uglyradishFeatured By OwnerApr 12, 2016Hobbyist Digital Artist
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nO but if teeth count then yes ?? i have to get lots of teeth pulled and there is two teeth growing next to each other which hURTS,,,,,, but its SOOOOO bad because whenever one of my teeth falls out i almost pass out lol,,, so im SCARED LMAoO
but i mean if tooth removal counts i've had 5 teeth removed. they basically just numb your tooth so theres a little pinch and it hurts like a shot but it's short and then you start feeling sleepy. i don't usually fall asleep but i guess some people could?? and then you can feel them pull out the tooth but it doesn't hurt, but sometimes if its a stubborn tooth it might hurt a little bit, like a sore kinda?? and then when you're done you put this cloth thingy in your mouth and it doesn't usually hurt but it bleeds a lot and the cloth is annoying. so yeah theres my wONDERFUL story
OUCH!!!! ouch OUCh i had to get like 4 cavities filled at once when I was v small and the only thing that hurt was the needle for the anesthetic. afterwards I remember playing with my face bc it was super numb LMAO
holy shit dude i have such a long history with cavities. until i was like 11 i didn't even brush my teeth, so my mouth is still ridden with cavities that haven't been sorted out because my mom hasn't taken us to the dentist in 2 or 3 years. so i have really messed up teeth rip
SAME!!! OMG I FEEL U ive only had like 4 or 5 cavities in my life but there was a period when I was younger when I almost never brushed my teeth and now my teeth are permanently stained a lil yellow bc I wasn't good at oral hygiene back then (shrugging emote)
hello it is i, the king of surgeries. I've had four surgeries lmao. my first was for my tonsils bc I was getting strep throat like every other week and it was a miserable existence. I was like six, and it really wasn't bad. like my throat hurt, but not enough to make me miserable, and I was talking well enough later in the day. pros: you get to eat ice cream for like a week and when you're that young, your parents get you all kinds of cool toys. cons: I had to wake up before the sun rose, and to a 6 year old, that's pretty horrible. also you can't walk straight because of the anesthesia. then when I was 12 I had what my family affectionately calls "the miserable year" where I had the other three surgeries. first, I tore my ACL, so I needed to have surgery to use a graft tendon to replace it. I didn't have to spend the night in the hospital, so it was decent. but walking took a few weeks to remaster for me, and I couldn't go back to playing sports for 6 months. Then, my appendix ruptured at school lmao. it was quite easily the worst pain I had felt in my life until then. the entire left side of your body is constantly cramping and you don't want to move and it's horrible. I had to be rushed to the ER, because luckily we had a really good nurse who knew what she was doing on campus that day. since it ruptured I was basically immediately set up for surgery, and I had to be naked for the procedure and that was really awful. I remember them giving me the anesthesia and it taking forever as they rolled me into the OR, and I asked one of the dude doctors if I'd ever go to sleep. I then promptly was knocked straight out. when I woke up, it was the next morning (like 4 am) and pain was still just as horrible, and a nurse came and took my blood. which sucked even more. when the general pop of the hospital woke up, they made me try to walk up and down the halls, which was a awful chore. but I was released later that day, and that's when I noticed they put some weird orange antibacterial stuff that dyed my skin from the bottom of my ribcage to my mid thigh. annndd speaking of ribcage, this was my final surgery. about 3 months after I got back to playing sports from my ACL tear, I was sparring in a martial arts tournament. and there they pair you up based on your belt color, and I had been in Tae Kwon Do since I was 3, so I was a first degree black belt, which is the lowest black belt, but still one of the highest belts you can get. I ended up being paired with this early 20s dude who was probably 30 feet tall. so while we were sparring, he did a spinning kick right in to my ribcage (I had long since stopped wearing the optional chest pads), and I was instantly on the floor, he had knocked the breath right out of me, and I could barely take it back in. my lungs were on fire, because he ended up breaking two ribs. I again had to be rushed to the hospital and had surgery almost immediately. and it hurt like absolute hell. it was difficult to breathe for like a month or so later, every breath made me wince. the worst part was that the tournament took place almost six hours away from my home, so I had to wait a few days until I was fit to travel to come back home
I had 8 (4 baby and the teeth under them) and a half teeth pulled out because my jaw is to small ovo Now my teeth fit properly XD I was put under aesthetic and had a drink that made me forget everything ;v;
I haven't personally had it done to me but I saw this cool/weird technique for fixing severe flesh wounds called skin grafting. They use a potato-peeler looking thing to harvest skin from a healthy part of the body (like the thighs) and they cut a mesh pattern into it. Then they use the meshed skin to stretch it over the wound and staple it there. It looks rly cool and it actually heals rly well.
I had spine surgery back in June of last year. I was pretty anxious because it was a major surgery and I could've ended up paralyzed. I had a panic attack as I was heading to the hospital and my anxiety was... really bad, to say the least. The drugs they gave me before the surgery calmed me down a lot (it actually made me laugh hysterically) and I remember being wheeled into the operating room. I remember them asking me questions and stuff and talking to each other, and then everything kinda went dark once they put me under anesthesia. Afterwards I remember waking up and being in a bit of pain. They'd give me my pain meds every two hours, plus I had a button that I could press that would give me more pain meds through my IV, and I was still absolutely miserable. I was also kind of loopy and the painkillers made me sick so I couldn't keep anything they'd given me down. They then moved me into a different room and would come in about once an hour to check my vitals (and would wake me up every time, which was annoying). I had 2 or 3 IVs and a catheter in my bladder and it was generally pretty uncomfortable. After a couple days of being bedridden they would make me stand up and walk around the hospital and stuff to make sure that I'd be able to be released. I also had to wear this brace whenever I moved around to keep my spine from bending or twisting. I think I was released after 4 days in the hospital? I probably could've gotten out a day sooner, but I wasn't feeling well enough. The worst part though, was the fact that due to my nausea meds not working, I was horribly sick for the entire duration of the hospital stay (and a bit after that too). I ended eating close to nothing for about 2 weeks or so, and since I didn't eat my entire digestive system was backed up and that just made me sicker, so it was just this endless cycle of feeling like shit. It took me about a month to fully recover from that. Surgery is horrible. 0/10 do not recommend.
i mean i guess it's considered surgery but i had screws put in my jaw as like an addition to my braces? i was knocked out the first time for the procedure and of course i couldn't feel anything, but i could hear them talking and the sounds around me (everything was black though). it was weeeiiird
and then when i got them taken out they just numbed me, but one side wasn't really numbed enough so i felt pain but i was too scared to say anything lmao anxiety problems ftw amiright guys? :'D
The thought that scares me the most is going under anesthesia and not coming out of it :< The thought of being cut and stitched up doesn't bother me that much, as long as I know I wont wake up during the process, unable to speak or move :'D THAT would be terrifying >m>
Don't feel bad about being scared, I think a lot of ppl have some kind of fear of surgery :'3
ah no don't worry, I research a lot about medical stuff (surgeries and illness especially) so I know what I'm in for xD needles don't really bother me too much tbh??? like whenever I have to get blood drawn I like to watch them do it. it's fascinating but also horrifying lmao
Well when I was in Kindergarden I had my tonsils removed. I wasn't really scared, and I was about five years old. I remember going to the hospital and thinking it was really cool to get wheeled to the operating room on one of the beds. The operating room looked dark, but that was probably because there was a light right over my face so they could see my mouth and everything looked dim in comparison. Then anesthesiologist leaned over and asked if a wanted cherry or (some other flavor) anesthesia. So I was like "Cherry!" and he put the little mask on my face. Then I said "This tastes disgusting!" and blacked out.
Then I woke up in the hospital room and I really needed to pee but there were machines hooked up to me?? Nothing serious because I had only gotten my tonsils out. eITHER way I thought I was going to pee myself so I tried taking them off, and when I couldn't, I dragged them to the door and started crying because I was confused and I couldn't talk and my life depended on going to the bathroom. So a nurse saw my and ran over and helped he get into the bathroom, because I didn't even know where it was lmao. Then later my dad came and tried to feed me sherbet/sherbert/however you want to spell it and I was really upset because I hated sherbet.
Later my mom asked if I wanted to leave and I kind of just shook my head no and moaned because my throat hurt reALLY BAd. So she was basically like "You're going to have to suffer at home but I can get you a wheelchair," and five year old me thought this was a reasonable offer so I got wheeled down to our car even though I could walk fine.
After that I missed two weeks of kindergarden and got to eat a lot of ice cream. And my aunt got me a whole bunch of "Get well soon!" balloons. The end.