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What is the sickest you have ever been and what did you have?

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I had shingles about 2 or 3 years ago, pretty painful, couldn't take a dump for more than a week because of the immense pain
 
Nothing much besides the standard flu. My only stay in the hospital was when I had a base case of it (I don't really know what I had, but it was flu symptoms), throwing up all the time so I had to be admitted and have an IV put in. Stayed maybe four days, it was over my birthday in January. I don't know how old I was, maybe like 8?

Then once I was with my mom and grandma shopping in a city about an hour from where I live. I got a real bad pain in my side and couldn't eat anything and didn't have to go to the bathroom or anything. It was hard to walk even. So we left for home and I laid down on the backseat of the car the whole time in pain. Just as we were returning home, it just disappeared and I sat up and was like "uh I'm fine now". lol... no idea what was wrong.
 
A coworker's husband had cancer...he died from it a little over a year ago.
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food poisoning or otherwise sick from eating 2-day-old pizza with bad chicken on it.

very sick and weak for about 48 hours, couldn't keep anything down... very horrible, wouldn't wish it on anyone.
 
I got mono *and* shingles at the same time, when I was 17, the summer after graduating from high school. Mono made me so, so tired, and the shingles were on my tailbone, so it was REALLY hard to sit down or go anywhere in a car for weeks. That sucked. Nothing life threatening but just a miserable few weeks between the two ailments.

I got whooping cough as a very young child. Scared my parents to death.

I drank entirely too much ouzo in Athens when I was 16 and was sick for a good two days as a result. Drank it in the late evening, was still a bit drunk the next day on a plane to Brussels, then sick from there home (to NYC, SEA, PDX, then home). Still can't stand ouzo to this day, and it's been over 20 years.

Not me, but my spouse got chicken pox at the age of 27. Every square inch of his body other than the palms of his hands and feet were covered in them, and he got chicken pox pneumonia, which is really dangerous. Ended up having to take him to the emergency room, where they made us stand in the parking lot for awhile while they cleared a path to a room where they could isolate him from other patients. He got it just months before the vaccine was available and he was going to get the shots because he knew he hadn't gotten it as a kid. He was so miserable that a few times he got out his snorkel and filled the bathtub with cool water and literally soaked his head up to the neck for long periods.

My son got viral meningitis two years ago around spring break, then last year around spring break, he got such a bad case of strep throat that he had to go to the hospital for an IV to rehydrate him. Next week is spring break *crossing fingers that he stays healthy*.

Over a period of something like 5 months during kindergarten, my daughter got pneumonia 3 times, norwalk virus, several colds, the flu, sinus and ear infections (I forget how many.) She was on antibiotics something like five times during that time period.
 
Originally posted by: Modelworks
Vaccine to fight biological warfare.
Was in the Navy in 1989 ...
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When I was in the Army, after BT I never took any vaccines especially the flu shot. Every time I saw the medics out on the town, their drinks were on me. I never had to show up for weigh ins or anything. They'd just mark me down a being there.
The that anthrax shots came about after I got out.
I probably would have been RIFed as I wouldn't have taken it if they caught up to me.

 
i had some terrible bug or something that lasted about 12 hours. my kids had both had it the day before: they threw up all day, and were miserable.

the next day, i felt the same. nothing would stay down until i tried drinking room temp water....and then only in sips. i think i spent an hour in the shower that afternoon, after having spend the previous 7 or 8 hours throwing up pretty regularly. the water went cold 30 minutes into my shower, and i turned it off, and just sat there for another half hour before i got up.
 
I have had a painful kidney stone every 4 years since I was 14yo, the last one I threw up all over the emergency room entrance as I walked in buckled over. The one before last they had to shatter because it was too big to come out on its own, was pissing blood and gravel that night.
 
wifey...

arthritis, fibromyalgia, polymyositis (sp?), slightly aenimic..I think that covers the major ones.

She's been in/out of the hospital from age 7-21. She (was) a make a wish child (went to great mall in MN for a week), was the first to be diagnosed with polymyositis on the west coast at her age, and has had millions in treatment done on her

she's done 1 experimental treatment (twice actually), where she had a 50/50 shot of living.

she's also done chemo and all that jazz.

I, on the other hand, have had nothing worst than 1 case of bronchitis. I haven't even gotten chicken pox yet! (nor have I ever broken a bone...)
 
Diverticulitis about 3 years ago. Well, that is what the doc thought at the time. CT scan showed 95% confidence in it.
Couldn't eat solid foods for 7 days. You have no idea what hunger is until you have had nothing but chicken broth for 7 days. It does wonders for weight loss, and makes going to the bathroom interesting...

I never did go in for a colonoscopy. No issues to date.
 
The worst I've ever been sick was when I got menengitis as an infant (around 6 weeks old). The doctors were fairly certain I was going to die. Apparently I didn't... I don't really remember it all that well.

But my best story about getting sick is one I posted in another thread, which I'll just copy verbatim:

Originally posted by: Atomic Playboy
I'm fortunate enough to have a wealthy godmother who likes to travel. When I was in 8th grade, she took me for a weeklong trip to the Galapagos. Everything went swimmingly, and it's by far the best trip I've ever taken in my life. I highly recommend everyone go if they ever get an opportunity.

So the very last night of the trip, we ran out of bottled water. Well, that was no problem, we had some Sprite, so things were fine. We had heard the horror stories about drinking the water, and we knew that wasn't something we wanted to experience. I'm getting ready for bed, ready for the 20 hours of travelling the next day would hold.

When you are a child, you live a life of routine. My routine prior to going to bed was to brush my teeth. This routine was reinforced by dentists who would scare the shit out of me by showing me pictures of kids who didn't brush and floss every day; their teeth would be rotted out, black and grimy, sticking out of their gums in awkward directions, or simply gone from their mouth altogether. Consequently, I made sure I brushed every damn day. But all we had was Sprite... I can't brush my teeth with soda, can I? Nah, can't be, the dentist always tells me to avoid soda too. So, I dribble two drops of water out of the faucet, put that on my toothbrush with plenty of toothpaste, brush, spit (no rinsing of course), done. I made sure I hadn't swallowed any liquid; I was in the clear.

It took less than 15 minutes to hit me. All of a sudden, my large intestine and small intestine seemed like they were attempting to swap places. A horrible gurgling noise started in my stomach, matched in tone and horror by a trembling warble allegedly coming from my mouth (though no human could have produced these sounds, of that I am most sure). My godmother gave me some unmarked pills to take, and like any 13 year old staring death in the face, I complied. All I had to drink was Sprite, but you can take a pill with soda... I mean, OK, I did just brush my teeth, but what's the dentist going to say if I die? "Well, at least he took good care of his teeth." No, I'll take the pills with soda, that will be fine.

Now, I don't know what the pills were. All I know is that they mixed with Sprite like baking soda and vinegar. Suddenly, where before there had been cramping and gurgling, now there was a full-fledged volcano brewing in my innards. But I was young and stupid, and I absolutely refused to vomit. Every bone in my body is yelling, "Just puke you shithead and this will all go away!" but I refused to believe it (what do bones know anyway). I sat in bed all night, clutching my knees to my chest, shivering and sweating, sure that I was destined to die in this roach infested third world hellhole.

The next day, we went to the airport. Normally, we would have sought out an emergency room, but when you are greeted into a country by men holding AK47s, you don't want to overstay your visa. We boarded the plane, and I embarked on the longest voyage of my life. My godmother and I parted ways in Miami, as she was bound for South Carolina and I was headed to Oregon. I spent the next 12 hours on planes and in terminals clutching my knees to my chest, hoping that my insides would rearrange themselves into a normal configuration at some point so that I would be able to straighten up without fear of fracturing vertebrae.

The best part of this experience was that as a young child travelling alone (and clearly in need of medical aid or a priest), I got to board the plane first. It was fun watching every single person get on the plane, take one look at me, then quickly doublecheck their ticket to make sure they weren't sharing a row with Pukey McDiarrhea (not that I was having either of these symptons on the plane mind you, but I'm sure I looked like a leper who had just been injected with weaponized ebola). There's nothing more satisying than someone saying a hail Mary before they take their seat beside you. But the small joy that this would make an excellent story for parties was quickly surpassed by the overwhelming agony that only someone suffering from La Turista in a tin can in turbulence at 30,000 feet can truly appreciate.

I eventually made it home, and spent the next 14 hours safely on a toilet, emptying myself of the evil that had purged my fragile body while my mom called around to see where we could find replacement organs for the ones I had just forcefully ejected from my torso. All's well that ends well, and to that end I survived and had a hell of a time in the Galapagos. But I'd sooner let every tooth rot out of my head than brush my teeth with Ecuadorian tapwater again.
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dehydrated with a 108 fever.

this was during high school, probably sophmore year. usually every year around winter time i always get sick. it started out pretty normal, fever, sore throat, the usual things i expect every year. this year though i seemed a little more dizzy. my mother and I went to our doctor for a checkup. went in, mom did the paperwork while nurse stuck a thermometer in my mouth. when she came back and looked at the thermometer, her eyes widened, and she ran to the doctor. he looked at the temperature, and just simply said, you have to go now. go to the hospital now. i was like, why? it doesn't seem that bad. went to the hospital and they hooked a bag to me. apparently i was heavily dehydrated and was at 108 degrees.... i was out for 3 days after that.
 
Two years in a row during high school (about 10 years ago now) I got something that displayed very similar symptoms to mono but was not actually mono. The first time which was the worst I ended up being out of school for about three weeks. The main symptoms were that I slept anywhere from 9-17 hours at a time, was constantly physically exhausted, headaches if I attempted to get out of bed, and a fever. At the worst point the fever was 105. The doctors never did figure out what was wrong or how to treat it.

The funny part was that my parents told me to go back to school about two weeks in (more funny to me as it was the only time in my life that my mom, who worked for doctors and had a very good understanding of health, told me to go to school when sick). I went back and lasted about 10 minutes into my first class before I headed to the nurses office. Once there I explained it and told her that I needed someplace to sleep/collapse (physical exhaustion). She called my dad to come pick me up. At this point both the nurse and my dad both thought I was acting like I was far sicker than I was. When they both came into the room to get me I slowly stood up and quickly passed out for a couple seconds. Apparently words were said to my dad regarding sending deathly ill kids to school and what the nurse would personally do if she saw me back in school before I was perfectly healthy.
 
Lyme Disease that was caught untreated for maybe 2-3 years. 1-2 months in the hospital = not a fun time for a kid.
 
Originally posted by: Ns1
wifey...

arthritis, fibromyalgia, polymyositis (sp?), slightly aenimic..I think that covers the major ones.

She's been in/out of the hospital from age 7-21. She (was) a make a wish child (went to great mall in MN for a week), was the first to be diagnosed with polymyositis on the west coast at her age, and has had millions in treatment done on her

she's done 1 experimental treatment (twice actually), where she had a 50/50 shot of living.

she's also done chemo and all that jazz.

I, on the other hand, have had nothing worst than 1 case of bronchitis. I haven't even gotten chicken pox yet! (nor have I ever broken a bone...)
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OMG- My wife has everything your wife does! On top of that, she had to have her back fused in a couple of places due to disk problems. This all started happening when she was about 33, so she hasn't lived her whole life like this. Best of luck to you man.
 
Originally posted by: Fritzo
Originally posted by: Ns1
wifey...

arthritis, fibromyalgia, polymyositis (sp?), slightly aenimic..I think that covers the major ones.

She's been in/out of the hospital from age 7-21. She (was) a make a wish child (went to great mall in MN for a week), was the first to be diagnosed with polymyositis on the west coast at her age, and has had millions in treatment done on her

she's done 1 experimental treatment (twice actually), where she had a 50/50 shot of living.

she's also done chemo and all that jazz.

I, on the other hand, have had nothing worst than 1 case of bronchitis. I haven't even gotten chicken pox yet! (nor have I ever broken a bone...)
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OMG- My wife has everything your wife does! On top of that, she had to have her back fused in a couple of places due to disk problems. This all started happening when she was about 33, so she hasn't lived her whole life like this. Best of luck to you man.
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YGPM
 
Chicken Pox when I was a kid. At the worst of it, I couldn't leave my bed for more than 5 minutes without being overwhelmed with exhaustion.
 
18 days of pure hell after eating a bad Taco in Mexico.

Right now I'm tore up pretty bad after eating/drinking something bad in Quimbaya, Colombia. Just started taking Cipro yesterday to clear it up.
 
i had pneumonia in high school, i was basically delirious for a couple of days during the worst part of it
 
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