Psych nurse here. As you can imagine, I have had many patients with a wide variety of self-diagnoses. One of the best was a man whose chief complaint was that he was dead. As I continued with his admission assessment, I began taking his blood pressure with an automatic machine called a Dyna-map, which displays the BP, pulse, and O2 saturation on a screen. When he saw his pulse register, his eyes widened and he whispered, “You mean I have a pulse?!” When I told him yes, that he did indeed have a pulse, his eyes widened still further. I asked him if having a pulse changed anything for him. “It sure does,” he said. I asked him what had changed. He replied, “Before, I thought that when you die, your heart stops and you don’t have a heartbeat anymore. But now, I know that dead people DO have a pulse!”
Not a doctor, but knew someone - my mother - who overdiagnosed herself one time. In her defense, given the circumstances, it was hardly the worst self-diagnosis she could have made, but stick around for the ending to this. The two of us were at my grandmother's (her mother, specifically) for a month-long visit. One day, for dinner, we ordered out from a local restaurant that had been our favorite for years. It was a nice and straightforward meal, and we thought nothing beyond how tasty it was. Not even an hour after we finished cleaning up, she came to me saying that she was struggling to breathe and was experiencing intense chest pain. From that, she thought she was having a heart attack, which was a scary thought because my father actually suffered one a few months before this trip (part of why it was just the two of us on it - and don't worry, he survived his). I immediately drove her to the hospital, and she got checked in, leaving me behind to wait. Admittedly, I quickly lost track of time, but it could not have been long before I was called up. I got up from my seat, bracing myself for bad news, only to find that my mother standing in front of me. At first, I was relieved, but then I noticed the rather peeved look on her face. Now, to preface this bit, the dinner was from a New York-style pizzeria that was within actual walking distance from my grandmother's house. The whole family loves that place, but my mother has always complained about it being too spicy for her (not that she ever voiced any complaint to the place, mind you). Even so, that never stopped her from taking some bites, even if it would only be two slices at most (usually just one slice), and this aforementioned dinner was no different. Now, I imagine that some who have gotten this far have already predicted what actually happened, but for those who did not, it turned out to be a particularly bad case of heartburn, and the resident who lead her back to me said that it is actually easy to mistake such for a heart attack (tough to breathe, intense chest pains - yeah, you can see why). So even though we were both grateful that it was not a heart attack, she was not exactly pleased over having to rush in. To that, the resident simply said at least this proved that she is not likely to suffer a widower-maker. She has not eaten from that pizzeria since (so over 10 years now). She has never blamed the place for this, for she knows that the setup for it was all her. The cherry on top, the resident frequented the pizzeria himself, for he turned out to live three houses down from my grandmother.
this reminds me of a story i read in an old magazine... a woman made fun of her hypochondriac boyfriend by rattling off a list of symptoms. he, of course, said yes to every one, then said, "so, what do i have?" " *a tipped Uterus* ."
Conversion disorder seems pretty scary There’s nothing wrong but there IS something wrong and it’s hard to diagnose which means you can’t get the help you need
Agreed. I think people misunderstand it a lot too - some people it just goes away naturally, a few people can do like the guy in here could and sort of "will it" away, but that's unusual. Most people do a lot of physiotherapy to walk again. And some people just don't get better. Nothing is physically wrong, but like you said, it is in fact still "something wrong" :/
I have it and I relearned how to walk, but it's not like you can will it away, your brain sends wrong signals to a body part, when I was a child my intestines just stopped working because of it. it's not just in your head, something goes wrong in the communication. your brain tells your body it's sick hurt or not supposed to work and it just does what the brain wants. I don't know how to tell my intestines to move again, but I do know that when I'm not under pressure they work fine. stories like this are kind of annoying because it makes it seem that if you just will it enough you can just get over it. like people who are depressed can't just tell themselves, okay enough I'm not depressed anymore.
The potassium really kind of hits for me. I had it through an IV once due to a bad deficiency and am well aware that it is needed and became well aware that it HURTS like HECK getting it through an IV. It has since become my standard curse upon someone who irritates me "May they require potassium through an IV regularly"
The allergy one reminded me of this: my grandpa is allergic to something on the typical wraps/gauze they use after surgery (I can't remember exactly what the actual allergy is) and it's legitimate-- every time he's wrapped with them, he gets massive hives that can open into sores. Except despite having quite a number of surgeries, somehow this never gets on his record and nobody ever believes him when he tells them until he shows up a few days after the surgery with huge sores and infections where the gauze was. They have to use a special type of wrap that doesn't have whatever it is he's allergic to in it, and he doesn't react to those, so it's not results from the surgery or him picking at it. It's wild how every time without fail the doctors and nurses don't believe him
If your brain believes you are sick or that there's something wrong, it can MAKE something wrong. It can make you nauseous and dizzy and make your heart race, change your temperature, all kinds of things. It's pretty alarming. It's also really impressive that the op is the one who came to the conclusion it might be psychosomatic and was able to overcome their own brain telling them they couldn't walk. Brains are scary man.
When I learned what a heart attack was at school I was so scared of having one that I got panic attacks because of that (I think), which I misinterpreted as a heart attack which then proceeded to make me panic more. I don't remember how I got out if it but I had an EKG (I hope it's called that in English as well) done a few years later for unrelated reasons so now I know there's nothing wrong with my heart (or Well, I hope so)
@notareallifetiger4817 technically, in English, it's ECG (echo cardio gram) abd EKG is the German abbreviation for the same thing. But everyone knows what an EKG is so it's fine.
For story 3: You didn't waste anybody’s time. You felt unwell and sought the help of a physician. You just went yo the wrong physician after the testing from the original ones came back inconclusive. There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's like going to a neurologist because your arm is paralyzed and you think your having a stroke but in reality its just a broken arm with nerve damage. You need a orthopedist but you didn't waste the neurologists time because it was a genuine fear.
Story 4: although 1/1,000,000,000 rare, there has been a few documented cases of women being pregnant and not realizing so until the kid comes out, this happens because for X or Y reason the woman in question does not produce any nor enough amniotic liquid to bulge up, so they look like they just ate a few too many chicken wings (or whatever you wanna read in there), add up that some woman are oddly birth-pain resisting and you get motherhood out of nowhere stories like this one. Tales like this always reminds me of that somewhat well famous case of a 24ish Y/O girl who was chilling with her boyfriend when the girl said that she felt like taking a big dump, so she went to the bathroom and went down to business... or so she thought until she realized that her dump was crying... And kicking... And very much alive... Yeah... This girl didn't produce any liquid at all, so she didn't even look like gaining weight. The human body can sometimes be that weird.
Conversion Disirder is honestly creepy. I have epilepsy that consists of many seizure types, but I have also had one or two non epileptic seizures, both following traumatic events. You want them to stio when they hit. It causes pain in the muscles and it is embarrassing as frick. When I had my first seizure after not having them for years, I was told they were psycogenic because my EEG readings are usually normal between seizures. I had a friend in junior high school that fell out of a swing when it broke and after that, she developed a lot of different symptoms. She lost her ability to see colors, had behavioral changes, had a span of memory for only about 2 weeks, was hypersensitiy to sound, light, textures and such. Curiosity, when she heard music she was black out became her brain couldn’t process it. She heard each instrument, but couldn’t process the sound all at once. The human mind is fascinating and scary all at once
The pain story is a perfect demonstration of why this is generally a dumb question to ask. How am I to compare pain to a theoretical maximum pain I've never experienced? And what does it tell you if I compare it to the most pain I remember feeling when you have no clue what and how intense that was?
I was recently in the hospital for a bad infection, the Dr. asked me "On a scale of one to ten, one being the least amount of pain you have personally felt and ten being the worst amount of pain you have personally felt. What would you rate your current level of pain?" I answered "About 3 or 4." he said "Ok, now this is totally subjective to the patient, everyone has different levels of pain tolerance, this is just to give us an idea of how much pain medication to start you off with if any is needed." For a nurse to be incredulous at a patients answer shows her to be incompetent at her job as the question is designed to give them an idea of the patients current comfort/pain level.
Yup, and the story left out the details of what happened. Another youtuber covered it and he was apparently without apparel and the scalding bacon grease went all over his junk. So yeah I can see why that wound was only a 3 in comparison. Also the wound on his hand was from a nail going through it delivered via nailgun if I recall.
Vet tech and dog bloat: I hope that dog didn't have bloat. I used to work for a veterinarian and we had a standard poodle (so, very thin waist) come in for being off its food. Zero other symptoms--no visible bloat, no vomiting--and it had a GDV. Did not see that coming. But it had been several days and was beyond saving and we had to put the dog to sleep. But you can't always tell without an x-ray.
Me to my Doctor when I got covid-19: Doctor I checked and I have (start listing a list of diseases in alphabetical order) My doctor dying from laughter at the other end of the phone. I love my primary care doctor and I usually crack a joke here and there.
Ok, so I have conversion disorder (which manifests as seizures) AND epilepsy. If conversion disorder was as easy as "just thinking it away," it would be a massive change to psychology and hospitals. I've seen what conversion disorder looks like in other people. I'll keep my seizures. Btw: The cliff notes explanation for Conversion Disorder is the brain's inability to handle stress, so it manifests as a physical ailment. Some people go blind, catatonic, have seizures, lose hearing, etc - usually a temporary response to a stressor. It doesn't always happen at the moment of stress. For example, my flight or fight kicks in just long enough that when I finally start to relax, I get hit with a seizure. It manifests differently for everyone. So yes, it technically is 'in your head', but it's more like you've overloaded your brain and it outsourced your body to handle it.
Not a doctor, I have cushings. It is horrible. Used to be very fit and able to lift 250, now I struggle with anything over 30 pounds and have lost all muscles and strength. Going from someone who did so much and could do so much, to how I struggle now is extremely hard. My body cannot create muscles and will turn it to fat. I hate it and would not wish it on anyone.
I was listening and not reading the text, when the word potassium came up, lol I had no idea what the AI. Was trying to say until you need it to survive! Lol
My cousins kids ALWAYS have the flu/a cold/covid or in general "have a cough." I don't know if any of them had any of these as I don't live with them but the times I've seen them when they did have the non-covid ones (pre-pandemic) the kid did not cough once. Silver lining, too me, is that at least he's old enough now to know when he's sick and how bad. The mom though is genuinely a bit cooky and generally doesn't seem to be around us herself or want the kids around us, I don't know why this is, but the only reason I say this is because she is a social media drama queen wrapped up in a contradiction.
That blood pressure medicine one is confusing the hell out of me. What the fuck does "Aw no young man would comes from alone will go by itself" mean? I know it's just the AI screwing up, but I legitimately cannot figure out what that abomination is supposed to be
Went to the ER with my bf, he said he had a kidney stone, doctors didn't believe him until they x-rayed him. We heard the doctor in the hallway say "give this man a plaque, he just diagnosed himself."
I didn't really enjoy this, so much as I found it an adequate noise maker to stave off the crushing existential dread I feel howling in the void whenever silence comes and reminds me of my fleeting mortality and insignificance in the face of eternity.
Ugh, I hate getting IV potassium. Even when the nurses take pity and set it to drip as slow as possible, I always need to have an icepack on my arm during.
i dont know whether or not you can be allergic to potassium but theres something called Aquagenic urticaria in which you are allergic to water which is a damn site more necessary for living than potassium so arguing you cant be allergic to something that your body needs is stupid
Psych nurse here. As you can imagine, I have had many patients with a wide variety of self-diagnoses. One of the best was a man whose chief complaint was that he was dead. As I continued with his admission assessment, I began taking his blood pressure with an automatic machine called a Dyna-map, which displays the BP, pulse, and O2 saturation on a screen. When he saw his pulse register, his eyes widened and he whispered, “You mean I have a pulse?!” When I told him yes, that he did indeed have a pulse, his eyes widened still further. I asked him if having a pulse changed anything for him. “It sure does,” he said. I asked him what had changed. He replied, “Before, I thought that when you die, your heart stops and you don’t have a heartbeat anymore. But now, I know that dead people DO have a pulse!”
That's an actual condition
@@Unnecessary_Potato Cotard's Delusion
😅😅😅😅
😂 Survey Question: "Have you ever had an accident that resulted in your death?" 😂😅 what?
Not a doctor, but knew someone - my mother - who overdiagnosed herself one time. In her defense, given the circumstances, it was hardly the worst self-diagnosis she could have made, but stick around for the ending to this.
The two of us were at my grandmother's (her mother, specifically) for a month-long visit. One day, for dinner, we ordered out from a local restaurant that had been our favorite for years. It was a nice and straightforward meal, and we thought nothing beyond how tasty it was.
Not even an hour after we finished cleaning up, she came to me saying that she was struggling to breathe and was experiencing intense chest pain. From that, she thought she was having a heart attack, which was a scary thought because my father actually suffered one a few months before this trip (part of why it was just the two of us on it - and don't worry, he survived his). I immediately drove her to the hospital, and she got checked in, leaving me behind to wait.
Admittedly, I quickly lost track of time, but it could not have been long before I was called up. I got up from my seat, bracing myself for bad news, only to find that my mother standing in front of me. At first, I was relieved, but then I noticed the rather peeved look on her face.
Now, to preface this bit, the dinner was from a New York-style pizzeria that was within actual walking distance from my grandmother's house. The whole family loves that place, but my mother has always complained about it being too spicy for her (not that she ever voiced any complaint to the place, mind you). Even so, that never stopped her from taking some bites, even if it would only be two slices at most (usually just one slice), and this aforementioned dinner was no different.
Now, I imagine that some who have gotten this far have already predicted what actually happened, but for those who did not, it turned out to be a particularly bad case of heartburn, and the resident who lead her back to me said that it is actually easy to mistake such for a heart attack (tough to breathe, intense chest pains - yeah, you can see why). So even though we were both grateful that it was not a heart attack, she was not exactly pleased over having to rush in. To that, the resident simply said at least this proved that she is not likely to suffer a widower-maker.
She has not eaten from that pizzeria since (so over 10 years now). She has never blamed the place for this, for she knows that the setup for it was all her.
The cherry on top, the resident frequented the pizzeria himself, for he turned out to live three houses down from my grandmother.
That guy with the conversion disorder in story 3 is such a champ for overcoming his thing to ease up on his folks.
this reminds me of a story i read in an old magazine...
a woman made fun of her hypochondriac boyfriend by rattling off a list of symptoms.
he, of course, said yes to every one, then said, "so, what do i have?"
" *a tipped Uterus* ."
Conversion disorder seems pretty scary
There’s nothing wrong but there IS something wrong and it’s hard to diagnose which means you can’t get the help you need
Agreed. I think people misunderstand it a lot too - some people it just goes away naturally, a few people can do like the guy in here could and sort of "will it" away, but that's unusual. Most people do a lot of physiotherapy to walk again. And some people just don't get better. Nothing is physically wrong, but like you said, it is in fact still "something wrong" :/
I have it and I relearned how to walk, but it's not like you can will it away, your brain sends wrong signals to a body part, when I was a child my intestines just stopped working because of it. it's not just in your head, something goes wrong in the communication. your brain tells your body it's sick hurt or not supposed to work and it just does what the brain wants. I don't know how to tell my intestines to move again, but I do know that when I'm not under pressure they work fine.
stories like this are kind of annoying because it makes it seem that if you just will it enough you can just get over it. like people who are depressed can't just tell themselves, okay enough I'm not depressed anymore.
@@crazyibel Yes! Guy in the story is like the only one I've ever heard of who "willed" it away
@@octoberna7949 yes! I don't understand how that's even possible to be honest.
I don’t think it’s a “waste of dr time” since it’s a real problem and they aren’t making it up….
The potassium really kind of hits for me. I had it through an IV once due to a bad deficiency and am well aware that it is needed and became well aware that it HURTS like HECK getting it through an IV. It has since become my standard curse upon someone who irritates me "May they require potassium through an IV regularly"
Mine is usually "may you constantly get your belt loops stuck on door handles"
The allergy one reminded me of this: my grandpa is allergic to something on the typical wraps/gauze they use after surgery (I can't remember exactly what the actual allergy is) and it's legitimate-- every time he's wrapped with them, he gets massive hives that can open into sores. Except despite having quite a number of surgeries, somehow this never gets on his record and nobody ever believes him when he tells them until he shows up a few days after the surgery with huge sores and infections where the gauze was. They have to use a special type of wrap that doesn't have whatever it is he's allergic to in it, and he doesn't react to those, so it's not results from the surgery or him picking at it. It's wild how every time without fail the doctors and nurses don't believe him
I have to constantly remind my doctor that I'm allergic to the adhesive in most bandaids.
If your brain believes you are sick or that there's something wrong, it can MAKE something wrong. It can make you nauseous and dizzy and make your heart race, change your temperature, all kinds of things. It's pretty alarming. It's also really impressive that the op is the one who came to the conclusion it might be psychosomatic and was able to overcome their own brain telling them they couldn't walk. Brains are scary man.
Adding: there's a type of blindness that can be triggered by trauma and isn't actually caused by any physical damage
My little sister looked up her symptoms when she was sick once and was convinced she had testicular cancer. She's never had those organs.
Now put that story on R/kidsarestupid
@@metroplexstudios2406 She’s in college…
When it comes to story 18 denial isn’t just a river in Egypt
That made me laugh harder than it should have, nice one.
No, no way it is not. Exhibit a? My father, not his own health, mine. Exhibit B? My ex stepfather, and the man the doctor. 19:59
When I learned what a heart attack was at school I was so scared of having one that I got panic attacks because of that (I think), which I misinterpreted as a heart attack which then proceeded to make me panic more. I don't remember how I got out if it but I had an EKG (I hope it's called that in English as well) done a few years later for unrelated reasons so now I know there's nothing wrong with my heart (or Well, I hope so)
It is called that in English!!
@@notareallifetiger4817 thx, english isn't my native language
@notareallifetiger4817 technically, in English, it's ECG (echo cardio gram) abd EKG is the German abbreviation for the same thing.
But everyone knows what an EKG is so it's fine.
For story 3:
You didn't waste anybody’s time. You felt unwell and sought the help of a physician. You just went yo the wrong physician after the testing from the original ones came back inconclusive. There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's like going to a neurologist because your arm is paralyzed and you think your having a stroke but in reality its just a broken arm with nerve damage. You need a orthopedist but you didn't waste the neurologists time because it was a genuine fear.
Story 4: although 1/1,000,000,000 rare, there has been a few documented cases of women being pregnant and not realizing so until the kid comes out, this happens because for X or Y reason the woman in question does not produce any nor enough amniotic liquid to bulge up, so they look like they just ate a few too many chicken wings (or whatever you wanna read in there), add up that some woman are oddly birth-pain resisting and you get motherhood out of nowhere stories like this one.
Tales like this always reminds me of that somewhat well famous case of a 24ish Y/O girl who was chilling with her boyfriend when the girl said that she felt like taking a big dump, so she went to the bathroom and went down to business... or so she thought until she realized that her dump was crying... And kicking... And very much alive... Yeah... This girl didn't produce any liquid at all, so she didn't even look like gaining weight. The human body can sometimes be that weird.
Conversion Disirder is honestly creepy. I have epilepsy that consists of many seizure types, but I have also had one or two non epileptic seizures, both following traumatic events. You want them to stio when they hit. It causes pain in the muscles and it is embarrassing as frick.
When I had my first seizure after not having them for years, I was told they were psycogenic because my EEG readings are usually normal between seizures.
I had a friend in junior high school that fell out of a swing when it broke and after that, she developed a lot of different symptoms. She lost her ability to see colors, had behavioral changes, had a span of memory for only about 2 weeks, was hypersensitiy to sound, light, textures and such. Curiosity, when she heard music she was black out became her brain couldn’t process it. She heard each instrument, but couldn’t process the sound all at once. The human mind is fascinating and scary all at once
The pain story is a perfect demonstration of why this is generally a dumb question to ask. How am I to compare pain to a theoretical maximum pain I've never experienced? And what does it tell you if I compare it to the most pain I remember feeling when you have no clue what and how intense that was?
I was recently in the hospital for a bad infection, the Dr. asked me "On a scale of one to ten, one being the least amount of pain you have personally felt and ten being the worst amount of pain you have personally felt. What would you rate your current level of pain?" I answered "About 3 or 4." he said "Ok, now this is totally subjective to the patient, everyone has different levels of pain tolerance, this is just to give us an idea of how much pain medication to start you off with if any is needed." For a nurse to be incredulous at a patients answer shows her to be incompetent at her job as the question is designed to give them an idea of the patients current comfort/pain level.
Yup, and the story left out the details of what happened. Another youtuber covered it and he was apparently without apparel and the scalding bacon grease went all over his junk. So yeah I can see why that wound was only a 3 in comparison. Also the wound on his hand was from a nail going through it delivered via nailgun if I recall.
Vet tech and dog bloat: I hope that dog didn't have bloat. I used to work for a veterinarian and we had a standard poodle (so, very thin waist) come in for being off its food. Zero other symptoms--no visible bloat, no vomiting--and it had a GDV. Did not see that coming. But it had been several days and was beyond saving and we had to put the dog to sleep. But you can't always tell without an x-ray.
That cat story is criminally sad
Me to my Doctor when I got covid-19:
Doctor I checked and I have (start listing a list of diseases in alphabetical order)
My doctor dying from laughter at the other end of the phone.
I love my primary care doctor and I usually crack a joke here and there.
Wait since when was Syphilis a bad word?
Probably about the same time dead became unalive.
@@leahosteen354 newspeak doubleplusgood comrade
All the media sites have weird "bad" words. He's trying to ensure monetization
Ok, so I have conversion disorder (which manifests as seizures) AND epilepsy.
If conversion disorder was as easy as "just thinking it away," it would be a massive change to psychology and hospitals.
I've seen what conversion disorder looks like in other people. I'll keep my seizures.
Btw: The cliff notes explanation for Conversion Disorder is the brain's inability to handle stress, so it manifests as a physical ailment. Some people go blind, catatonic, have seizures, lose hearing, etc - usually a temporary response to a stressor. It doesn't always happen at the moment of stress. For example, my flight or fight kicks in just long enough that when I finally start to relax, I get hit with a seizure.
It manifests differently for everyone. So yes, it technically is 'in your head', but it's more like you've overloaded your brain and it outsourced your body to handle it.
Not a doctor, I have cushings. It is horrible. Used to be very fit and able to lift 250, now I struggle with anything over 30 pounds and have lost all muscles and strength. Going from someone who did so much and could do so much, to how I struggle now is extremely hard. My body cannot create muscles and will turn it to fat. I hate it and would not wish it on anyone.
I was listening and not reading the text, when the word potassium came up, lol I had no idea what the AI. Was trying to say until you need it to survive! Lol
My cousins kids ALWAYS have the flu/a cold/covid or in general "have a cough." I don't know if any of them had any of these as I don't live with them but the times I've seen them when they did have the non-covid ones (pre-pandemic) the kid did not cough once. Silver lining, too me, is that at least he's old enough now to know when he's sick and how bad. The mom though is genuinely a bit cooky and generally doesn't seem to be around us herself or want the kids around us, I don't know why this is, but the only reason I say this is because she is a social media drama queen wrapped up in a contradiction.
That blood pressure medicine one is confusing the hell out of me. What the fuck does "Aw no young man would comes from alone will go by itself" mean? I know it's just the AI screwing up, but I legitimately cannot figure out what that abomination is supposed to be
PUHTASHUM
Went to the ER with my bf, he said he had a kidney stone, doctors didn't believe him until they x-rayed him. We heard the doctor in the hallway say "give this man a plaque, he just diagnosed himself."
I didn't really enjoy this, so much as I found it an adequate noise maker to stave off the crushing existential dread I feel howling in the void whenever silence comes and reminds me of my fleeting mortality and insignificance in the face of eternity.
Please - all of the posters - stop with the crazy backgrounds!
Censoring the name of a venereal disease is stupid.
Ugh, I hate getting IV potassium. Even when the nurses take pity and set it to drip as slow as possible, I always need to have an icepack on my arm during.
Poor cat. ._.
The person who claims Crushings disease sound a LOT like my roommate.
Poe-Tass-ee-um
O-bee-city
What is the game in the background?
Potashiem
The one at the dentist sounds like he has severe periodontitis
that was some sopranos shit
STD and syphilis are bad words now too?
i dont know whether or not you can be allergic to potassium but theres something called Aquagenic urticaria in which you are allergic to water which is a damn site more necessary for living than potassium so arguing you cant be allergic to something that your body needs is stupid
My dad's allergic to iodine
UwU