ever had a health scare??

Robsweezie

had one recently. found what I thought was a noticeable bruise on my arm that I couldn't explain- it was an unsightly grey colour. for days I ignored it but a family member noticed it and inquired as to whether it was a bruise or not. I tried to brush it off as nothing and hoped it would fade but as the days passed it wasn't budging. I was growing concerned and checking it constantly.

this was a particularly horrible predicament. my cousin died of leukaemia ten years ago and the first sign of illness was a multitude of unexplained bruises out of nowhere, so it was very close to home. the most morbid thoughts ran through my head about death and dying and what if I ended up the same.

so in the shower I decided to to check whether it really was a bruise by washing the area with shower gel, and lo and behold the ''bruise'' was gone. turns out was just a patch of stubborn dirt/ ink or something ( I have perfect hygiene you arseholes!!). the sense of relief could not be underestimated. I was preparing myself to go to the GP over this. just for closure.

I know it seems trivial but I genuinely was frightened for my life. nothing like a good health scare to put things in perspective and realise whats important. facing your own mortality is terrifying. look after yourselves boardsies.

HardenendMan

Glad that it turned out to be nothing, Rob.

I had a panic attack recently. Thought I was a dead man. Since then a lot of things that would wind me up before are very trivial now.

How dirty are you that you had to scrub a possibly bruised area after several days to find out if it was a bruise?

Aint Eazy Being Cheezy

We eventually convinced my old lad to go to alcoholics anonymous after he passed out drunk and fell down the stairs and banged his head, woke up in hospital.

He went to one meeting, and listened to another man tell the story of how he lost his job, driving licence and family because of drink, and he'd finally given it up after he too woke up in hospital having drunk kerosene.

My dad came home, in brilliant form and with renewed optimism. Said he couldn't possibly be an alcoholic, because he'd never drunk kerosene.

Bullchomper

My doctor said "boo" to me once (blatant lie). Hope your feelings of panic have subsided. You'll feel better once you've had a check up and (easier said than done) try not to worry.

Turtyturd

Not personally. But when our eldest was born he was left the whole day in distress, and was eventually born in a panic with the cord wrapped around his neck due to the incompetence of the staff. I don't think it hit me at the time how serious it could have been but every day I am thankful that it turned out okay.

harry Bailey esq

HardenendMan wrote: »

Glad that it turned out to be nothing, Rob.

I had a panic attack recently. Thought I was a dead man. Since then a lot of things that would wind me up before are very trivial now.

Panic attacks are a c*nt,especially when you are not used to them.Terrifying

Canis Lupus

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

The Diabolical Monocle

try putting the gray spray paint in the shed and the deodorant in the bathroom next time.

Mesrine65

I had a bag lock on my 'cherry blast' parachute jump & had to use the clutch to disconnect my main canopy & deploy my reserve chute (thank God for static lines) :eek:

Nearly had a heart attack with the fear

stampydmonkey

Have had a mole removed after my poor Da passed away from malignant melanoma. Really sad but now wary of every bloody freckle on my body.

Also a few years ago found a lump on one of my balls...needless to say wasn't the most pleasant of wait to get it confirmed as a cyst....on the plus side got my balls felt up by some lovely doctoress' s

Littlehorny

Had to get checked for skin cancer once, worked out doors all my adult life. Patches on my nose were sun damage but not cancerous thank fook. As the song goes "but trust me on the sun screen".

Nino Brown

I was sick for a few days, like really sick, vomiting every 20-mins for about 3 days. I was admitted to hospital with acute kidney failure, my kidneys had basically stopped working altogether. Doctors did every test/scan they could to figure out what was wrong, all were coming back negative, they were saying at least if they could find something, they could treat it, but they were stumped as to what was causing it.
I wasn't aware at the time, but there was a shortage of beds in the hospital, but they eventually got me a room, in the oncology ward. That morning I thought I had food poisoning, by lunch time I was full sure I had kidney failure, and cancer, possibly kidney cancer. That night they just kept pumping fluid into me through a drip to force my kidneys to work. The next morning, they did a test again, kidney function was back to 100%, they sent me home, never had a problem since.

Rosy Posy

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

I'm so sorry to hear this- I hope you're getting the treatment you need and have friends and family around you.

I had an abnormal smear in my early 20s and the nurse who gave me the results told me the best thing I could do to avoid cancer was to quit smoking. Gave up the fags that day- best thing I ever did!

Lisha

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

Sorry to hear that. Rotten start to thr new year indeed. I hope the treatment goes well for you.

MayoForSam

I was over in the US last June with work. Had a few local craft beers when I got there one evening. Next morning, I woke up with terrible stomach pains. Managed to get into work for a meeting, but I was in agony so had to bail and got my boss to bring me to the local trauma center.

As soon as I produced my credit card, they weren't long examining me and sticking a load of electrodes on my chest. They started doing some tests, which took a while since one of their analyzers was acting up. In the meantime, they made me drink some concoction (pain killers and Maalox mainly), which did start to kick in and alleviate the pain after about 30 minutes.

Next thing, the doctor comes in and tells me to remain clam but one of the test results had come back and shown an elevated level of one particular enzyme which might indicate I was having a heart attack! I was feeling better at this stage but leave it to the experts, right? So they decided to send me to the local ER in the main hospital, about 10 minutes away. Away I go on a stretcher, into an ambulance and up the road at 60 mph, sirens blazing. I had a great view out the back window.

At the ER, I met the cardiologist and he laid it on the line, saying if it was a heart attack, they might have to 'open me up'. By now, I was feeling fine and was in a state of shock. Before anything else would happen, they had to run some more tests. Another hour passed, then the doctor came and told me, "Sorry, there's nothing wrong with you, we had a faulty reading on one of our analyzers. You're free to go.".

So after signing a few release forms, they let me go, I got a taxi back to work and went back to my meeting. Got a big round of applause when I walked in.

I was still getting bills around 3 months later ($1200 for my ambulance ride for example), luckily work insurance took care of it. I was impressed by the US medical system, it works very well once you can pay for it. And I will be avoiding local (very yeasty) craft beers on my next visit.

Nino Brown

MayoForSam wrote: »

I was still getting bills around 3 months later ($1200 for my ambulance ride for example), luckily work insurance took care of it. I was impressed by the US medical system, it works very well once you can pay for it. And I will be avoiding local (very yeasty) craft beers on my next visit.

The bill for my 1 day in hospital was $18,500 dollars. The service is unreal, but if you don't have insurance you are screwed. Luckily I had insurance with work too.

rainbow kirby

Fainted while I was running one night around 5 years ago, went to see the doc in college the next day, got booted down to Vincent's almost straight away and ended up getting a full round of cardiology testing. Gave me quite a fright at the time, turned out there was nothing wrong, thankfully, but apparently they had to do it all as a rule-out for cardiomyopathy.

DBB

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

Scary times. And yes, what a sh1t start to the year
All the best with the treatment, take care of yourself.

Grayson

I died.

It was when I was a kid. I had meningitis, whooping cough and pneumonia. I was resuscitated when I got to hospital. I don't remember a lot but it scared the **** outta my parents.


I also had my lung collapse the day after a friends birthday party. I thought it was indigestion or a stomach problem. Because of that I managed to smoke half a pack whilst waiting at A&E.

Day Lewin

A call-back after a mammogram. (The breast-check thing) Something abnormal, needed to be looked at again.

Crikey. Shock.

My youngest child was about 8 at the time. It was only a few days until the appointment but they were among the nastiest few days I ever spent, lying sleepless, wondering, husband beside me doing exactly the same.

In the event it turned out ok, just a patch of opaque tissue: but this incident motivated my husband to start strongly encouraging me to stop smoking. Not that there's very much connection, but cancer scares we can do without.

As he said at the time, he didn't look forwards to nursing me through a fatal illness. Understandable.

I did quit the smokes a number of years later.

doriansmith

About a year and a half ago I found a large lump in my breast. Husband brought me straight to the doctor, both of us in a total panic. The doctor reckoned it was a tumour but most likely benign. He said the lump was at least 4cm x 5cm & that was just the surface he could feel. Had to go get it checked out in a breast clinic in hospital a few days later.

Those few days were a nightmare. The worry about how big the lump was and therefore how advanced it might be if it was cancerous. And anger at myself for not checking myself regularly etc.

When my hospital appointment came up, I got examined by a doctor who agreed it was probably a benign tumour & said either way I'd be looking at surgery as it was so big. They then did an ultrasound but there was a delay so I was waiting about an hour. Longest hour of my life. Eventually get called in & the ultrasound shows that it's actually a massive cyst. They drained it there and then. The relief was unreal.

Robsweezie

Canis Lupus wrote:

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

best wishes canis, I can't imagine what it feels to have the fear become reality, your health is your wealth, hope the next few months is a turnaround for you

salmocab

I found a lump on my right ball about 4 years ago and I was planking it, went straight to doc got referred for an ultrasound it turned out to be just a cyst but for a few days I was up the wall. Not normally one for doctors but on that occasion I was straight round and bags down letting him have a look and feel, no sign of embarrassment from me.

the evasion_kid

MayoForSam wrote: »

I was over in the US last June with work. Had a few local craft beers when I got there one evening. Next morning, I woke up with terrible stomach pains. Managed to get into work for a meeting, but I was in agony so had to bail and got my boss to bring me to the local trauma center.

As soon as I produced my credit card, they weren't long examining me and sticking a load of electrodes on my chest. They started doing some tests, which took a while since one of their analyzers was acting up. In the meantime, they made me drink some concoction (pain killers and Maalox mainly), which did start to kick in and alleviate the pain after about 30 minutes.

Next thing, the doctor comes in and tells me to remain clam but one of the test results had come back and shown an elevated level of one particular enzyme which might indicate I was having a heart attack! I was feeling better at this stage but leave it to the experts, right? So they decided to send me to the local ER in the main hospital, about 10 minutes away. Away I go on a stretcher, into an ambulance and up the road at 60 mph, sirens blazing. I had a great view out the back window.

At the ER, I met the cardiologist and he laid it on the line, saying if it was a heart attack, they might have to 'open me up'. By now, I was feeling fine and was in a state of shock. Before anything else would happen, they had to run some more tests. Another hour passed, then the doctor came and told me, "Sorry, there's nothing wrong with you, we had a faulty reading on one of our analyzers. You're free to go.".

So after signing a few release forms, they let me go, I got a taxi back to work and went back to my meeting. Got a big round of applause when I walked in.

I was still getting bills around 3 months later ($1200 for my ambulance ride for example), luckily work insurance took care of it. I was impressed by the US medical system, it works very well once you can pay for it. And I will be avoiding local (very yeasty) craft beers on my next visit.

I had something similar after eating a vindaloo one night... I was puking,farting and crying all at the same time though.

KatW4

A couple of months ago I had a really bad head cold. I have asthma and it started acting up until eventually I was struggling to breathe. I went to the doctor who put me on a nebuliser but that didn't help so I was sent to A&E. I was put on another nebuliser and after a few hours I was breathing normally again.

I've never been so scared as I was for those few hours. Not being able to breathe is awful.

whiskeyman

Had headaches and unknown to me I was showing all the signs of a brain haemorrhage.
I phoned the my GP who advised I go to A&E or else 'I mightnt see you again'... nice way to shock me to going!

Had all the scans and spinal fluid removed as a prevention... turns out they couldn't see anything wrong.
it's funny at the time that as I was waiting for the doc in the hospital to tell me the news, you expect anything and are ready for anything. 'Do whenever... Crack open my head and fix it doc' I probably would have said.
thank fook it never came to that.
Definitely changed my attitude on a lot of things.

K4t

Regularly while reading posts in After Hours.

nomeban

Found a lump in my sack so went to the doctor to check it out.

Went into the doctor to find that it was a youngish hot blonde woman.

I instantly get nervous - willy shrivels up. I should have asked for a male doctor.

Whip down the pants and willy shrivels more due to the cold.

Mortification causes willy to shrivel up even more. Also the fact that I thought I had balls cancer didn't help my nerves.

Worst 10 minutes of my entire life.

Was referred the the hospital for a scan.

Got a chance to watch an ultrasound video of my balls on TV - that was cool. I saw the blood pumping around them and all.

Turns out it was just an enlarged vas deferens vein. (I think that's the spelling)

So I have no ball cancer.

Gael23

One day last March I woke up at 6am with what I hope is the worst abdominal pain I will ever experience. My initial thought was that the previous evening I had eaten chicken right on its expiry date and I was paying the price. After some time I decided I wold get up and drink a glass of water as that often helps such complaints, and then bang.
The minute I stood up I felt as if my stomach had tied into a knot and I needed to throw up. I still wasn't too concerned but that feeling didn't go away over the next few hours and I had no diarrhoea which you would expect from eating gone off food.
Now on the next day I felt no better, and still in terrible pain but I had began to pass blood which instantly got alarm bells ringing. So the next morning (Saturday) I went to the out of hours GP and he did some tests but didn't really know what was wrong and gave me some medicines but instructed me to go to A&E if things got worse before I could see my own GP. I waited to see my own GP and cutting out 2 weeks or so of tests it turned out I had an impacted bowel to the extent I also had a urinary infection as the passage was obstructed.
Wasn't extremely serious but I had some really terrifying symptoms

endacl

Canis Lupus wrote: »

I've a lump above my collar bone. Figured it was a cyst. Turns out it's looking like lymphoma and it has cousins in my chest area. Happy new year to me.

Hopefully low grade. Wishing you a best case scenario.

HalloweenJack

nomeban wrote: »

So I have no ball cancer.

Had a similar experience myself. Found a lump on the underside of my sack. Went to the GP on the Monday and had him have a look. It was the most nerve-wracking time of my life, felt like I was hovering between life and death. He had a look, asked me some questions and then told me to pull my pants up.

He smiled and said there was nothing to worry about, it was just an infected hair follicle.

tnegun

The Friday of the May Bank Holiday weekend 2008 the OH had her 20 week scan on our first. We were last on the list so about 4.30 we were called in. Everything went well at first but then it started to drag on and it was obvious the nurse was trying to see something over and over. She told us she was going to seek a second opionon on something and another nurse joined us after another 20 or so minutes they told us the baby had a serious problem with her heart and that they needed to find a consultant.

We were in total shock and the nurse returned to say everyone had gone home for the weekend and that they would call us Tuesday to follow up! She offered us a cup of tea and then we were sent on our way. It was the following Wednesday before we could be seen again and those where the worst 5/6 days of our lives. The consultant was a cnut and basically told us the baby wouldn't survive to term and if she did would not live for very long. She then said there's not much more for us to do but get you an appointment with the Cardiologists in Crumlin to see can they do anything for her.

The appointment was made for a couple of weeks later and we were in dismay on the way home a call came from Crumlin to ask could we be there at 6am the following morning and we said absolutely. We met the cardiologists and while the previous consultant had correctly identified a serious heart condition they had the prognosis completely wrong. Yes it was serious and surgery would be required shortly after birth but the babys chances of surviving were nowhere near as poor as had been made out. Yes it was bad and the baby had a tough road ahead of her but not definitely terminal. It was like winning the lotto

She's 6 years old now and has had 2 open heart surgery's the first at just 3 days old and multiple procedures but by looking at her you'd never know anything was wrong and her future while not completely certain is pretty good and all going well she'll lead a relatively normal health life.

Nino Brown

Nino Brown wrote: »

I was sick for a few days, like really sick, vomiting every 20-mins for about 3 days. I was admitted to hospital with acute kidney failure, my kidneys had basically stopped working altogether. Doctors did every test/scan they could to figure out what was wrong, all were coming back negative, they were saying at least if they could find something, they could treat it, but they were stumped as to what was causing it.
I wasn't aware at the time, but there was a shortage of beds in the hospital, but they eventually got me a room, in the oncology ward. That morning I thought I had food poisoning, by lunch time I was full sure I had kidney failure, and cancer, possibly kidney cancer. That night they just kept pumping fluid into me through a drip to force my kidneys to work. The next morning, they did a test again, kidney function was back to 100%, they sent me home, never had a problem since.

Acute kidney injury main cause is dehydration. The fact that you couldn't hold down any fluids was probably the reason your eGFR was low. Once the sickness passed, you were able to hold water and your kidney function went back to normal.

I found a lump on my boob. I went straight to my gp who had a feel and told me she wasn't too worried but that she'd send me for checkup just in case. Sound.

A week later I got an appointment for the hospital and went in a teeny bit nervous but not particularly bricking it or anything because I had of course been told it was ok.

So I'm lying there tits on show and the boob doc takes a while to find the lump, and when he does he gets this worried look on his face. Tells me to please wait. Goes and gets a consultant and the two of them are there having a good squeeze around and consultant does the same worried face. "OK miss doodles we want you to have a scan, you'll get your appointment in the post".

I walked out in a complete daze feeling so sick and panicked. I didn't think to ask how long it would take to get the apt or what they thought it was, I focused solely on their worried faces and the fact that the the first doc had to get someone else to check.

It took a week to get the scan appointment and another two weeks to be seen. I don't know why I didn't go private tbh, I just figured I was better staying "in the system". Three weeks of thinking I was dying. It was horrible.

As soon as the nice lady put the ultrasound machine on she said "have you ever been in a bad car accident", which I have, she knew instantly that it was scar tissue. I've never felt such relief, not only that she wasn't worried, but that she knew exactly what it was.

Very scary, my heart goes out to anyone dealing with it on a more long term or permanent basis. It's an awful lot for anyone to have to cope with.

kenco

Thankfully only a scare but could have been worse

Following a very intensive and stressful period of work (mental hours) I had a chest cold I couldnt shake. Eventually decided to go to the GP but mine was booked up so went to one of the Clinics. Got seen to quickly and chest infection diagnosed, antibiotics, etc but the guy checking me out seemed to be asking a lot of questions. Didnt think too much of it until he told me he was calling an ambulance to get me into A&E. Didnt say why and as I wasnt feeling too bad apart from the chest I asked why and he wouldnt get into it...anyways next thing a nurse appears and there is a lot of hushed chat between them. The GP goes out and she very calmly tells me they need to do one more check. This turns out to be the full whack, sensors everywhere, lots of beeps so I says 'is this what I think it is' and she replies she doesnt think so but the GP does!

She was right but I was told to see my GP urgently. Given loads of pills and told to do literally as little as possible for min 2 weeks. Ended up with a specialist who diagnosed a genetic condition so on meds for life but all good. I mentioned to him the incident in the clinic and he was stunned and told me they should have stated what they suspected. Turned out they thought I might be having a stroke! That to put it mildly stopped me in my tracks

Sorry meant to add the moral of this story is the benefits of ongoing checks and screening. If I hadnt been checked that day its possible I would have had a stroke which would have been completely out of the blue to my and everyone I know (generally fit, healthy, etc). Getting the odd check up from time to time is definitely of benefit no matter how healthy you feel or are.

dudara

I was born with a congenital heart defect. It wasn't diagnosed until later and I had corrective surgery when I was 10. All fine ever since.

Did Taekwon Do for many years. Collapsed one night doing a jumping kick. Initial diagnosis was a torn medial ligament. However, when I didn't recover they re diagnosed a torn hamstring. Once I got the correct treatment, it healed well.

The final TKD damage was a detached retina, all the way down to the macula. Didn't really cop there was damage until I covered my right eye one night and realised that I only had 25% vision in the left eye. Surgery and one month recuperation followed. Ever since then I've bern hyper sensitive about my eyes.

Was travelling in the US for work about 2 years ago when my eye (detached retina eye) got very sore, swollen etc. Was very worried but got taken to emergency room where doctor diagnosed a corneal scratch. Likely a piece of grit had gotten under my eyelid and scraped the cornea. Very painful but healed very quickly. Big sigh of relief.

ytpe2r5bxkn0c1

I pride myself on my memory and once thought I was entering early dementia as I felt I had forgotten something in town. But viut turns out I hadn't. I think....

Seriously though, no I have never had a health scare. I have had health problems but they were all real and soon mended.

flutered

Lisha wrote: »

Sorry to hear that. Rotten start to thr new year indeed. I hope the treatment goes well for you.

a neibhour has been told it is too late to give up smoking, keep at it he has been told

A close relative died of a neurodegenerative illness. A couple of years ago I had some of the symptoms they had at the beginning of their illness, went to the GP and was sent for tests... and then more tests.

Time crawled, I saw myself slowing down to an eventual stop, not recognising anyone or being able to express myself, and then lingering before an untimely death. I cried myself to sleep for a month, sitting one of the most important exams of my life in the interim. I didn't even care how I did, just that I was going to die and hurt everyone I loved in doing so. I couldn't bring myself to tell anyone what was going on, and I was living alone. I could barely squeak out a few words to anyone during those weeks, couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think.

Getting the all clear was the most exquisite relief you can imagine, though for a long time afterwards I was worried the docs had gotten it wrong. I'll never forget that sensation of time being about to run out, never.

Clermont1098

Thought I was going to die in a situation. It was all matter of fact, if he does this then...

Rubberlegs

Not anything half as bad as some of the stories, but have nearly choked a couple of times. The first time I was about 6, and jumping about with a hard lemon sherbet sweet in my mouth. It lodged in my throat, and I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk to tell anyone, and managed to stagger to my parents in the kitchen. At this stage I was turning blue, and I remember my Dad grabbing me, turning me upside down and walloping me in the back. The sweet shot out, and I was hysterical that my Dad had hit me

The second time I got a fish bone lodged in my throat, going across from tonsil to tonsil. It was rotten, I was gagging on it. My parents wanted to take me to A & E but I refused point blank. My Mother came at me with the tweezers , but I recently read about some dopey cow sticking her tooth brush back too far and swallowing it when her swallow reflex kicked in, so I wouldn't let her near me in case I swallowed them. In the end after much retching, I managed to dislodge the bone myself with the tweezers. It was massive, and the situation probably wasn't helped by my tonsils being enlarged all my life .

So all was good, and I survived ,haha. But I can't watch kids with hard sweets in their mouths, it freaks me out

Micky 32

Like most on here nothing compares to some of the ailments on here but this scared the hell out of me. Heart attacks run our family. Over a month i was starting to get burning sensations coming and going in the middle of my chest. It got worse and one day it felt like someone got a hairdryer and put it real close to my chest a real hot feeling. I was sure i was going to drop dead any minute especially due to family history.

I had to go into A&E, all the wires hooked up etc. Turned out it was severe heart burn due to acid reflux. A course of tablets cured it. I did feel silly afterwards but believe it or not in my 44 years i have never had heartburn before, hence why it scared me.

beks101

This thread is terrifying

*fondles boobies*