didn't think anything of it, because I was warned that it was a possibility. Another few minutes go by, and for some reason, along with the blue flashing, a horrible burning smell began to develop in my nose that corresponded with the flashing. I tried to ignore it, but it just kept getting worse and worse as the flashing continued. Along with the nausea that came with the treatment, I was feeling extremely sick to my stomach. My face couldn't move, as it was locked down to the table in order to keep it still. I had to wave down the operators in the other room asking for help. I began to vomit inside of my face mask, and the operators had to rush in before I drowned in my own vomit. After I got out and cleaned up, I was feeling better and continued the treatment for the remainder of the duration, as my stomach felt better after throwing up. When I came out, and described to my doctors what had happened, they straight up told me that this had never happened before to any patient ever. Sadly, that was only my first treatment, and each treatment was the same. I had to use watermelon Vicks vapor rub under my nose, in order to mask the smell, and that helped some until I was finished. I'm pretty sure they use me as an example now in Philly when they brief patients on side effects. "One time we had this kid who..." hahahaha 😂
I can laugh about it now because it's over with, and I'm celebrating 8 years of being cancer free today!
Wow good for you!
That's really really incredible, it must have been terrifying at the time. Not just this story but the whole cancer ordeal. It's truly a scientific miracle that you survived and are now cancer free
that's so incredible, congrats
Wow, thanks for sharing. That is quite the story
Congrats on surviving! Can’t imagine how scary it must have been at that age…
The doctor in the second story needs a goddamn medal! The dude just straight up went and did a miracle, I am geniunely amazed.
Dude really took one look at a wound he did not have even the clearance to try and treat and said "fuck it we ball"
Totally should have changed his speciality. Had a natural talent for it !
No miracle, just "Oh fuck, I need to put this girl back together."
Dude saw a problem, looked for info on how to handle it, and handled it as best he could.
A normal man would have deferred the girl to a specialist, a fucking hero takes the challenge and puts all of his being into helping this girl recover, and likely with no short help from God to steady his hand. Sometimes it's not the skills that count, but the sheer commitment to help. We only see miracles like this when done in the service of others, because that is when humans become capable of anything.
@@trevormoney8126I’m pretty sure the story specifically mentioned getting a specialist was not in the cards
Maggots are actually used as a treatment in rare cases, and if not for the infestation they likely would have had to amputate the foot due to cell death. That guy got LUCKY.
When I was in the military, my Corpsman told me that when someone is hurt, you ALWAYS tell them it's not big deal and they will be OK, even if they know they are going to be dead in under a minute. Attitude plays a bigger part on survival on both the wounded and those caring for them.
Reminds me of the rat study where rats will swim way longer if they had been previously saved. Animals fight harder to survive if they have hope someone will save them.
@@gljames24Kind of reminds me of people in a way. Remember reading somewhere that animals can give hope to humans and give them a reason to keep going. Do feel that though. Mine helped with a depression.
Hope is an actual important thing for survival.
Really bothers me when people act like it's a fools thing.
Yup! Humans can survive insane things but only if they believe they can. No matter how bad it looks or how much you believe they are going to die in a few minutes, you always tell them it's not that big of a deal!!!!
This! Either it’s true, or it’s a lie that’ll reduce the terror of the last moments of someone’s life.
I remember someone talking about how he got a compound fracture in the leg. He was bleeding pretty badly, but the ER team that showed up were very reassuring. "You'll be fine, this is just another day for us. You'll be all good." That was enough to calm him down, assured that everything was fine.
Fast forward about 3 or 4 months, recovery was going great, and the guy found out that some of the ER team that saved him were in the building. He asked to talk to them to thank them. He said that it was through their confidence in the situation that he figured everything was alright. One of the very first things one of the ERs said was "Yeah no, we thought you were a goner."
Still laughs about it to this day
Omg I love this lol
Narrator: "Can we get something less gross for the next story? Please??"
Person in charge of gathering the stories: "Absolutely not."
LOL! I was happy when I saw the "video is about to end, now go watch this" box, glad that there weren't gonna be more gross stories someone had to live through.
Buuuut, then I read the horrifying title of the "now go watch this" video, and suddenly, the gross stories didn't seem so bad.
It's has doctors in its title, are you aware that they see and deal and try to fix or fix so many things that are nice to gross, what do you want puppy dogs & kittens,
Next time click on stories that don't have drs, ambos or anything in that field.
I find these interesting, yet after being shot, stabbed, acquired brain injury, suicidal depression, buried alive, cut where my femoral artery was 1mm away from bleeding out when deep in the bush, 3 back injuries 2 neck injuries and much more, so these make me feel somewhat better and very informative 😮😮😊😊😊😊😊
part of the reason why the stories are so gross is because people in the US tend not to seek medical help until they really have to coz of the costs. i live in asia and i take my kids to the ped. ER if they have a fever. if it's something minor, i can take them to a local clinic. they get medical care for free in government hospitals and clinics. they have to pay in private ones but the costs are manageable even for families that make below median income. my family members have had surgeries in private hospitals and even the highest bills cost less than USD 20,000. we are a developed country according to the UN, btw. so do people here seek medical care at the first sign of trouble? yes. do doctors see gross stuff? yes. but they do so far less often and i bet the stuff they see are less gross.
@Mr._Helldiver-y6r nah, in the US, cost is a big factor. i agree that it's the case in other countries, though.
@Mr._Helldiver-y6r A lot of Americans are not even half as financially secure as you. I had decent insurance coverage when I was living in the US and a visit to a cardiologist cost me over 400 AFTER insurance coverage. I spent like 5 min w/ him and he took my blood pressure?
Bro, the doctor that sewed the toddler's face together is AMAZING!!! That's probably the biggest highlight of his career, holy shit
he is him
ikr truly wholesome story
As a kid, the doctor asked my mom if i could come back later so they could bring their med students in to see my throat, and if they could get pictures for the textbook they were writing because something about my strep throat was a super rare symptom and they were unlikely to see it in their lives otherwise.
Mom (a teacher at the same university) said yes, and signed wavers, pictures were taken, a bunch of students ooh ahhed and asked me a bunch of questions about how I felt, and somewhere there is a picture of my throat in a medical textbook for being the weird kinda strep that feels just like normal strep but the spots are different colors and shapes.
Sucks that you had strep throat, but that’s kind of cool that you got into a textbook lol
when i was six and seven, i had strep throat on and off for almost the entire school year. after it finally went away, my hair started falling out! several doctors were very confused, eventually landing on the consensus that I'd had so many repeated high fevers, my hair follicles were fried. to this day- 12 years later- my hair grows very slowly. looking back, i'm kind of surprised nothing like this happened to me!
Bro pulled a shiny strep throat
Reminds me of that one Seinfeld bit.
"If they are gonna do anything medical to you, I feel you want to be in the smallest room they have. You don't want other doctors coming in and saying "Oh boy, I gotta see that! Are they really gonna do that to him?" The worst are those operating theatres, have you seen these? Do you think they scalp tickets to these things? "I got two for the Winslow tumor, I got two!"
@@liamwhite3522 lmaoo
I'm so proud of the pediatrician for actually going back to the books n studying. He took himself back to school n totally passed that test with flying colors. He DID THAT honey
My dad suffered two strokes in quick succession, and got very frustrated afterwards because half his body was paralysed. Whilst initially being very depressed, even later revealing that he wanted to kill himself but lacked the mobility to do so, once treatment started showing the first successes he became very motivated and driven. He constantly asked for more therapy, and spent every opportunity to train his movement. He got to come home rather soon (my parents live only 15 minutes away from a clinic that specialises in recovery after a stroke, so my mom would drive him there in the morning and pick him up in the late afternoon).
So my dad has been at home for a while and is generally doing fine, but in the later evening his right leg gets rather weak, causing him to limp. And his handwriting gets sloppier in the late hours. So he is kinda worried and asks his doctor whether that is normal. The doctor, who from the very beginning has always been very positive and encouraging, looks him in the eye and says: "No, this is not normal. Normal would be sitting in a wheelchair, slurring your words, and having a handshake like a dead man."
No matter what solution you use (but especially not bleach): do NOT douche the cat! It messes up your pH balance and can lead to an infection. It's a self-cleaning organ and you're better off cleaning externally (and I repeat: EXTERNALLY) with water or an extremely mild unscented soap.
Also, the story about the kid being taken advantage of by his mother nearly made me cry. I hope he made it out okay.
Normally the vagina is self-cleaning, but when things get out of whack medications may need to be inserted internally. Those are doctor-prescribed.
The one exception to the "Don't douche" policy: If your vagina has been constructed/reconstructed through vaginoplasty, it may not be self-cleaning, and you might have to douche then. But that's very much a niche situation.
Not even unscented soap, there's gynecological soaps with the right Ph, so the external cleaning don't affect anything.
@@ElementalAer That's a good point.
Last Story: For any woman having similar problems. You can get small silicone covers that go over the nipple and reduce the stress on the skin. They are typically used when the nipple is too small for the child to latch on, but also work wonders to protect against overly aggressive baby teeth. I only know the German name "Stillhütchen" (literal translation: little nursing hat)
I Googled it, and the English name for them is "nipple shield."
Thank you so much for speaking up! I'll try to remember to pass that on to people around me that might need it!
Good advice.
Thanks so much for that advice
Amazing advice
I've only heard 2 of these injuries, and I'm already horrifyed. And I thought my dog bites were bad..
I’ve never heard any of these injuries. My mom works at a hospital and I bet she’s never heard of any of these injuries!
@@m1ss.cheese Dang
You lose any chunks? I did. People still ask if i am afraid of dogs. Uh. No? Why would i be?
@@seiyuokamihimura5082damn… dog bit through my top lip. wasn’t very bad though at least..
What a dog did to you? Fortunately I’ve only been nipped at by dogs. Now cats? Cats will do something to you but I love them. It’s really just this one cat niece I have. She’s a bit of a brat.
For number 8, the maggots may have actually kept the wound from getting much worse. They probably ate most of the necrotic flesh they was already there.
There are special strains of flies specifically kept for wound care because of that. Leeches can also be used to help bring blood flow back to healing tissue in some cases.
I think moreso what the poster was getting at is baffled that there were actual animals living in this guy's heel without him noticing. Remember he came in because he couldn't breath well. Nothing to do with this whole... situation.
Obligatory “not the doctor, but the patient”. I think I broke THREE records! First, the reason I was admitted in the first place: I had a large DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) spanning from my lower abdomen to my ankle (I’m 5’4 for context, so it was more than half my height), and most of the doctors were absolutely dumbfounded on how I was able to WALK the whole week before I was in hospital! Secondly! I had gone into surgery to remove clot. I don’t wake up well from anaesthetic and I POWER SPEWED all over myself, the nurse, the floor, and my bed. How, I have no idea, because I had nothing in my system because I had to fast! THIRD! Literally the next day! I had a catheter in while I was in surgery, and it was still in the day after. I needed to… go… so the nurse told me it was okay and I could just pee normally and the catheter would catch it all… I completely drenched my bed in pee. It was like I dumped an entire two litre bottle of water all over myself… the catheter was in properly, I had just managed to pee so hard I peed AROUND it, which I was told should be impossible.
So yeah! Medical anomaly I guess!
Normally when catheters by pass it is due to them being blocked or partially blocked due to the sediment we can have in our urine - especially if we are very dehydrated
@@irishandscottish1829 the issue was the nurse and the doctor both checked it and apparently it was completely fine and clear, so I dunno what happened
If your constipated , usually due to the anaesthetic it can bypass too. They can also be very positional for some patients and some people just bypass all the time
Doctors are another kind of crazy. As someone who can‘t see blood and things that aren‘t how they should be without dropping to the floor i got hellish respect for everyone who does that voluntarily on a regular basis. 🥶
Are you female or male? You don’t have to answer but in case you’re female I’ve always been curious how squeamish girls handle their periods
@@eggchomp
I‘m female, but wouldn‘t exactly call myself squeamish.
It‘s not an „Eww, yucky“ thing with me, it‘s an actual physical reaction „If i see blood my vision turns white and my brain turns off“-thing.
Though it was a lot worse when i was small. I can look at moderate amounts now, like with the period or small cuts that you don‘t really feel, those are okay and i can use tampons and touch the period blood just fine. But giving blood per needle is something i have to do while lying down. I haven‘t seen/gotten bigger wounds for a long time now, so i don‘t know how i would handle those nowadays.
So i guess at the moment it toned down to the combination of blood + percieved injury that my brain can‘t handle somehow, if that makes sense? 🤔
@@blacky_Ninja Yes it does! Thank you for answering, that’s really interesting. Have a good day :)
@@eggchomp
Glad i could help :)
@@eggchomp Hi, I have sth simillar - actually, it's called hemophobia. When I was a child I could start crying even after looking at Jesus on a cross, because it was so scary to me. I had multiple panic attacks due to this fear and once I even fainted (after reading a facebook post 😅). Now I have greater control of it all, but when I have period I'm reallyyy caucious about what I'm reading/watching cause my reactions during that time are much stronger and unpredictable.
They didn’t even lie to me. Two surgeons straight out said they had never seen anything like it and didn’t even have a name for it.
I have Crohn’s disease and have many many many surgeries on my intestines, with any surgery you get scar tissue. After many surgeries you get a LOT of scar tissue. Anyway, I’d been having a tremendous amount out pain for a year (more then “normal” bad pain) and finally ended up in the ER and had to have an exploratory surgery, now all this happened on top of having endometrial cancer, and it just so happened my emergency came a couple days before my cancer surgery so they did both at the same time. What they found was bands of scar tissue wrapped around my intestines like rope around a hose. My intestines were so kinked up and knotted and my incredible pain was from the scar tissue slowly tightening around my intestines and finally blocking them all up.
Major abdominal surgery that opened me up completely was no big deal after the torturous pain I’d been having for a year. My recovery pain was NOTHING compared to what I’d been living, that’s how bad it had been for me.
My doctors and I just call what happened “kinkage” because we don’t know what else to call it.
organ bdsm
Omg glad you're doing better
Hope you're ok❤
I’m not sure why your surgeons had never heard of adhesions causing bowel strangulation before…
As a nurse in the ED it was one of the many differential diagnosis we would have for patients with abdominal pain depending on what quadrant the abdo pain was in
When I was studying for a health degree, this was brought up as a relatively common but severe side effect of intestinal surgery. It's why surgery is a last resort option
"ive seen it all before"
*watches in horror at the parkour ability of this game player*
Yes, thank you, at last. Really cut me off the stories
the absolute abhorrent failures
As to Story 17, i was another of those "Learning Moments", though not nearly that traumatic. When i was Pre-K they hauled an entire opthalmology teaching class at UCSF in to look at my eyes and told them "this is the first and last time you will ever see this". There's apparently pics of my eyes in medical textbooks.
what was wrong w them?
@@beccad225 atypical degenerative corneal dystrophy. Basically, while your cornea is supposed to be a smooth arc in cross-section, mine looks like a mountain range.
We knew a woman... I forget what routine-ish major surgery she went in for... but when the doctors opened up her abdomen they found that ALL of her organs were BLACK and LIQUIFIED. Meaning of course that she had been in this awful awful state for a bit... but prior to surgery she had been walking around and functioning fine with only little complaints about abdominal pain.
They immediately sewed her back up and took her off the anesthesia. Figuring it was a MIRACLE that she had been alive up to that point and they were just not going to touch anything and let her live as long as she had left. ... she didn't wake up from the anesthesia though...
@zerotodona1495 ikr ts HILARIOUS knowing your organs were liquefied and this could be your longest and last sleep ever! Got me rolling and laughing so hard Wowowowowowa!
Takes "We never know what we'll see until we open up the patient" to a whole new level.
I believe that's what they call a peek and shriek
@@RealQuin💀
Wow, her body just didn't know yet that she had already died lol. Gives being dead inside a whole new meaning
My late grandfather fell from the top of an oil rig in 1948 at 19 years old. He fell some 8 stories or something close to that. He hit several things on the way down which slowed his momentum enough that the fall wasn’t fatal, though he was unconscious for a bit. When he regained consciousness, folks were working out how to get him to the nearest hospital. Some complete moron seriously asked him if he was ok, and being one of the toughest people I have ever met in my life, told the people who had gathered around he was ok enough to walk. Adrenaline and shock were keeping him from feeling the extent of his injuries. When he started trying to get up and make his way to a truck the workers had prepared to transport him to hospital, he managed to maneuver himself up from the ground. Legit told them he was ok and just got up. He wasn’t ok by any stretch of the imagination. His back was broken in several places and the bottom half of one leg still laid on the ground where he’d been sitting. They somehow managed to reattach the part of the leg, and he stayed in the hospital for god knows how long. And had over 20 surgeries on that leg throughout his life. Eventually it was discovered that there had been some sort of bone infection that caused all kinds of issues when he was in his 70’s or. So. They did some sort of treatment with beads inserted into the bone somehow, and it fixed the problem. I wonder if he could have been spared some of those surgeries if that treatment was discovered sooner.
Story 2: I guess you can say that guy really saved face. Bravo to that guy ❤
Personal story:
When I got pneumonia the doctor wanted me to go to hospital but my mother knew that that would make me stressed and make it worse. Instead the doctor got my mom a machine to help me breath. I did not realize how close to death I really was because everyone was so chill. Only later did my mom say she and my doctor were very concerned about me but because I was calm and at home I had a quick recovery.
This isn’t to say never go to hospital, you absolutely should, but in my case it helped me remain calm and recover to stay somewhere familiar.
Hope you're ok
a much more mild tale:
when I was 16, I showed up in the ER, with a rather young looking nurse looking me over. both of my parents were there, and she started by addressing them. my parents knew what I preferred, and turned the conversation over to me enough times that she got the hint quick.
I suppose she wasn't very accustomed to younger patients, or maybe just a younger patient with chronic illnesses caught her off guard. at one point, she asked me if I had any diagnosed conditions, to which I listed several. asthma was one of them. she just nodded and recorded things as I said them.
after a bit more interrogation, she asks if I have any history of migraines. I said no, with a caveat, that I had in fact had a single migraine before. it was due to hypoxia, not any sort of recurring condition.
she nods very professionally, starting to type- then she does a physical double take and turns back to me.
"wh-why were you hypoxic-?!"
"asthma..?"
"wh-"
"like, severe asthma?"
she let out a very small "oh" as she continued writing
did you read the question? how exactly is this relevant? and you realize theres no context to your comment....
@@geniuz4093It’s actualy relevent to a topic because this young nurse had never seen somebody have such a severe asthma but kind of pretended that she did. This story is just not impresive in comparison to those in the video
Lmao that sounded adorable
"I'm so sorry to anyone who had to listen to that." As I sit here eating my breakfast. LOL I am so glad nothing phases me anymore. As for the patient that everyone comes to see, been there done that. I broke my jaw in a car accident when I was 17. So badly that they were discussing my case less than 24 hours later at a conference my dentist happened to be attending. He just knew it was his patient. I have had so many people look at my mouth it's a little crazy. Each time I go to a new dentist I get a million questions and they call all the hygienists in the office to come take a look. Everyone involved did an awesome job and I have very few problems from it more than 30 years later.
At least now all the doctors have THOSE stories to tell other patients that "I've seen worse.
No matter how bad the situation is you NEVER want to tell the patient that it's the worst you have ever seen, placebo effect is a very real thing and if you tell someone that they'll be fine you increase their chances A LOT
Yep i have a family member in the uci rn, throat infection moved into the lungs, apparently they did the surgery almost inmediatly after he went to the hospital, but they told us that he was gonna be perfectly fine and not to worry.
Three days later im telling the details to my aunt, a doctor, and she goes "oh its THAT bad 😰" It... wasnt reassuring to say the least. ive kept my mouth shut
The gyn story, while the symptom itself, cottage cheese looking discharge, is a common symptom of yeast infection, the _amount_ was mindboggling. I cant imagine how much that must have been itching
The same exact thing happened in our clinic. Had never seen anything like it. Cottage cheese all over the floor. I felt so bad for the patient
Ouch that would already have my cooch and the surroundings in blisters due the irritation. Poor gal.
Yogurt's a common self treatment for yeast infections.. but I think you're supposed to put it in the other end. That's what came to my mind first and it seems like a reasonable theory.
@@llamawalrushybrid definitely 100% you’re supposed to eat the yoghurt. Never put anything in your vagina or on your vulva that isn’t prescribed by a doctor to treat a condition
My mom once referred to it as a "hairbrush infection" because that's what you really want to do. Get a hairbrush and scratch
I miss the person i was before I started this video. She was a happy soul. So carefree. So innocent.
This is very much a vent so I don’t really care about what anyone thinks, I just needed to get it off my chest. This is definitely the reason I’m scared of hospitals lol
I was very ill at one point but the nurse we went too kept saying it was nothing. Eventually my parents got sick of the “it’s nothing he’s fine” bullcràp and basically said “if you don’t get us an appointment you will wake up tomorrow with a complaint so serious you might as well be fired already” (don’t threaten people like this normally btw, I was VERY sick) and the nurse gave in and let us see a doctor. I was told I had a blood infection and that I’d be better soon because it was a (although rather serious) common blood infection. I only found out about a year later that if my parents hadn’t threatened that nurse I would have died. The day I got in to the hospital was so close to me dying that they had to put me as a high priority intensive care patient. I was so ill that I couldn’t stand properly for weeks and I could barely stay awake for a few hours.
Sometimes "it's fine" was out of kindness to calm down the situation, but sometimes it was ignorance 😂
Not a doctor but was waiting in the ER because my sister had a blood clot, an elderly gentleman came in (probably late 60's maybe 70's) with what I can only describe as tree trunks for legs. the ER is packed, but he found a spot and sat down, probably five minutes into sitting down his legs literally burst open and tonnes of maggots just came falling out and the smell, well... it was death. just pure unadulterated death, everyone in the ER moved away and went and huddled up next to the door that kept opening and closing letting in brief moments of fresh air while he was just sitting there bent over collecting the maggots as they were falling out of his legs.
was probably in that situation for an awkwardly silent 5-10 minutes before someone just walked up to the nurse at the front desk and said something along the lines of "ain't you going to do anything? the man is clearly seriously unwell, you do have a nose and capable of smelling right? look at his legs, its just maggots!", 3 minutes later some nurses and a doctor just popped by and collected him. we were there for 4 more hrs.... the smell did not go away...
jeez louis, wonder what happened to that guy, sounds like a terrible infection or elephentiasis.
How on Earth does something like this even occur, yikes!
@@juliawidmaier5334 I haven't the foggiest but it was definitely the worsed experience in an ER I've been in just from the smell itself. but like the scene itself didn't help.
@@Elvyne Your guess is as good as mine, quite a lot of elderly don't bother going to the doctors when they're only slightly unwell and wait until it's a major thing before they get checked out.
Poor gentleman, I cannot imagine...
I’ve also had an experience with a face eating dog. It happened to me when I was a little kid at friend’s birthday party. By some miracle I didn’t have to get any stitches or undergo any form of surgery. The mangy mutt almost took out my eye and I’ve had a dislike towards small, black, Benji-looking mongrels with mild brachycephaly. I like most animals, hell, I even like most dogs, but I despise dogs that closely resemble the little hellspawn that mauled me, even though the owners said it was friendly. I freaking hate that dog.
I love dogs in general, and even have a service dog I can't live without, but I just can't stand small dogs. I'm polite about it around the owners, but 90% of the time they're terrible, loud, and bite everyone. Worse, people think it's cute. I know a lot of small dogs probably aren't naturally worse behaved. It's probably the owner thinking it'll be more low maintenance and manageable because it's small, then goes through no training effort whatsoever. I've been chased, bitten, screamed etc by tons of small dogs just walking around while their owners laugh like it's funny. Meanwhile, my large dog gets a judgemental stare everywhere we go just because of her size and coloring. I just can't...
It's literally what you describe. Idiots get a small dog, don't train it, and it gets out of hand. Just get a cat instead... jesus.@@chrisashtonlightell-west1189
Trashy owners don't feel the need to train small dogs.
I was in the hospital once for a near anaphylactic shock and my head was twice it's normal size. I guess I was a unique case since my allergic reaction was so bad, there apparently was only one case like me in another country and all the nurses came into my room and told the other nurses about my funny looking face. I was so embarassed but they really made it better since I could laugh about it with them.
I had the opposite scenario, being a patient when the doctor loses their poker face... or in this case a nurse.
In my junior year of high school I had been kicked in the spine by a horse and when I arrived at the hospital (by truck instead of ambulance because fuck ambulance costs) my parents ran in and grabbed a wheelchair and met me at my bosses car. When I was rolled in for the initial questions and the nurse told me to stand up so they can weigh me I looked at my mom for help standing up and the nurse questioned my ability to stand on my own. After I told her I needed help to stand up she asked me to slide forward and lift up my shirt. Her face went white and she ran out of the room and came back about 30 seconds later to tell us there was a room ready and we need to go back immediately. Spent about a week in the hospital with Dr's constantly telling me I was an idiot for not calling an ambulance.
There are many reasons a doctor will reassure you, even if it's a massive lie, and most of them are for your benefit. Their attitude and outlook affect yours, and that in turn affects your recovery.
I don't know what I was thinking or expecting when I clicked on this. I applaud people who work in the medical field, including hospital orderlies. Your stomachs are much stronger than mine.
I legitimately almost took a last minute flight down to New York to walk into a neurosurgery meet and have as many people as possible try to figure out what the hell to do. I have a lot of conditions that overlap in rather terrifying ways including horrific scar tissue problems and, if the specialist wasn't relatively close enough to us, that convention very well might have been the only easy opportunity I would have had for somebody qualified to actually try to fix it. My doctor has absolutely said that I'm one of the most complicated cases, he has also directly stated that he would really really not like having to do another surgery and that unless my conditions become unbearable it's not really an option. I cannot begin to explain how grateful I am for surgeons, I've seen some pretty wild shit during my time at hospitals. If you ever do happen to end there for a bit, buying pizza or donuts for the nurses is both an amazing way of supporting the staff and a nearly surefire way to make sure people will actually check by on you.
I am always so impressed with surgeons and how most of them are actually psychopaths that found a path that works for both them and the rest of the people around them
One time I had a big MRSA sore on my leg. It took 3 weeks to get in to see wound care. By that time I had a dead flap of skin on it about 3x4 inches big. I had tried to pull it off on my own but it was still attached by living tissue.
It definitely smelled bad, and I told the caregivers I felt self conscious but they said that they've seen and smelled worse. Now I wonder...
Years back I had a 55lb tumor in my abdomen. I was seen at the regional teaching hospital. Apparently I was a good learning case for the students. I had about 20 extra people in the OR during surgery. Every day I had the attending physician and 15-20 students see me on rounds.
LOTS of questions about my history and how I realized something was wrong. It was tiring but I enjoyed helping them learn about surgery for tumors and cysts and how the patient is affected.
I have so much respect for medical professionals that are able to put on such good poker faces.
Doctors and surgeons are just, so great at keeping calm and keeping the patient in the chill zone. I was having my first ever nerve block surgery, and I hated needles, and I couldn't be put under because my last surgery resulted in vomit going into my lungs. The doctor doing the needle work was telling me how it was done, pointed out the nerves and even showed me how my arm acted while under. (I could feel my arm, but physically I couldn't hold it up)
Mind you, my arm was freaking gross. It had an infected dog bite. Dude was just so damn chill.
bones actually heal pretty well considering that the body's natural response of "throw more tissue on there" helps reinforce them and is basically the same as the original. tendons and ligaments are horrible at healing because piling more tissue just makes it harder to do their job of being supportive AND supple, on top of them not having the best blood supply anyways.
Wasn't my patient, but we had this elderly woman with heart rhythm problems. Her medical background meant we weren't gonna resuscitate her (fairly common if the doctor thinks you might either not survive the attempt, or be in such bad condition afterwards that you'd wish you didn't. CPR usually breaks ribs, which you can't immobilize like a broken leg or something, so they will invariably hurt a lot, and even if you get resuscitated, there is a high chance of other side effects, like neurological issues from your brain having been without oxygen. Non-res agreements are also always discussed with the patient, or, if they aren't in a state to give consent, family members, and only implemented upon mutual agreement. Mostly happens to old patients, naturally.), and she was, like, forty five minutes away from getting carted off to get a pace maker. I met her the first time when she coded (ie her heart stopped) and one of the nursing assistants hit the alert button. So me and half the personnel on the ward stand around her, not doing anything, and after just under a minute, she suddenly comes to again. Had all the symtoms you get after a heart attack - headache, nausea, momentary loss of bladder control. Our coordinator immediately calls cardiology, telling them to see if they could maybe squeeze in the patient a little earlier, and tells me to "keep an eye on her, just in case".
So I keep the patient company while she waits for another half an hour to get her implant, and during that time her heart stops two more times. And she comes back both times. Just suddenly nods off during conversation, only to wake up again in confusion (and with more headaches and nausea, of course). As far as I know, she got her pacemaker and was fine afterwards.
I survived an Aortic Dissection at the age of 36 and I dont know if that was stressful for the vascular surgeon that saved my life or not but, he was nothing but amazing to me and my family said the same about the accompanying staff.
I work as a delivery driver and had an encounter with an unleashed, unfenced dog that was about half my height (I'm only 5'2). It growled at me and the whole time I'm looking at it I was trying to telepathically communicate to it that if it lunges at me then I WILL kick it in the throat.
Not all dogs are friendly. Some of them WILL attack you.
Thankfully the dog stopped growling and it was fine, but I also deliver to places where bears are common. When driving for work, it is important to have a weapon not just for shady humans - but for other animals as well.
As I am preparing to have my nose cauterized, I needed a lot of blood work done. When I got the results back the doctor says "I have never seen that before" something you never wanna hear. I had to get another test to determine if I had a rare condition and how severe it was. I didn't I just have a clotting problem nothing serious it has just led to a 4-5 hour nose bleed.
A clothing problem is serious. Now you k ow if you need to have a major surgery in the future.
I think having realistic optimism is insanely helpful for patients. If you tell them that they can get better, and they believe that chance is real, the placebo effect does incredible things on top of the mental health aspect keeping people going
Also, as a woman, the 'yeast infections'... HORROR. HORROR. HORROR.
"Maybe it was just naive to hope for non-gross stories in this..."
Oh no my good sir. Some of the best medical stories are gross.
I thank you for your commentary, it really helps break the tension and even make me smile sometimes 😊
Heard that if they just read the reddit stories and don't add the commentary then they can't put ads onto the video
@@LadyEarthly guess that makes sense 🤔.
I heard that's not true 😉
@@LadyEarthlyNah, thats BS. I have seen plenty of reddit robot videos with no commentary that have a bunch of ads.
Imagine being that doctor who sowed that child's face back on and having a, I am the coolest person on planet earth for what I just did, moment.
I once had such sudden and strong pain in my lower adbomen that made me vomit my guts out, and got me unconscious for two days. No one found the cause for it, and it just fade away. One friday midday I started feeling a increasing sharp pain in my lower abdomen, around the area where the bladder is. As it got stronger, I started vomiting every 5 minutes, I felt increasingly weak, and once in the ER I passed out several times. They checked me in, and ran all sorts of tests. They gave me painkillers that barely worked. Every tests came out normal. I remember seeing the doctors coming in my room with an envelope and saying they have some results, and then their faces drop because it came out normal. No imflamation, no cysts, no stones, no infections, no gas, no obstructions, no bleeding, every organ looked normal. Slowly over the hours the symptoms and pain subsided and by the morning of the sunday I felt normal again. Everybody was dumfounded. I have the fear that whatever it was it will happen again. It felt like hands grabbing and twisting my guts, I wanted to cut my abdomen open and take out whatever was causing it.
The "grin and hum to prevent throwing up" sounds interesting. Might need to test it at work. (You see and smell some things at Walmart)
Olive Garden too. Someone once had the most explosive diarrhea I hope I will ever have to help clean up in the handicap stall. Like it was damn near to the ceiling. Thank god one of the bussers felt pity on me and helped me clean it up. Definitely Not fucking worth only $8 an hour in 2013.
@@Li-ck8ekI'd quit and walk out
For bowel preps like #13, always have a LINED bedside commode RIGHT next to the bed.
My wife (a retired RN who has worked floors, ICU, burn unit, and Hospice) and myself (a retired respiratory therapist who worked mostly in the ER and ICU) have seen SO MANY outrageously weird things during our career, that after work, the kids would always ask, “What interesting thing happened today?”
I have been spraining my right ankle in the exact same area every couple years or so for the past 10 years. One of those sprains was particularly bad and the doctor I went to about it had X-rays done and said I had the worst ankle sprain he had ever seen. Apparently, a sprain can happen if a ligament is either overstretched or torn, with tearing being the more severe form. I had torn *two* of my ligaments that time. I’m sure there are plenty of sprain cases far worse than mine, but I guess as a general practitioner he hadn’t encountered anything like that before. 🤷♀️
"I just kept my face as solid as possible" that line is gold for the context lmaoo
I once had a trident shaped stuck kidney stone that was unusual enough to warent a team of doctors keeping an eye on me during my two week hospital stay.
My friend's son was building a cabin in the backwoods. He accidentally discharged his nail gun as he was setting it down. The nail went into his buddy's eye! Drove him to the little town's hospital. They were going to remove the eye. He said no way. Pushed him into the truck and drove 80 mi to a major hospital. They removed the nail and saved his sight!!!
I believe it, small hospitals in the middle of nowhere are crap out here
The Duke orthopedic doctor, in one story, he helped one of my family members. Duke is honestly the best place to go for medical care if you live in North Carolina or the southeast.
They have a good cafeteria
Wake Forest Baptist Hospital is excellent, too. My husband had a ureter that was scarred shut. Rather than remove the attached kidney, they made a new ureter out of a section of his small intestine. It was amazing. I will always be grateful to them.
@@lorisewsstuff1607wow, that’s creative and if it ended up working, hell yeah. That’s truly amazing. Glad they could save his kidney
Duke Mickelson Center just so happens to be where I was born, and where my first prosthetic valve was put in, I owe them my life, if you want to know as to why, is a condition called mitral valve insufficiency. The best way I know how to describe. It is to think about of the engine of your car, and the kind of oil that needs to go through, which is what it’s like anymore. Before then, it was like having, a gate that was closed, November 28, 1995. I don’t think any of the people who work there at the time still work there now, it’s been 20 years, just shy of 30 years, and we moved away when I was 2 1/2. We now know I have a rare medical condition, and this could be a rare complication of the condition, however, we as in the community that this disease makes up of, not suffering so much is fighters, and to anyone who lives in the area of the country I always told them to go there. Because the syndrome is so rare, a teaching hospital is usually the best place to see the specialist that we have to. The syndrome is called Alstrom syndrome, Bow discovered in the late 1940s, the bulk of the research was done in the mid 90s and the gym was not isolated until 2002. That would not close, I am sorry for what dictation mangles.
I was at a hotel when I was 3 or 4 and there was a water slide that dropped you a few inches into the pool at the end. I have no idea how, but the slide tore my foot open and soft, white bubbly stuff started coming out of it, I have no idea what it was. My mom called the ambulance to come and fix it right there at the pool deck. I’m surprised there’s not a scar there.
It's incredible how some people have no clue of the severity of their injuries. I remember once I was in the emergency room for an eye injury and an older guy in a wheelchair rolled himself in. As his wife went looking for help, while waiting for his turn he began chatting with some other people there, laughing and cracking jokes, then they asked the reason he was there because he didn't look ill. He lifted the blanket he had on his legs, turns out he was up on a ladder cutting down tree branches, he fell and the chainsaw ran right into his leg, not once but like two or three times at different angles, down to the bone. He shrugged, said we'll see what the doc tells me, then went back to the small talk. It was insane
Honestly, doctors and nurses are heroes for doing this shit voluntarily
Not voluntarily, really. They get paychecks.
I work in podiatry, with a surgeon who is very skilled and well known. The foot related stories on here sound like what we see pretty frequently. Necrosis, edema, maggots.. All in a days work for us. The surgeon is honestly a miracle worker with the amount of people he sees daily who would be facing amputations without his help. Yall, if you are diabetic, have neuropathy, vascular issues, kidney, liver or heart failure.. be very careful of your feet. Small wounds and pressure spots can become major issues if you don't get professional help asap.
When I was in middle school my pediatrician retired and I needed a new one. My new doctor used my little sister's old doctor when she was a baby. She always had med students with her, so all through high school I was a learning experience for cute guys training to be pediatricians. Teenager with hand, foot, and mouth. Borderline pneumonia bronchitis, etc. Every appointment she'd ask me about my sister and talk about my sister with my step mom the entire time. I eventually stopped going unless I could just go to Urgent Care. Then at 18 my parent's doctor (he's treated my dad, step mom, and brother. And from what I've been told he's regarded as one of the best doctors in the network) added me. He asked how my family is I say pretty good and then his full attention is on what's going on with me. Then at the end he reminds me to keep drinking water and to "give mom and dad my love". The best part, my doctor doesn't take med students so I never have to become a learning opportunity. I always agreed as a teen because I wanted to help new doctors, but I was still super embarrassed.
I think one of my favorite moments was when I went to the doctor because half my body had gone numb while playing video games (specifically Subway Surf on my phone). According to my doctor after me reenacting how I was sitting and all, I pinched a nerve or something from sitting in the exact some position for 30+ish minutes, and that side of my body went numb (I did beat my high score at the time btw, but I've since broken it many times over). He gave me the disappointed parent look and told me that no matter how well I'm doing in a video game I need to move a bit to keep blood flow going and keep constant pressure off nerves. He also last year (at 22) had to explain that stretching before exercise extends to walking long distances, not just running and thinks I think are more intense. And every appointment he asks about my allergies and reminds me to take my allergy meds, sometimes when it's really bad he has to prescribe a second allergy med because the first can't handle how much my body hates pollen and dust.
The aneurysm one is so sad tbh. Just knowing nothing can be done and it all happening so quickly. Terrifying.
18:24, that’s a rectal tube. it basically collects all of your fecal matter. intubated and sedated patients obviously can’t go to the bathroom, so it kinda collects everything without making a big mess. especially like he said, antibiotic associated diarrhea. however, we don’t use them out of convenience for staff because you lose rectal tone very quickly, which can lead to fecal incontinence. so they are good if indicated and if you don’t leave them in too long.
“Oh no, dude, your daughter got DESTROYED, I had NO idea how i was gonna fix her. Glad it all worked out but goddamn that day I was sweating bullets”
Eating popcorn while watching this is an experience
mmm cottage cheese
I think I experienced quite the opposite as a patient, that is, a great midwife depicted a routine condition as a big deal in order to encourage me.
My baby was seconds from dying during delivery (her Apgar score was 1/10), it was a smaller hospital, so she needed to be immediately taken to a better equipped hospital, I couldn't see her at all until only 3 days later, and she was in NICU fighting for her life for 2 weeks (I've seen babies who had been there for 3 months). Despite this hard start, we succeded at breastfeeding and despite she obviously needed formula at the beginning, in some 6 weeks we transitioned to 100% breastfeeding. The midwife told me that she had never seen breastfeeding turning out successful after such a hard start, but I believe/hope that it's not true, and that many other mothers and babies got to live this amazing experience despite being separated during the very first days.
When I was a child, i dropped a sharp-edged mirror on myself, and it cut my ear in halves. It stopped in the dangerous closeness to blood vessels on the head, i was nearly killed by it. The blood was all over my body, it was brutal. I was deep in the countryside in Russia at the time, there is no hospitals nearby, just one old doctor who is also a vet. My parents rushed to that woman's house. She saw me and she managed to remain extremely calm. She stopped my blood using household items (cause again, it is a countryside), secured my wound with literally plasters and cloth (later in the city doctors told that i needed stiches but somehow managed w/o them) and told me that if i will keep the parts of my flesh attached, they will grow together again. Later i overheard her telling my mother that if i will turn on the side of this ear in sleep, i will likely bleed to death (cause no stiches). To me she said that everything will be fine i will not touch my ear.
Healing was long (6 months or so) and i have a big scar and a weird ear shape now, but i am okay. I am grateful that she didn't freak out in that situation.
I really wanna read that guy’s medical records that sounds crazy
14:10 I get the impression that our dear Narrator has never read the infamous "Swamps of Dagobah" Reddit story
i enjoy the legitimate commentary
Yeah, much better than annoying AI.
Just wanna say, the first story scared me, as I know that landing on your feet from a 2nd story fall can injure the hips and pelvis. You just saved me. I was planning to (not kill myself, as I’m too afraid to but I am suicidal and believe I deserve pain) jump off the 2nd floor at my school and land on my feet to injure myself. Who knows what could happen if I actually decided to go through with my plan.
I hope you are getting help. Lots of love from an internet stranger, no one deserves pain.
@@ariadne0w1I am now actually! I was able to tell my parents my issues! Thank you for caring :)
thanks for ensuring me that a doctor career is never my choice 😂 Their poker faces, dayum, my face would show like 99 emotions.
My surgeon after my accident was so chill in the hospital, and then at my follow up he was like “oh thank god this is healing well, this was REALLY BAD. definitely didn’t anticipate it looking this nice.” Thanks for the confidence, man.
I accidentally sliced my knee open. I was running, fell, and cut. Blood everywhere. Got dragged home, and when we inspected the wound, I almost passed out. There was literal bone showing. Later, I got an infection, and it smelled terrible.
What person sees their foot becoming mush and thinks it’s gonna be fine 😭😭😭
The opposite of this happened to me. I was in a wreck that severely broke my upper back. I was a backseat passenger and the driver's seat flew back and vertically crushed my upper body on impact. I was "folded like an accordion," according to the first responders I talked to during the trial for the person who caused the wreck.
While in the hospital, the spine surgeon said it was the worst spinal fracture he'd ever worked on in his decades of practice. T3-T5 were almost completely crushed in the front, T6-T8 were severely cracked down the right back side of the vertebrae. They had to put rods in my spine to stabilize it or I wouldn't have survived, let alone been able to move ever again.
Then when I saw him for a follow up 1 month after getting out of the hospital, my condition was starting to decline from what it had been when I was discharged due to complications during recovery involving anorexia, which I was trying to recover from but still having issues with, preventing me from getting the nutrients I needed and, since I was so emaciated at the time of the wreck, I didn't have enough muscle mass to hold my back up straight to ensure it healed straight, and couldn't build any muscle to help with that due to my declining condition and ongoing nutrition issues. I told him what was going on and that my back would heal curved if I didn't get proper treatment and a back brace, which he should've had me wear to begin with given the severity of the fractures. Suddenly, my spinal fractures were no big deal, I was completely fine, and didn't know what I was talking about, just because I was the one who pointed the issues out and he didn't want to admit that I knew more about what I was feeling and experiencing than he did. He refused to allow me to get treatment for anorexia and said I just straight up wasn't allowed to wear a back brace at all. Exactly what I said would happen happened, and now my back is so badly curved forward, I can't stand/sit up straight, have such severe pain that I can't sit up for more than about an hour without my pain leaving me out of commission for the rest of the day or more, and my spine is rapidly degenerating where it broke (over 3 inches in vertebral height lost in about 3 years) which is getting exponentially faster as time goes on, and worst of all, it can't be fixed without an overwhelming likelyhood of paralysis, all because that arrogant prick couldn't set his ego aside for 5 god damn minutes to listen to me and give me the care I needed early in recovery.
Have you tried a regular back brace from the store? When I injured the ligaments in my back the support was amazing. Also have you considered massage? Sorry about your back, wishing you the best, dude.
@@SheWhoWalksSilently Because of the curve in my back, it either pushes my back forward, the exact opposite of what I need, or it bends with my back and does nothing at all. I've tried so many different braces, even a "custom" brace (which wasn't made right because they refused to acknowledge the curve while making it, so they made it with a straight back, even though I specifically told them that a straight back brace would push the curve forward and make it worse, which is exactly what happened). If I had been able to wear a brace in the early stages of healing, as I should've been from the very fucking beginning, none of this would be an issue at all and my back would've healed properly. But now, my spine is damaged beyond repair, rapidly degenerating, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Damn, worst thing I've ever seen was multiple grievous wounds (you could see bone in some of them) on a dog (said dog had tried to break up a fight between two other dogs, the dog that started it got her bad).
This is the wrong thread to read from if you wanna avoid gross stuff lol
That’s enough internet for today
I'm sorry but the pronunciation of 'Ply-Mouth' sent me cackling. I love these videos.
I once took care of a child with cognitive disabilities, and especially issues with impulse control, who was out with their mum for the day. When they came back the mum was very embarrassed and distressed and I steeled myself for what was to come (I’ve seen a LOT with the kids I’ve taken care of). She told me the kid had ate a bar of soap. I was stunned but reassured her that it was okay, that I could handle it and that this wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. She was relieved and I spent half an hour on the phone with different healthcare professionals who had as much clue as me about what to do. The kid was totally fine, but it was a weird workday.
Surgeons are often massive narcissists so they have little trouble telling you they can do it however belief in your self and your patient remaining calm can do a lot for beating the odds
I had an ER doctor tell me he’s “never seen anything like this before” after I got a CT scan due to back pain. I had tumors spread through my body. My oncologist told me “one of the worst cases in the country at this moment.” Both these statements, especially the ER doctor upset me and were exactly what I was fearing to hear.
Wow, that sounds beyond tough. Wish you the best recovery, no matter what those depressing mf’s say! The “pelvis in shards” guy made it out fine as well after all.❤️👍
Anytime someone says they've "seen it all" i get even more uneasy.
First story is wholesome and hardcore at the same time. Props to that guy.
the pnuemonia story cracks me up bc ive had multiple family members in the hospital for various things and there is something in the meds to treat it that give you explosive diarrhea. i had to retell stories of my paternal grandma to my dad when he was refusing his breathing treatments while in the hospital and he very quickly started doing them religiously.
How do we pass by story 6…. “Not a damn thing we could do, we sent her to hospice.” And move on like a day at the park.That is terrifying if a doctor and nurses say that.
You know you have a poker face when you say something nice about magots. 😅
On the one hand, it's incredible what the human body can survive!
On the other hand... it's HORRIFYING what the human body can survive! DX
The desperation and regret in Narrator's voice after reading some of these stories was hilarious and TOTALLY understandable
As someone with Marfan Syndrome, I completely understand that "learning moment" comment. At my last Cardiologist appointment, he brought in a student to observe the signs of someone with my condition.
I don’t have what you do, however, I have a rare and complicated medical syndrome, it’s mild on me, but to recognize it is to find the peripheral needle in the haystack. I always welcome medical students to come and say hi, it especially because usually the syndrome is treated in pediatrics and so it’s not seen they don’t care that often.
"How did humans survive this long with all the bad stuff that can happen?" That’s the neat part. Our survival strategy hinges on being incredibly good at really niche things. We're an intelligent, social species that walks upright. Almost everything else stems from that. We can afford to be soft, squishy weak primates that essentially shoot out helpless useless offspring way too early because we put all our skill points in abilities that help us fix basically anything. We walk on two legs so we developed dexterous hands that can manipulate almost anything. We have big brains and can invent machines to do things we can't and we write down what we learn so other people can understand and build off collective knowledge. And we all take care of each other. We will see another member of our species rotting away in front of us and go "I bet we can fix that. Don't worry." And that works way more times than it ought to by pure chance.
Humans have a great capacity for evil. But that’s the price we pay for dumping all our skill points in things that are also used for amazing feats of love and good will.
We fight problems we barely understand with knives and poisons and somehow we win. Medicine is truly a remarkable thing.
Got halfway through the vod before going out for a breather.
Not watching anything of the sort any time soon. Why did I even watch this in the first place?
In any case, respect for the Doctors & Health Workers & such, also to the patients, especially the ones that held it quite well and were good.
Now, I really ponder if Bleach can help clean what I've just heared and imagined.
Edit: Oh, and respect to the channel & narrator. This was easier said than done to go through.
I have 2. 1 as the patient and 1 as the professional. The patient one is from when I was born. So no memory of this. My first act as a living human in the world was to pee on the doctor. I apparently had been saving up for a bit. I came out. Doctor gave me a slap, so I peed on him. As the professional, I was a medic in the military on post. A female soldier "walked" in the hospital to be seen. The story she told me was...I don't have high hopes for her generation. I'll say that. She had climbed onto her bedpost, which was wood, lowered herself onto it and penetrated herself with it. You do you I guess, but trouble came her way and she broke the bedpost off inside her. I had to leave the room and get the colonel. Mainly because she was a doctor. I handed her that one. I heard later they pulled a couple long splinters out. I don't have that anatomy but holy shit that couldn't have felt good.
I also peed on the doc when I was born, so I imagine its super common. Also story 2 is hella yikes. I do have those parts, and the fact she was walking is insane.
I, too, peed on the doctor when I was born
I also peed when I was born, but not on the doctor, but the obstetrics nurse instead. Kek.
SOMEONE GET THAT PEDIATRICIAN TO PRACTICE SURGERY
In my Story i was the Patient, and a really dumb one at that. Well to be honest, i should be dead by now. It was November 2006.
My Best friend (at the time) and i hat a fight, where knifes eventually were drawn. He stabbed me in the gut, miraculously missing everything vital and slipping the knife between 2 folds of my intestines. That was before Smartphones were a common thing and i didnt have a cellphone either. So i was standing in the middle of nowhere, 3am and the shortest way to the nearest hospital was a 2 hour march. Well... i got marching, with a knife in my stomach. I did get through basic Firsat aid, so i cut my shirt off, rolled into a donut and wrapped it around the knife, let the knife in the wound and stabilized everything with my cut up leather Jacket (i did still have my knife at hand), before i went on my way.
As i arrived in the ER, pretty much 2 hours on the dot after i got stabbed, the general doctor said everything should be fine. After all, i was still responsive and alert (able to normally talk to him).
The next thing i know, is waking up and 3 days have passed. Turns out, i was in severe shock due to loosing a bit over 1 liter of my blood, showing first signs of infections due to my impromptu bandage and the admittedly dirty knife inside of my guts. Ah... and the 2 hour march to the hospital in the freezing cold without a jacket or even shirt on didnt help at all either, so i got hypothermia to top it all off.
Several Doctors said afterwards that i was BEYOND lucky and shoul've definetly died on the way to the ER. Everything i just listed could've killed me on its own and it was a miracle i was still alive. Even if the knife in my guts had just nicked one intestine fold while i was stabbe and walking afterwards (the knife wasnt at all stable during my walk to the hospital), i would've died in a matter of minutes due to the bacteria in my guts causing immidiate sepsis. Only the massive adrenalin rush got me even to the hospital. I was at 93F, 78/30 and a pulse of 213 at the time i was laying on the operating table.
Kudos to the straight face and assuring tone of that ER doctor just before my collapse though. He didnt even flinch or had a flicker in his eyes that hinted of how bad my situation was.
the one with the swollen genitals...i have a family member with a similar experience. He moved in with me and was always walking from the bathroom to his room naked so i bought him a robe. one day he was standing on the porch smoking (yuk but it wasn't in the house). the wind caught the robe and i caught a glimpse of his manhood. I told him, you need to go to the doctor, what is going on. We didn't know at the time but he has congestive heart failure (from the smoking) so I bugged him and he finally made a doc apt. He was already having issues getting in and out of my car, he doesn't drive. So the day of the doc apt I get up and open my door, I see my cousin across the hall in his room naked so I looked down. I saw drops of blood going from the bathroom (next to my door) towards his room and he said, I'm bleeding but I don't know from where. I was like, well i'm not going to look. Give me a min and let me think. He said ok i'll just bleed to death over here. he gets a little testy (lol) when he's upset, he gets panic attacks. I was thinking, ok how do I get him to the hospital, he's naked and bleeding and i'm a little selfish not wanting blood all over my car so that was a concern as well. So i decided i'll call 911, they'll send some guys who can help. a few mins later the fire department shows up and asks me if he has elephantiasis, i said no i'm not sure whats going on but he was supposed to go to the doc later today and is now bleeding. I gave them some basketball shorts i had since they were super stretchy and easy to get on and off and he grabbed an undershirt and they put him in the ambulance and off we went to the hospital, it was 2 mins down the street but i didn't have to deal with blood, i'm not good with blood, bad situations are fine but blood, nope. Anyway, his genitals had swollen to the size of a kids football. I was wondering why there were so many towels on the floor, he couldn't pee properly and was just standing near the toilet and then washing the towels later. So he was in the hospital for 10 days while they gave him lasix to help reduce the fluid in him. they couldn't even get a catheter in at the beginning because he was so swollen they had him just pee towards the toilet and put pads on the floor (just like home lol). he lost so much weight, like 100lbs in that time, he's always been overweight and kind of santa clause shaped so I didn't realize he was that swollen since I always saw him with pants and a tshirt on until he moved in, then i saw his legs and thought, well he's fat thats what he looks like, so i had no idea how much he'd swollen up. he takes care of himself now and gets proper medical treatment but i hope to never see football sized stuff again.
This reassuring by doctors is surprisingly important. The placebo effect applies to what the doctor tells you, and unlike with actual placebo medicine, there isn't a moral dillema in telling the patient they'll live even when they're in a near death state. It might just help them actually survive.