Once upon a time my brother met with accident. but that incident which had happened to my brother was not know to any one in my family. after that i got one call from my brothers friend that he met with accident, so me alone went to hospital . at that time no one was there in my home so me alone went with more fear. when i went to hospital doctor said that we want to admit him in emergency ward. i dont know what to do. i called every one through mobile no one attended. i cried a lot because of fear. at last my uncle only came farward to help me at that time. really at that time i was helpless. that day night only my father came after hearing this news. then after one month i got my brother back at the normal stage. I was in middle school and i was riding the bus home one day, like very other day. I was a sixth grader so I was forced to sit in the front of the bus against my will, and many of the older kids were playing around in the back of the bus. They found some crayons and started to break them and throw them around the bus. I was huge Sally Jesse Raphael glasses so I figured my eyes were safe. I was wrong. A crayon came around the side and hit me right in the eye. It burst a blood vessel in my eye. I was in the emergency room and they decided that nothing was really wrong and it would heal over time, just like an outside wound. I did have a pretty cool story to tell everyone and a bloody eye to show.

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Since my mother had an experience with colon cancer at the age of 67, I thought it would be wise for me have a screening colonoscopy at age 50, to make sure I didn't have the same type of problem. During this procedure, the patient is sedated, and the doctor does a visual inspection of the bowel using a flexible lighted scope. Probably the most unpleasant part of the test takes place on the day prior to the procedure, when the patient is required to clean out the bowel by drinking a prescribed solution such as Golytely. As one might imagine, the medication is most effective at moving solids out of the colon, and the patient will spend several hours close to the toilet. During my examination, the doctor discovered a fairly large polyp attached to the colon wall. It was large enough that he was not able to remove it with the colonoscope during the procedure. He reported to me that the growth appeared to be benign, but would still have to be surgically removed before it became cancerous. Within a week, I was on the operating table having a surgeon perform a left hemicolectomy, where an 8-inch section of my large intestine was removed. The pathology report confirmed that the polyp was benign, but that it was the kind of tissue that would have become a problem for me at some point. My recovery from the abdominal surgery was a little slower than I would have hoped. Still, I had the peace of mind that I did not have a colon cancer problem. All of doctors who examined me said that they prefer to find potential problems early, rather than having to deal with the situation after symptoms appear. In my own opinion, I am the poster child for screening colonoscopies. I avoided what could have become a life-threatening condition because I took the time to get checked.

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I had to spend the night in the hospital I went in because I was threating a miscarriage. It just happen from out of know where I was feeling fine then all of a sudden my stomach started hurting. I thought it was gas so I took a tums. Then after that I felt this dropping feeling then I felt better, but when I went to the bathroom I was bleeding and the strange thing about it. It was on the day of my first doctors appointment. I called the doctor and I was told to come in right away. Well when I got there my doctor told me I was fully dilated at 17 weeks of course that baby couldn't survive so they told me it was best to go ahead and abort because he was going to come out anyway. I never will know for sure. That was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I was diagnosed as having and incompetence cervix. (don't know if that was it) Because I went and had two babies after that and I didn't have to have my cervix stitched closed. I was just told to take it easy. I have a disease, sickle-cell anemia, so I as a child I was constantly hopitalized - weeks at a time. THen, one day, the doctor told me about a new experimental drug called Hydroxurea. After 3 years, I have not yet been admited to the hospital. THe drug has truly been a miracle. I have never felt so much freedom from my disease! when i was 15 years old, we were on school summer camp. at that time, a little accident change my whole life. we had finish our dinner and sit near campfire. a small crabs like animal came and i was too panic that i stream. it was near my leg and i get to go aside and my hand touch the fire. whole hand part were burn and i have to take plastic surgery for that. i can feel today also feel the threthen of that night. hope, noon e can suffer such. "I did not have any scars nor I met with an accident I had one disease that was Love. I loved a man he was 16 years elder to me and was married. I was 21 years old. I was working as a teacher in a Primary School. However we decided to get married after he gets his divorce. I did not tell about my love to anybody not even my close friend..

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After a year passed he said I don't want to get married to you...get married to the person your mother choose for you. I said NO! and this argument went for 3-4 months..then I decided to kill myself.I purposely tried to kill myself by a car accident on 10th March 2009..and I did it! I don't know what happened? I woke up on 16th March 2009 and saw my parents, my relatives and my brother crying painfully in the hospital for me. Pastors were praying for me..It was such a terrible moment..I had got 7 stitches on my forehead. I had bruise all over my body and was not able to see properly.However I recovered through the prayers of my beloved ones. On 16th April 2009 I got married to the one my parents choose and today I am very happy.. With my husband.. What a fool I was to take such a hasty decision.

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I have a serious problem with my eyes (left). It was first noticed in the year 2005. One day morning i wokeup and i found that i had a pain on my left eye, i took a mirror and noticed that my left eye become dark red in color, immidiatly i went to an optalmologist to find out the problem, the doctor after a detailed investigation told me that it is just like a swelling in my eye, need not to worry, and he gave me some eye drops and other medicines. Today in 2009 also i have the same problem in my left eye.

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When I was a freshman in high school, I had to get an appendectomy. It all began while I was in Costco with my mom doing are usual shopping. I love to eat all the free samples. When we were checking out, I got a strong pain in my stomach. I initially thought it was from all the different food sample I ate. When I got home, the pain continued and it eventually narrowed down to my lower right side of my abdomen. Given that my mom too had once gotten an appendectomy, she suggested that I might need one. I was very insistent in going to the hospital, so I decided to wait til the following morning. In the middle of the night, it felt like I was really constipated and the pain only got worse. I finally gave in in the early hours of the morning, and I was admitted in the hospital. After waiting about 3 hours while in the most pain I had ever felt, I went in for surgery. After the appendectomy, I stayed in the hospital for two days and was then sent home. I was able to return the school the following week as long as I didn't do any extraneous activities.

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I am a 67 year old woman and I have only stayed in a hospital overnight on two occasions. The first is when I was born (in 1942 they kept you in the hospital for at least a week) and then in the year 2000 when my Mother was dying and the doctor let me sleep in the room with her. I've never broken a bone except for a broken nose when a softball hit me head-on. And I've only had stitches in two places: On my chin when I fell down rollerskating at the age of 7 and on my cheek when the dermatologist removed a basal cell carcinoma. Neither of those stitchings required overnight stays in a hospital. I've never given birth, and still have all four of my wisdom teeth, my appendix, gall bladder, uterus, and ovaries. I hope to keep this record intact until I die! "

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Hi, my name is Denny. When I was stationed in Las Vegas with the Air Force, I was enjoying superbowl sunday with some friends at my house. I tried to open a plastic coke bottle with a serrated knife. The bottle slipped, and I partially severed my left thumb. The cut was deep into the lowest knuckle. My friends drove me to the emergecy room at the air base. I was less than than impressed with the triage nurse. Not to mention the attending e.r. doctor (a captain, I think) made several mistakes while attempting to retrieve the tendons that has snapped back into the base of my hand. After she failed to find them, she stapled my wound an scheduled me for surgery the next day. So, there I am lying on the bed staring up at two doctors, as I'm being prepped for surgery. This is where we get to the meat of the story. The anesthesiologist was poking me in the armpit with a cold steel spike looking for the main nerve. Not a pleasant moment. Once he found the main nerve, and my entire arm convulsed, he took a larger needle and shoved it into my armpit. He proceeds to inject lidocain into my arm, to numb the nerve, to operate on the hand. Simple, right? One problem. He pushed the needle through my brachial nerve into the left ventricle. See where this is going? Pure lidocain flowing like a river directly into my heart. I actually heard the ba...beep ba...beep machine hooked up to me flatline. I heard the sound of that lifeless tone emnating from that machine as I was losing consciousness. I thought I was going to die, but I decided against it. I stayed focused on the florescent light buld in the ceiling. I don't know how I was revived,and all of sudden, everything was back to normal. I couldn't hear, because of this strange waterfall effect in my ears, for 20 to 30 minutes. I was upset, I used some vulgar language, and demanded to be told what had happened. When the operating physician exlpained to me what the anesthesiologist had done I was upset at first. But I realized how difficult it is for him to operate on the inside of my arm, totally blind, using feel only. I don't blame him for almost taking my life. I was the idiot that severed the thumb, that required his attention. He didn't come to me. The surgery was successful and I have 98% use of my thumb. Other than a lightening bolt-shaped scar that runs the length of my hand, you couldn't tell I had ever been injured.

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Six years ago I had a stillborn daughter. I was 28 years old. This was my first pregnancy and I was low risk. I went to all my doctor appointments, never drank alcohol, ate all the right food, took vitamins, etc. She was planned. Everything was going well and she was developing as normal. I was 32 weeks along. I was at work and I realized that I had not felt her move all day. I called the doctor thinking everything was OK but should get her checked out. I had an ultrasound and there was no heartbeat. I was admitted into the hospital and induced for labor. She was finally born an angel two days later. She was taken for tests and to be examined to find out why she died. No reason was ever found. I did go on to have two healthy children after her. I still wonder what happened. Why did she die? I think about her everyday. during my travel to my native place, i met one accident. in that accident there is no high injury, small scratches only. even though i go to a hospital for checkup. in that hospital the doctor told me to take x-ray and so many testes. i told him sir i do not have any heavy pain or other. but the doctor advise to all the things to do. i spend more than rs 15000 . after reach my home town i visit my family doctor hospital and show all the reports, he analyse all the reports and told there is no need to any requirement for taking these things. all of this waste its only cheating by the doctor. so be carefull in hospitals

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In my childhood .i was affected by chikungunya in that day i having exam .i suffer a lot .i cant sit .especially for that exam i prepare very well but i cant attend the exam . that day i cried and fever was so high and i admitted in hosiptal. after one month one only i went to school one time i hurt my knee at work went the doctor told the doctor about my knee he want to give a full physcial you know bent over and cough. I ask doctor want this have to do with my knee . "American medicine" ha

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I did a foolish thing by borrowing a friend's motor scooter. I had permission but not the experience with which to drive it properly. As I was sailing down a city street I saw an SUV pulling out of a side street in front of me. Apparently the driver did not see me because she was high up and actually looked over me on the little scooter. She pulled out right in front of me and, because of my lack of experience with the gears and steering, I was unable to stop or swerve. I crashed into the hood, flying off the seat, my cheek crunching on the SUV’s hood. It happened quickly, but it was like slow motion to me. I saw my forearm being sliced by a piece of metal on the scooter’s handlebar as my body was being flung forward. The ambulance came, and I was taken to the emergency room, conscious, as only a woman could be, that one side of my face was bleeding and a glob of yellow fat was hanging out of the cut on my forearm! At the hospital I was treated by an emergency room doctor who happened to be a former brain surgeon. That is probably the reason that the scar on my forearm is barely noticeable. He paid no attention to my face, which apparently had enough flesh on the cheek to cushion the blow. No bones were broken in my face, but there was a flap of skin hanging from the abrasion. A caring nurse cleaned the wound and I heard her say she was just going to place the little flap of skin back on top of it, which she apparently did. The skin healed over the abrasion, and left a triangular discoloration that is my reminder of a foolish scooter ride that went wrong.

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When i was about 5 years old, my sunt took me to a local playground, i was having fun on the bottom, when i saw a little bot heading for the slide. i thought it might be fun to race him to the slide. to do so i had to run up a ladder onto the platform and the run across to the slide. i ran up the ladder and stepped onto the platform, when i stood up i hit my head on a bar that was hung a little low. i backed up out of habbit to look above me and see what i hit my head on, however there was nothing to back up onto, so i fell off the platform. when i landed on the ground, my left arm had swung back behind me and bent backwards, to the point that my left hand was touching my shoulder, backwards. my aunt rushed me to the local e.r. my left elbow had been snapped in half. it took 4 four inch pins to hold it together, and about 5 casts to heal properly. still to this day (i am now 23) my left elbow bens a bit farther back than my right one, and i have 4 huge ugly scars on the underside of my elbow.

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Back in 2000, after two miscarriages, I had surgery on my tubes; the doctors told me I would never have any more kids. They told me my tubes were blocked at both ends. So, my husband and I gave up on having kids. In 2004, after my husband came back from his 2nd tour of Iraq we got the news that I was pregnant. In 2005 a day before my birthday I had my daughter; in 2007 I had another baby. Now we are looking towards the future and planning to have twins one day.

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It was a Sunday morning. All of us in my hostel room started taking bath and preparing themselves to go to church. Many of us including me are not Christians, but we love to go to churches and pray. This is one of our Sunday routines. As usual all looked great and we left to church. We had to travel a long way. First a ten minutes walk, then some 20 minutes in auto, 45 minutes in bus and again a 20 minutes walk. It was raining heavily and snow fall was also there. We reached Church and the prayer started. All were in their own world telling their thanks and needs to God. In between, I found uncomfortable. The walls started rotating, the people around me started running around me, and I felt unconscious. Suddenly my friends took me to the hospital nearby. Thank God, nothing serious. Doctors reported that I am anemic and that is why I felt giddiness and fainted. Took lot of iron tablets and dates to make my RBC count normal. And now I am absolutely alright.

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When I was a young child I was attacked by a pitbull/rottweiler cross. He had bit me in the face and locked his jaw onto it. When I think about it now, I was very lucky obviously not in getting bit, but the owner was able to remove him soon after and no permanent damage was done. I had multiple stitches but my scarring is not visible unless you know to look for it. The bite was so close to one of my eyes that the doctor said if it was a half an inch to the side that I might have punctured my eyeball. I'll always remember it vividly, but despite this experience I am a happy dog owner, though I may never buy a pitbull.

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My medical story starts from my college, the place where I enjoyed to the extreme and also educated a bit. Basically, every college celebrates its annual day function without any fail but our college breaks that record. They failed for two consecutive years and they were about to do the same for the final year. So this time we decided to go for a long trip in bike before the college day. Six of them planned to go for the trip with three bikes, two in each bike respectively. We started early morning and we have crossed forty kilometers from our city, suddenly the bike went out of control and I met with an accident. I got a ligament tare in my left shoulder and hospitalized for nearly one month and experienced a surgery for the first time in my life. I was in great agony those days and that was a bad day. "I was 4 months pregnant and everything was going fine...great pregnancy, no morning sickness...nothing. Well, one night as I was getting ready for bed, I started to feel really bad heartburn pain, I guess that's the only way I can explain it. The thing is, I couldn't sit any way or lay down any way without it being agonizing pain. I seriously couldn't breath because it hurt so bad.

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Well, I decided to give the doctor's office a call, since they always have someone on call to call you back and help you with whatever you needed that's an emergency. It happened to be a nurse on call, well that's fine, as long as she could answer my question. I proceeded to tell her what was going on and she tells me, ""Oh, you're just having heartburn, lay down and drink something and it should go away."" I knew she wasn't going to be of much help so I just took her advice and hung up the phone. My husband noticed I was practically crying so he rushed me to the emergency room. We get into the ER and they rushed me in and did the tests and turns out, I had gallstones. The surgeon told me that I needed to get my gallbladder out that night but I chose not to, especially since I was pregnant and I didn't want anything happening to my baby. So, I made it through my pregnancy and actually got my gallbladder out about 4 months after I had my baby.

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Getting my tonsils out when I was 16, was no fun. But then again, no one expects it to be fun. The procedure went smoothly, and I was back home in no time. That was when things went wrong. The second day home I noticed some blood in my spit. Not that I have a habit of spitting, mind you, but having your tonsils out makes you do weird things. Then the little bit of blood became a lot of blood. The had given me a kidney shaped bowl just in case I experienced such a thing. So, into my bowl I bled. And bled. My parents called the Dr. and he explained that a little bleeding is normal, but if it didn't stop in a few hours, go to the hospital. So, in a few hours we were on our way to the hospital. The bleeding was so bad that I could not close my mouth without it filling with blood, so getting dressed was a challenge. I was also so light headed by the time we arrived that I do not remember most of the events following, though unfortunately I remember telling everyone from the nurse to the Dr. that I was not wearing underwear. Why exactly I felt the need to share this, I do not know, we'll blame it on the blood loss, but remembering it is a horrible, terrible embarrassment. Though I did get some pretty awesome disposable mesh underpants out of it.

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I was at the gym working on my legs today as I thought I had not done so in a number of weeks so I started working on my legs and on in my third set of working my leg muscles on the 9th rep boom my knee cap dislocated I waited for a ambulance for like an hour I was thinking how they are just taking the pi** and then they came in and I looked at the ladies face and oh my god she was so beautiful I nearly got an erection and as they took me to the ambulance my knee cap popped back in when I got to the hospital they done further tests and I was well again in like 2 weeks thank for your support.

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When I was a little kid, my sister put me on the back of her bicycle and told me to keep my feet out, but not why. She rode around the school playground next to our house and after a while I tired of holding my feet out to the side. I let my leg lower down only to catch the heel of my foot in the spokes of the wheel. I got a pretty deep cut into the heel of my foot and had to go to the hospital. I was about 2 but can remember laying on a table while the doctor stitched up the heel of my foot. There was no permanent damage but my sister is 64 years old now and will still tell the story of when she almost cut my foot off. I don't know how we managed to live without severe injury with all the crazy things we used to do.

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One day I slip and fell in the floor. My leg was sever pain, but I did not care it, I was busy with my work. Next morning I can't walk and pain. Then I went to hospital and take X-ray of my leg. My leg bone is broken.

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One day I was at my dermatologist for a normal acne treatment, when he asked me a question that was out of the blue. The doctor asked me if I would like him to remove the few skin tags which I had on my neck and shoulder. I said yes, that it was fine, and that I would like it if he would remove what numbered four in count. The four skin tags were each about a quarter of an inch in diameter. The doctor sprayed a solution on them that numbed the area and simply used a blade to cut all four of them away. He sent them to the lab and they were all harmless in nature. They were simply cut away and I felt fine, as it was a painless process.

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This happened on this Diwali (Indian Festival). It is a big festival in India. I had decorated my home, made rangoli (decoration on floor), lighting, etc. I was cooking in the kitchen. I was making sweet puffed pastries. They are deep fried. I got married last year only, So this was my first Diwai at my home. I was putting the pastry in the pan..i had this big long nails that got dipped in the pan along with my fingers!! I could not understand for a second that what had happened!! And then it started burning like anything..my nail got burnt..i chopped it off ...i was alone at home..my husband was in office...i applied a burning cream...and i started crying like a baby...I left all the tasks and lied on the couch...It was so painful...I was feeling very bad also....But by the evening it was much better and i started burning! I can never forget as this was the first diwali festival after marriage and i got burnt on tht so badly!!

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I had an expereince where I had a gallbladder attack while I was at work. The funny thing is I was working at a hospital at the time. I worked inthe DIetary department and I am in my early 30's. At first I thought I was having a heart attack. I had pain in my chest and back and could not breathe. I finally was able to hobble downt he hall to the elevator. When I was in the ER the Nurse there asked me to step up on a scale. I could barely breath let alone step on a scale! Well form that experience I had to have surgery and everything was fine after that!

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MY INTERESTING MEDICAL STORY BEGINS FROM MY CHILDHOOD. CAUSE I AM A ASTHMA PATIENT. ITS CAME TO KNOW THAT THIS IS BY HEREIDITY AND NOT HAVE COMPLETE RECOVERY FROM THIS.WHEN I WAS 14 I LIKE TO PLAY BASKET BALL, CRICKET AND MORE GAMES BUT MY BODY CONDITION DOESNT HELP ME. IF I RUN A FEW METERS HARDLY I GASP FOR MY BREATHE, THATS THE CAUSE OF ASTHMA. FOR A LONG TIME I SUFFERED A LOT FROM THIS.EVEN IF A PERSON SMOKING NEAR BY ME I GOT IMMEDIATLY ATTACK WITH ASTHMA. ITS NEARLY A VERY HORRIBLE SITUATION . EVEN I CHOOSE TO DIE BY MY SELF BECAUSE OF THE KILLER DISEASE I LOST TO PLAY, I LOST TO EAT ICECREAM,I LOST EVERYTHING AT MY TEENAGE. EVEN IF I LAUGH LOUDLY I CAUGHT WITH ASTHMA. I PRAY ALL THE GOD TO BREAK FREE FROM THIS TOURCHABLE LIFE. FEW YEARS BACK MY DOCTOR GIVE ME EASY WAY TO CONTROL ASTHMA AS QUICK THATS INHALER. BECAUSE BEFORE IF I GOT ASTHMA ATTACK I TAKE DERIPHYLLINE THROUGH IV. THATS THE WAY TO GET CONTROL OF ASTHMA QUICKLY. BUT NOW AFTER THE INVENTION OF INHALER ITS REALLLY A GOD GIFTS TO ALL OF THE PERSON IN THE WORLD HAVE ASTHMA. I SAY THANKS TO WHOM INVENTED THIS AND HELP US TO GIVE NEW WAY OF HAPPY LIFE. AND MOSTLY TO THIS TO HELP TO SHARE MY STORY HERE THANKING YOU

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When I was very young, I was bitten by a spider that turned out to be a brown recluse. Everyone thought it was minor, even the first doctor I was taken to thought it was a minor issue. By the time I saw a second doctor, it was a life or death situation and I needed a lot of antibiotics to treat the infected area around the bite.

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When i was in 5th grade I went to my sisters house to pick my niece up for school. Well when I walked up on her porch i slip and fell in a snow bank. I fell on my brother in laws motor from his car he left in the yard. well my knee hurt really bad and there was just a little blood thru my pants so I thought I was ok. I walked about 5 blocks to school. Knee hurt really bad it was about 9am and it was gym time we had to change clothes. Well when I went to change I took a look at my knee and it was gashed one inch long and about 1/2 inch deep and 1/2 inch wide. There was no blood but a bunch of meat hanging out. They tried to contact my mom but she wasnt home at the time. So i had to wait until the end of school and I ended up with 12 stitches.

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When I was a young child, my mother felt pain and discomfort in her breast. She went to see a doctor, but he paid no attention to her and assured her that there was nothing seriously wrong with her. A while later, she found a lump. She immediately went to the hospital, knowing that something was very wrong. She has a mammogram and biopsy, and it was found that she had breast cancer. Immediate surgery was necessary because they were afraid it would spread. My mother went into remission after many episodes of chemotherapy and radiation, but not for long. A little over a year after she found the lump, she was diagnosed with breast cancer again. She had chemotherapy treatments again, but it appeared to not have much effect on her cancer, since it was aggressive and at a later stage. It was decided that the best thing would be for her to have a mastectomy of her right breast. She went into remission once again. It has now been over 10 years since she recovered, and she is still alive! She is happy and healthy and is the strongest woman that I know. Had she followed her instinct, she might not have had cancer a second time. Moral of the story is, always listen to your body and get a second opinion! It could save your life.

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I was suffering from chickenpox during my graduation and my career was dependent on the result of that examination. I was not able to put my complete efforts because of that disease. In this disease I suffered a lot because this disease was very painful and long lasting. But I did not lose my courage and put extra efforts to go for my examination. I was able to clear that examination by good marks.

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It was early last year when i got involved in a motorcycle accident, I was from behind by a motorist who never saw me slowing down at the traffic light. I passed out and when i gained consciousness and opened my eyes, found people surrounding me in the middle of the road. Soon i heard the ambulance come, and to my surprise, my college vice principal was at the scene of the accident and had seen the whole thing, and he had tired hie handkerchief around my bleeding leg to stop the bleeding.

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I was soon hoisted to the ambulance and rushed to the emergency room some local hospital. I had lot my shoes in the accident and had lost my motorcycle too. X-rays were done and i was told i heard six fractures and also needed stitches on my open wounds. Carried on a stretcher to the operation room, saw few of my friends who had heard the news and came to see me laughing.

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The surgeon cleaned the wounds and stitched them back and tied it with a bandage. I was then taken to a ward where i found my friends waiting to keep me company, then i later discovered that they had brought with them some liquor. After the nurse had left the room, we started drinking until we blacked out. When i later woke up, i was told that while i was drunk and had passed out, the nurse in charge had pronounced me dead until they told her why i was motionless. That was the craziest thing I had ever done and it almost gave me less tomorrows.

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Unfortunately I meet an accident in the year 2007. This happened when me and my friend were on motorcycle and returning home at about 10pm after finishing our work. I was a week end time. It raining and all of a sudden the vehicle tyre got punctured and was in out of control. Some how we managed to stop and in the opposite direction was a bus with only one light. we fell down and my foot got injured. Next day only I was able to go to the hospital with a huge swollen foot. There x-ray was taken and found that bones got compressed. Initially i took home treatment buy putting rock salt in hot water and put my foot in it for 20 minutes. It helped me a lot by reducing the pain. The doctor diagnosed and gave me tablets and wrapped bandage for my foot and asked to give rest for the foot for 3 weeks. After 3 weeks I was able to go to my office and carry on my duties.

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I am thirty five years old. Iam a female and having two kids. After the birth of my second kid (who born by painless delivery) i have lot of mistakes in my body. I have severe shoulder pain first and took treatment. Doctors told it was due to spontilitis (Cervical). Afterwards I have a different type of feelings throughout my body on the left side. From top of the head to feet i feel it is seperated from my right side of the body.I took xrays and scan and said it was due to lumbar spontilitis, Than I undergone a physiotherapic treatment to get rid of the disease. Now also iam still doing the exercises for it and I cant sit straight for abaout half an hour. Including to this i have also an allergy to vitamin c containing fruits like lemon, orange.If I take these fruits to cool my body i"ll suffer from severe pain in my finger joints . It swells up and give high pain. But i believe in God and pray to him to spend my rest of life without pain.

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When i am studying in 10th standard, I used to play foot ball, while playing i felt down and my left had broken. And my friends pick up me to hospital. A minor operation had done on my left 2 plates and 4 screws. Still these plates and screws are in my hand. This incident was happened on before 6 years.

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Hi guys I like to share little thrilling experience in my life here is it, When I was in my 9th standard my mom was shouting at me to wakeup early and I was fed with her and when I waked she asked me to clean the home and we started cleaning the home at 6 and it was 10 I was feeling so hungry and I asked my mom what u prepared and she said I had prepared dosa and she told me that she didn’t prepared the gravy and I started shouting at her and I went to the kitchen and I started preparing the gravy and when I take the ingredients to graining to the mixi and I started the mixi suddenly the top of the mixi cap slipped and I put one of my finger inside just a fraction of second the inside blade cuted my fingure and more blood was there suddenly my dad came and took me to the hospital and on the way the blood was bleeding and when I reached the hospital there was no doctor and I was waited there was much pain I was having in my left finger and the nurse injected me the anesthesia still I was having the pain and then finally doctor and they told I have to put stitch in your hand that was embracing in my life and I cant forget also, I was having the pain for one week

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When I was about 16 years old I had a really bad asthma attack that caused me to miss most of my sophomore year in high school. I started feeling really tight in the chest and my lips turned blue. I was immediately rushed to the emergency room where they kept me on pain meds, breathing treatments and anti-inflammatory meds for nearly 6 weeks. I was in the ICU most of that time.

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Back when I was twelve I was running around the house with my sister. As I was about to turn the corner, I under-estimated the distance and turned to quickly. I stubbed my toe on the wall and fell down. It didn't hurt that bad after I used ice for an hour or two. That night I was getting into my bed and the sheet slipped between and toes and then I heard a crack. We went to the hospital and found that I had broken my pinky toe. The doctor's attempted to break the toe back into place, but the toe had already started to heal. The only thing I could do was buddy tape my toes and ice up. It took about two weeks before I could fully walk again. I belong to a group called LPA, little people of america. I was diagnosed with pseudoachondroplasia. It is a short-statue condition that result in the arms,legs, trunk being a different porportion from tall people. When I was 7 years old my legs had to have surgey and I was in a body cast for almost 1 year. Both hips have been replaced due to the fact that they were not in the socket and it caused major pain wihen I would walk. About 4 years ago I had to have back surgery because of the spinal stenosis. I have had great doctors, each of them have taken very good care of me, it can be scary going under the knife but when your able to put your trust in your dr. it's not so bad. Today, knock on wood I'm doing great no surgery in the futrure.

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My daughter was out sick with a cold and the teachers demanded she get tested for the flu. Doctor said it was a cold, so she was back at school two days later. She sneezed as I dropped her off. The two young children next to her shouted, ""She's got the swine flu! We're gonna get it and die!" No one happened to notice as they wiped their own runny noses and then went climbing in the ""ball crawl"" indoor playground of the play area.

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Due to my mom's recent medical diagnosis of colorectal cancer w/ metastasis to the liver, I had to quit my job working as an Emergency Department technician. I returned to my home town to take care of my mom, but the overwhelming amount of stressors seemed to induce a sort of palpitations one night. It bothered me enough that I decided to go to the local ER to get checked out the next day. The physician and staff treated me cordially knowing that I wasn't an average person off the street and actually had suspicions of premature ventricular or atrial contractions as the cause of my heart palpitations. After thorough testing including bloodwork and a 12 lead EKG along with constant monitoring, my physician determined I was correct and diagnosed me with stress-induced PVCs. I left the hospital with a prescription of "reduce your stress daily" techniques.

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I have an unforgettable hospital memory. When I was studying for my degree first year, I had fallen from my home stair case and was admitted in City hospital. I had fracture on my hand. Doctor instructed for a week hospitalization. There I was totally fed up with vegetarian food. The fourth day, I decided to have something non vegetarian from outside the hospital. It was very easy for me because there was only my grandmother with me on that day. It is easy to bluff her because she is so loving and illiterate. The doctor came and checked me in the morning. When he had gone outside of my room, my grand mother told me that son, that doctor and nurse planned secretly to take something out from your body, I heard them. I feel something wrong somewhere.I laughed and asked her to skip it. After a few minutes later, I got a chance to go outside and I didn't misuse it. She was bathing. After some time she came outside and searched for me.Unfortunately, my parents came there. No one had an idea. Everyone was very much tensed.Suddenly, my grand mother remembered something and said my father that. Before sometime I heard this doctor and nurse planning to take something out of his body. Then my father turned against the doctor and asked him that where is my son? Did you plan to take his kidney? At the same moment, I came there. Everyone looked at me wonderfully and lovely. My parents came to me and asked where were you dear son? suddenly my grand mother said very loudly that now I remember what the doctor and nurse planned to take from his body. It is X-ray. Everyone's laugh put a funny end to that situation.

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During aa rainy night at work driving an ambulance I responded to a motor vehicle accident to happily find a accident without any injured patients. As I was leaving the scene my ambulance was struck by a speeding tractor trailer. The next thning I knew was that I was now the patient being flown by helicopter to a trauma center. I had both of my feet degoved on the bottom. I was told my best option was probably amputation but I asked the surgeon to try and keep my feet. He agreed but gave me only about 25 percent of success. After 2 weeks in the hospital and 25 hyperbariac treatments and 2 years of intense physical therapy I now can walk on my own 2 feet. It began with a simple splinter that lodged in the side of a knuckle when I was sanding my new desk top. I pulled out the splinter, went on sanding and thought all was well. But the next day my knuckle was beginning to swell. A dull ache set in, and my finger began losing its flexibility. Redness started to spread along my finger. I squeezed and prodded but did not see any remnants of the splinter, and no puss came from the finger, either. I tried soaking it in hot water with salt in it, but to no avail. So off I went to my doctor. He explained that he had learned long ago not to go hunting for bits of splinters, but he thought he should lance the wound and prescribe a strong antibiotic. I was surprised to discover lancing the wound was called "surgery"! Nevertheless a few days later flexibility had not returned and trying to flex my finger brought back the same dull ache. At last I was doing some minor plumbing for a friend and the degraded rubber in a toilet tank died my finger black. When I washed my hands, one little dot stayed pitch black. I began squeezing where I saw that spot; it was quite painful but eventually a small bit of wood protruded, and with a bit more I was able to grasp it. Out came a bit of pine more than half an inch long! At once the pain subsided, then my finger began to heal. I was in the military out on assignment staying in Louisiana and we were all halfway through our mission. One evening we headed to Taco Bell because we heard they had a special on tacos for $.39. We had dinner and all of ate way to much and paid very little. That night around one in the morning I woke up with a terrible stomach ache. I laid there for about on hour rolling around in the bed wishing the pain would go away. I kept thinking to my self that if I had not made a pig of myself I would be sleeping still. I finally got up and headed for the bathroom thinking if I could go I might feel better. This was not the case. It seemed through the night that it was getting worse. I dozed off and on trying to sleep it off. Around 5:30 in the morning I decided to get up and go to sick call to find out if they could give me something for this. When I went to stand up pain shot through my right side. I was half bent over trying to put clothes on to tell my sergeant were I was going. Once I made it to sick call someone did a light examine and mentioned to me that I might have a urinary tact infection. I looked at this guy like he was nuts! I told him that I wanted to see the doctor now because he had no clue what he was talking about. The doctor came in and examined me and decided to send me to the hospital as it looked as though I had a appendicitis. When I got to the hospital I was examined by the evening doctor on call and he decided that they needed to do a pelvic exam to rule anything else out. So they did the exam and found nothing out of the ordinary and ruled it appendicitis. I laid there for an hour and a half when another doctor came in who claimed there was a shift change and the he would be taken care of me. He told me that they would need to do a pelvic exam and I told them that the last doctor already did one. He stated that he did not want to take the word of another doctor and proceeded the pelvic exam again! Around one clock I was rolled into surgery to have my appendix removed. When I awoke from surgery the doctor came in to let me know that it definitely was my appendix and that I was not given enough anesthetic and I woke up on the table sat straight up and started pulling tubes out of my body. Once he told me this I remembered waking up, but I couldn't see anything and I panicked because I felt like I couldn't breathe and then I was out again.

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I am just 22 years old male. i woke up a week ago with numbness on my left side. It was a numbness sensation going doing my back, the out side of my left arm, and then down the outside of my left leg. Three days later it was a numbness sensation over my entire left side from shoulder, down my arm, down my leg to my toes. The sensation is more of a hot/cold sensation over the whole left side of my body, but I still have complete movement of my body. Family doctor diagnosed me as having a mini-stroke; however, he was ""baffled"" because I don't smoke, I don't have high blood pressure, and I'm not taking any prescriptions. I also do not have the facial effects of a stroke and I have not lost any strength/movement on my left side. Family doctor referred me to a neurologist who can't see me for 3 weeks. Over the weekend, I went to ER because I thought symptoms were getting worse and I thought they might give me some answers. I had a head CT, chest xray, EKG, and blood work. ER doc said all test were ""negative"". He prescribed me nuerotin and said it ""may"" help with the numbness. The nuerotin does seem to help with the numbness, but I still have the icey hot sensation on my left side.

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It was the month of march when i was going to murree with my friends,we were on bikes and we were going with a speed of more than 100km/h,while going to murree suddenly a car stopped in the middle of the road,i was not able to control my bike,and than our bike slipped from the road and.we were badly injured,my right wrist was broken,and with that broken wrist i decided to go to murree and we went there enjoyed a lot,tough i was feeling pain,but with that pain and friends i spend 5 hours.it was the best trip ever in my life.

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In my childhood. I was suffered by chicken kuniya (fever) .I was in exam hall in that moment i was fall down .I was admitted in the hospital for one month. I realy scared that time because i missed my exam .In future nobody should not affect by chicken guniya. I lever forgot in my life. When I was 2, I had a deep neck infection that made it difficult for me to breath. At first they thought it was cancer, so they did a biopsy--negative. After IV antibiotics and a month in the hospital, the infection resolved. I have a neat looking scar on my neck from the biopsy. That was a bad day for us me my husband and my daughter were traveling by a taxi car.It was early morning 5 'o' clock.Me and my daughter were in slight sleep.suddenly the car hit on a divider.The car was comparatively very small it bend towards left side.By god's grace we did not have much injuries,there was some scratches on our faces.soon we rushed to the hospital.My daughter was continuously crying.It takes 1 week to get back our normal mental state.

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it was happend in 4th of february 2005. My byke slipped over the stones and my leg was broken.i am having multiple fractres in my leg.I was hospitalised. In the hospital first they had given me the first aids because orthospecialist is not there. So i was shifted to another hospital. In that hospital they had done the treatements.A metal road was put inside the legs.I have to take rest for 3 months.And every 15 days i had to consult with the doctor.After two weeks i was discharged from the hospital.After three months when doctor told me to start walking then i can't put my leg in ground because of pain and also at that time i was like a child who started walking at the first time.After one year doctors had removed the metal road from my legs. Now i am fine. Now i am driving with very carefully. Only advice i can give to everybody is speed thrills but kills."

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It was time for my routine mammogram. My daughter and I were celebrating my 50th birthday with a shopping trip. When we reached the doctor's office, the waiting room was crowded and I didn't really want to waste any of our shopping time waiting around for my appointment. I stepped to the window to reschedule, and found my daughter had followed me. ""No way,"" she said. ""You're not rescheduling. We're here now, and you need to just get it done."" So I did.

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A small lump was found in my right breast. I was not in the least concerned about the biopsy. I had no history of breast cancer in my family. I went in, had the biopsy done, and put it out of my mind. When the nurse called and asked me to come back in and talk to the surgeon, I knew it would be bad news. It was cancer. My story has a happy ending. My cancer was caught in time, and I'm now six years cancer-free. Thanks to my daughter insisting on that yearly mammogram, I received the best gift a woman can get for her 50th birthday: Life!

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I am a recovering Self-Injurer who has felt both the scorn and the compassion of the medical community. I have been in and out of emergency rooms for most of my life, and have had a large number of reactions to my scars. Pity, revulsion, confusion, ignorance, and condemnation were my most common experiences, but the people who have touched me the most were those who cared. The usual ""why would a pretty girl like you do that"", or ""if you did that to yourself, then you don't need antithetic while we stick your wounds"" would annoy me, but eventually fit into my callus world view of the time. The people who cared, and asked me if I was suicidal instead of assuming I was, or didn't talk down to me as if I were a elementary school dropout, those who took the time to care for me instead of tell me I was a drain on the system made all of the difference in my life.

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One time, in Baltimore, MD, I went to a walk in clinic with a gaping razor cut on my leg where I was refused treatment. The triage nurse told me that if I was going to deliberately hurt myself I should fix myself too and not waste the time of the ""people who are actually sick"". Grumbling, and loosing blood, I wrapped myself back up and drove to the ER. When I got there, there was of course a line, in which I waited my turn. When the nurse saw me, she sent in a psychologist before a doctor to determine if I were a danger to myself or the staff. I wasn't, and was soon seen by the doctor. He was a gruff man, but had a good sense of humor about him. I admit, I prejudged him, and gave a smart-alack answer when he asked what happened to my leg. I don't remember exactly, but it had something to do with 'inappropriate relations with a porcupine', and he laughed long and hard, making me burst out in giggles too. He asked me why I had waited so long before coming to the emergency room, and I told him my story. He let out a string of explicative I have never heard from a doctor. It was too late for stitches by then, but the tetanus shot gave me a firm bicep for the first time in years, and that doctor has always stuck in my head as a role model for me.

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Ive worked in the ophthalmology field for the past 12 years and ive seen my share of unusual disgusting things. Ive seen gunshot wounds , infections, lacerations and numerous other traumas. By far the creepiest thing I can ever recall is looking through the slit lamp microscope into a patients eye and seeing little eyes stare back at me. This patient had lice on the eyelids !

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During a high school football game I sacked the quarterback, however during the hit someone stepped on my foot and it stayed in place while my body went down. This resulted in the tearing or almost every muscle in my foot. I had to go to the hospital where they did x-rays which were very painful. As well as a MRI all while on nothing more than tylonel.

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I was in Peace Corp in Zambia in 2002 when I suddenly had the worst headache of my life. I had a root canal 4 days earlier and it was annoying me so I had been taking aspirin since the root canal. We went out to eat and my friend ordered appetizers and one smell and I got nauseous. I went to the restroom and as I was vomiting I had a sharp pain in my head and my vision went black. My vision came back enough for me to make it back to the table. I got the keys for the rover and went to take a nap in the back. My friend came out to give me a ride to my place and I vomited the whole way. For the next 2 weeks I couldn't get out of bed without vomiting. The Peace Corp nurse came and saw me and made an appointment for an eye doctor. The eye doctor saw something in the back of my head and recommended I go to an neurologist. The closest one was in South Africa. So there I am with a horrible headache and nausea and had to travel 3 hours in a plane to see a doctor. The doctor did a CAT scan and found a blood clot in my head right behind my eyes. Luckily I had been taking aspirin for 2 weeks because it already started to break up. So I was in South Africa with a blood clot in my head and it was Easter weekend. The hospital was great, though, I highly recommend getting sick in South Africa. The doctor had a great bedside manner, the nurses were friendly, and the food wasn't that bad. I ended up going back to America after a week and was on blood thinners for a year. I haven't had any problems since, but I found out it was genetic and my brother has been having problems.

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My story begins on a Friday night after eating a burger and super size fries. I was uncomfortably full. I woke up Saturday still uncomfortable and in slight pain, which I tried to ignore. By Saturday evening I had to take something for the pain, because it just sat there at the same intensity on my left side. On Sunday, the pain is worse and unchanging, I have a decreased appetite, and I feel lethargic. Monday, the pain is intensely worse, I can't lay on my left side, having trouble urinating, not much of an appetite, and trouble walking upright. I went to the ER Monday night. They checked for kidney stones and did bloodwork. I had a high white blood cell count and they diagnosed me with diverticulitis. I was prescribed antibiotics and pain pills. It took weeks for me to feel better and to be able to walk upright.

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In my collage days ,I used to go collage by Bus. one day the bus was very rush,that time I was boarding bus,suddenly I fell down from the bus.That time my leg bone has broken, immediately they have brought me to hospital. Doctor told to me take rest for 3 months.So I has taken rest for 3 months after I has gone to my college Recently I had pain in my right testicle. My wife finally made me go see my doctor, who i hadn't seen in years. During the appointment the doctor performed all of the usual tests. He felt my testicles and made me cough, he felt for lumps and checked my legs. Just when I thought the appointment was over he says, " Your probably going to freak out, but I need to perform a prostate exam." I weakly refused, but he insisted. He had me bend over the table and checked my oil. It was mildly painful and very uncomfortable. The worst part was cleaning the lube out of my rear and then looking the doctor in the eye after he "violated" me. This goes down as one of the worst appointments I've ever had.

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In 1989, I underwent an open-lung biopsy (a major surgery) to retrieve some deep lung tissue for further testing, in the hope that a cause could be found, and therefore a successful treatment plan divised. However, as with so much of my medical situation, the results were ""inconclusive."" The high powered diagnostician who was sent the slides replied to my doctor with the words, ""Thank you for letting me see this very interesting case,"" which I suppose in plain English means ""I don't know what the hell is going on but I'm an expert so I'm not supposed to say that." The one good thing that came out of all that is that the pulmonologist I was assigned to in the hospital was the very wonderful Mark Ellenbogen, who has been my doctor ever since, except for a two year period which has recently ended (described below). Dr. Ellenbogen is the rare doctor who really sees his patients as people, not as isolated body parts. For most of the next nearly twenty years, I didn't let this illness slow me down very much. While I got short of breath easier than most people, I could still do most things without too much difficulty. I was careful to get a flu shot every year, as coming down with the flu or a cold would often lead to pneumonia. Once in awhile, out of the blue, I would suddenly have extreme difficulty in breathing, and these episodes, like the pneumonias, usually ended me up in the hospital for a few days.Also, in the mid-90's I was diagnosed with a nasty infection with ""atypical micobacteria,"" a germ similar to TB (although non-contagious), and underwent a long course of antibiotic therapy to try to wipe that out. My lungs remain contaminated with a more common bacteria, pseudomonas. So, when my lung function started declining about two years ago, it was debilitating, as my baseline was so low. Now I get out of breath from any ""major"" effort--walking to the next room, taking a shower, getting dressed, etc.--a genuine pain. At that point, I was put on 24-hour oxygen, and was forced to stop working and apply for Social Security Disability (which, to my surprise, I was granted very quickly). Just to complicate matters, I also developed chronic pain syndrome in my knees and hips, another problem of unknown origin, which increased my level of disability. Fortunately, I'm no longer in pain--after traveling the world of Boston chronic pain specialists, I found a doctor who diagnosed the problem as originating in my lower back, which I was skeptical about since I had no pain in my back. He recommended a treatment called radiofrequency ablation, in which certain nerves in the lower back are deadened with targeted injections of radio waves. I was told that the results I could expect were: (1) no improvement, (2) partial improvement, or (3) total improvement, lasting anywhere from six months to a year and a half. I was very scared, but decided to go ahead. The procedure, which was performed in mid-July, 2008, is done while one is sedated but awake, and I have a few very vague memories of what went on, but whatever it was that they gave me did the trick, because it seemed that no more than a few minutes had passed (it was actually considerably longer) before I was told that they were done--and I had no more pain! This surprised even the treatment team, because they said that even when it was successful it usually took a few days to kick in. About the time my lung function started to decline so precipitously, Dr. Ellenbogen referred me to another pulmonologist, saying that this new doctor worked with lung transplants, which he thought I might need. So I started working with Dr. Peter LaCamera. He sent me to ""pulmonary rehab""--an exercise program to try to build up my stamina. I had a great therapist, and I really tried, but each time I would get sick or get so weak I couldn't continue, and after four attempts over more than a year I gave up on that. I then did get a transplant consultation, but the transplant team concluded that the level of infection I had would just contaminate the new lungs (since they leave the trachea and upper bronchia intact). In addition, the post-transplant life they described (not only the anti-rejection drugs, but also frequent invasive testing), didn't sound all that appealing. It was at this point that I decided on palliative care and hospice. During my last hospitalization, in October, 2008, I asked to meet with the palliative care team and was introduced to the wonderful Dr. Lochlan Farrow and his team, who really listened to me and respected my feelings. Also at this time, I went back to Dr. Ellenbogen, wanting him to be my pulmonologist of record, based on our long history together. I also have a very supportive primary care doctor, Dr. Linnea Meyer, but these days I don't see doctors much...instead I see my hospice staff, including Kathy, my visiting nurse, Celeste, the social worker, and Nancy, the chaplain (whom I like because she does not talk religion--which doesn't interest me--but is just another supportive listening ear).

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About eight months ago I was working the night shift at a nursing home and I was training a new employee and she needed to know how to check someone blood sugar levels for the residents that are diabetic. Since all of them were sleeping I showed the new employee how to do it and let her practice on myself. When we got the results it said that my blood sugar was over 200. I thought that the machine was reading wrong so I recalibrated it and did the test myself and sure enough the number came back over 200 again. I called my fiancee immediately to tell him what was going on. He said when I was done with work in the morning that we should call the doctor. When I got off work in the morning I called the Dr.'s office and told them that I believe I am diabetic and need some blood tests to confirm. They got me in later that afternoon. About three days later when the Dr. called with the results to confirm that I am diabetic. If it wasn't for that fact that I had to train the new employee I don't know how long it would have been before I would have found out that I am diabetic.

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Last year on November 2nd I was diagnosed by Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia which is a type of Blood cancer. And I was taken to a hospital in Inida, where I was given treatment for many days. The total duration for this condition is 136 weeks which is around two and half years. I had all symptoms in the begining so I was tested for an bone marrow biopsy which confirmed ALL type Leukemia. Symptoms are diplopia, constipation, fever, bleeding through nose, teeth gums, blood in sputum, general weakness etc. I had all these treatments and still iam on treatment. Radiation therapy, chemotherapy are the main treatment for any blood cancer. There are 5 types of blood cancers.

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When I was in first grade, I got a hold of my Mum's really sharp sewing scissors and decided to make a Ninja Turtles mask. Needless to say, I had to have a finger reattached that day! I still want a Donatello mask...

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So yeah, today I had to take my 8 month old to the ER. It was one of those freak accidents that you never would have thought in a million years that it would happen. He was playing on a box and he fell against it. Well somehow he caught his lip on the edge which ripped that little skin flap that connects your gums and lip. So after him bleeding for about 5 mins or so. I decided it was time to go to the ER. After we get the their and wait about 30 mins to see a doctor, he was okay. The doctor said that he might need a stitch if i kept bleeding but it stopped. He was sent home with a Popsicle and a notice not to play with boxes for a while. So that's how I spent my day.

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This is the story that had happened in life. That time I was 5 years old and playing in my home.Since I was very active at that time i was running here and there in my home.At that time I was hit in my face with a Iron pipe from the store room. My family members sacred and took me to several hospitals.Since i was a kid they refused to do operation. At last a doctor came over to do operation and with help of a small syringe they had put me several stiches. Since then the Stiches were looking like a lizard in my face and some child used to get scare of this.

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I was cycling one day from school in my 7th standard. In a four side row merge point i was crossing from a right side and from left side one person is crossing through bike. He came as a wrong side and made me to fall. By a sudden crash i fallen with full force and my left hand bone near wrist had broken. So at that wrist,it got swollen. That person who made me to accident is very good person. He asked me to sit behind his scooter and he went to my house by asking route to me. My parents and myself and that person went to hospital and that person itself spent money for x-rays and all medical checkup. That man has very good character. No one will help after accident. But he did. I got cured after 3 months.

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The birth of my son was an interesting experience. We checked in for a scheduled induction on a friday night. They started the pitocin to bring on contractions at about 10 pm. After having mild contractions all night they were finally strong enough for me to request an epidural on Saturday morning. I was making great progress until I got to 7 cm. It felt like I stayed at 7 for hours and hours. Then, all of a sudden I went from 7-10 in like 10 minutes. Before my doc could get back in the room my son decided to make his grand entrance into the world. It was a crazy but wonderful experience.

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i was ten years old, that was a time we have been built a new house at that time i was destroying the small walls suddenly i got giddiness i fell down my father saw me he shout by calling my name in this situation all are shocked they took me to the hospital, i can not stand at that time my parents met the doctor and the doctor told to my parents your son has small problem in the brain. in the brain a nerve cell blood is blocked so he got giddiness, doctor suggested that, minor operation should be done for your son otherwise in future it will be a big problem, my parents are got big shock, after operation was successfully done. after one year i am alright. My family and I were at the dog run in our condo complex one Saturday afternoon with our lab mix. He was a medium sized dog, I would say, but he was strong. At times, when he was around other dogs, it was difficult to keep him calm and to restrain him. He always seemed like he wanted to attack other dogs. In any event, whenever we were around other dogs, the leash we had would get wound around our hand and wrist so that we could keep better control on the dog. On this afternoon, a pit bull (or similar breed) was with its owner on the dog run as well. We instantly knew this could be a problem, so I tightened up the leash around my hand and tried to keep him calm and away from the other dog. This was to no avail. He started going crazy and thrashing all around. The next thing I knew, he was out of his leash, and my hand was crumpled. While we tried to restrain our dog and keep him from getting hurt, or hurting the other dog, I looked down at my hand. My right middle finger, when I tried to bend it, just about moved to a 90 degree angle. It didn't hurt, but looked awful. We got the dog settled and restrained, and started to walk home. My finger was getting swollen and looked even worse. My husband decided we should go to urgent care. Once there, they took x-rays of my finger and found out that it was broken in three places. They had to cut the ring I had off of my finger because it was cutting off the circulation. Once that happened, they put it in a splint, and sent me home. I went to see some type of specialist shortly after that, and they wanted to do surgery! They wanted to put screws in my finger and schedule the surgery for the next day! I couldn't believe it. Needless to say, I wasn't too keen on the idea. I had almost no pain and I thought it would heal just fine. I never went and got the screws put in, and my finger is just fine to this day. It is a little crooked if you get up close and really look at it, but otherwise, you'd never be able to tell the difference. I had to go the the emergency room because a doctor at a quick care clinic was sure I was going to have a "psychotic episode." during my first nervous breakdown. It was the firs time I've ever gone to an ER. I was expecting a scene from T.V. with lots of sick people sitting waiting and ambulances screeching to a halt and doctors yelling "stat!" It was actually very quiet (and this was a big city) and there was nobody but me there at the moment. I think I would have had a "psychotic episode" if it had been anything like I imagined. On a side note, they did very little to help with what was happening to me.

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For the past 3 years I have been experiencing weight gain, abnormal hair growth, mood swings, loss of mensuration, and severe depression. I have been abandoned by multiple family members, friends, co workers, and even business partners. I thought I was suffering from Bi Polar Disorder, which is a mental disorder where you are EXETREMELY happy one moment and EXETREMELY sad the next. I forced my self to believe that the physical changes were due to the mental stress and anguish. I lived this way for a long time, but the day my best friend gave up on me I decided to really find out what was going on. Apparently the whole time I had been suffering from a condition called ""Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome"". This condition causes loss of periods, severe mood swings, abnormal hair growth, and weight gain. AMAZING! Something that had ruined my life for years turned out to be something so simple. POS can be cured with birth control pills and weight loss. "

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I have been blessed with two beautiful children. When I was first pregnant I was told that no matter how my child where born whether it was the 'normal' way or by c-section I should be happy as long as they were healthy. I agreed but never thought I would actually have to go through surgery to bring my children into the world. It was a normal beginning. I was sitting at home when my water broke. It wasn't like you see in the movies, like a huge puddle at my feet. Just a slow trickle that let me know my son was ready. When I got to the hospital I was having very light contractions, so I was prepared for a very long night! A nurse came in and felt the babies position and when she said, 'hmmm' I knew things might not go exactly the way I planned. ""I believe your son is breech,"" stated the nurse. Breech, I thought, how could that be? My doctor had told me last week that his head was down and ready to go! The nurse went out and got the head nurse who also checked the babies position and said, ""He's breech, we'll get you prepared for a c-section that will take place at 7:30pm."" It was 7:00pm. OK Breathe. They put in a catheter, yuck, put my IV in, ouch and then rolled me into the operating room. The only panic came when my husband wasn't able to come in the operating room in the beginning. They had to give me my spinal anesthia, which pinched a bit but immediately relieved the mounting pain of my contractions. Once the anesthia took hold, my husband came in and sat with me. My most vivid memory of that evening was about ten minutes after lying down, I said to the doctor, ""Are you going to start soon?"" The doctor laughed and said we just about have him out! A few tugs and pulls later, my beautiful son was born. They brought him to me and then a moment later whisked him out to sew me up. The only downside of the c-section was dealing with the pain of surgery while caring for a new baby. It is hard enough to gather strength after birth, but after most major surgeries folks have a chance to reccuperate. Not new mom's though. Whether it is major surgery or twenty hours of surgery, the real work has just begun!"

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It happened when I was studying in my 6th standard exactly in the beginning of February, I used take an auto rickshaw to go to school daily along with other children of my school in our area. The auto driver was very close to us and we all call him brother and it so happened that one day in the morning while we were going to school one of our friends wanted to drive the auto for fun, we used to try doing this for a short distance regularly. The driver also sat beside her and was guiding her and teaching her how to basically drive the vehicle. Unexpectedly it happened that she lost balance of the handle bar the vehicle was about to go and bang against a compound wall and to avoid it, the driver immediately took control of the vehicle and turned it to the other side, but unfortunately the auto toppled and fell upside down and all of us were hurt badly. It was like only I didn't have any visible hurts and blood coming out of it and I was so happy for that. Immediately our teachers came to the spot since the accident happened in the same street of our school and all the others were given first aid. Since I was not hurt anywhere, I alone went to class directly. We were all late to school because of the accident but were excused because of the same also. I tried pulling out my bag from my left shoulder where I had put it and only then realised that it was too very painful and that I was not able to move my left hand at all. Immediately they took all of us to the hospital and it was deducted that I had a clear fracture on my left shoulder. After necessary treatment we all were sent home back and our parents were very upset and they stopped us from taking that auto rickshaw from then on. But the consequence was that I had to undergo a lot of pain and physiotherapy treatment and finally the hand was back to normal. The only happy thing about the whole accident was that I didn’t write my annual exams at all and I went to 7th standard as the teachers took the average of all the other exam marks and promoted me to 7th as special case due to my fracture.

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The house my family and I live in is 2 stories, something a little problematic for me because I have had bad knees for most of my life. But we moved in anyways because otherwise it is a beautiful house. Typically during the day it is just my daughter and I and our 7 year old Golden Retriever which means anything my daughter needs from upstairs requires all of us to troop up and down the stairs.

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One afternoon I was carrying my daughter back down the stairs after yet another trip up and as I stepped down from the last stair slipped on the tile in front of our door. I twisted to protect my daughter, then only 18 months old, and ended up lying on my back half on and half off the stairs. The pain I felt could only be described as blinding. My daughter ran away laughing as I writhed in pain on the floor, fully expecting to see the bone sticking out of my leg. A few hours later and I was at the doctor's office looking at the xray of my slightly fractured tibia. Needless to say we bought a rug for the tile so it wouldn't be slippery and we now have a panic button installed at the foot of the stairs."

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A concrete step crumbled under me and I fell down hard. My upper arm shattered. I hadn't been to a doctor in years. All of a sudden I was in the emergency room, where it was discovered I had dangerously high blood pressure. That was something I had suspected but hadn't had the courage to do anything about. The triage nurse told me to make sure any doctor I saw addressed my blood pressure. She said, "You are in danger of having a stroke and you are far too important and talented a person to lose". I wondered how she knew I was a writer. Then I realized she was talking about how I along with my mother and brother had entertained the residents of nursing homes with our folk music. The nurse and the on duty doctor thought I might need surgery that night, and I was terrified. An orthopedic doctor on call came in and he said it would take a few weeks to determine whether or not the arm would heal. The doctor I finally saw about my arm put me in a body immobilizer. It was the hottest summer in years, and I couldn't bathe except when a friend came to help me once a week. I developed yeast infections under both arms and I had to sleep sitting up. The arm didn't really heal up properly, I didn't go back for surgery, but I retained the use of both hands and I learned to live with an arm I can't raise up very far.

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I was in my high school when I started having this severe back pain. I thought it was because of the soft mattress i splept on, so changed it to still feel the pain. I was then taken to an ortho, who said my spinal cord has had a little growth downwards and it is aggravating because I cycled a lot. I was asked to stop cycling and so started using a motorcycle. The pain persisted, and the doctor asked me to use any two wheeler for teh next four years. I was on medication for two years. I used to find it difficult to sit at one place for more than an hour. It is however gone and gone for the good. I still thank the doctor for his proper medication and excercises he advised me to do.

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I as a child was a bit extra naughty. I loved disobeying my parents. Once I was playing like skating on the marble floor, with my socks on. My mother saw it and said that I will only learn from a bad experience. I, after hearing that, felt like doing more and immediately after she left I fell on the floor and broke my right hand. So better obey what your parents say!!!

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When I was 17, I had a major car accident. I was the passenger in the accident and suffered all the injuries. Even though I had the car seat on I still managed to hit my head on the windshild first and then on the window. It was a double head injury. I remember when we hit the car and then the driver yelling really loud and hysterically "Not today, God, Not today." I still am not sure what he meant by that, but I was told that when I woke up in the careflight that had to take me to the hospital that I too was saying the same thing. So now I wonder if it really was the other driver saying that or me, since I was pronounced dead for 2 minutes and then woke up saying "Not today, God, Not today".

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Once i had to go to the hospital for a funny accident. My friend and I used play on roadsides when we were small. One noon, we two were cycling on a road. My friend is cycling the pedal and i stood on back of the cycle. We were moving fast. All of a sudden a goat came across the road. As we were very small, we were not able to manage and hit the goat. So pity!!! not for the goat but for us because we both flew on the air. We were hurt severely and my dad took us to the hospital. We two were admitted in adjacent beds. While injecting the syringe, we both shouted aloud at the same moment and the doctor, the nurse and my dad started laughing. I"ve been lucky to never have anything broken in my body up to this point but I did have surgery once about 5 years ago. I had to get an assist removed from my face that was just below my cheek. They took it out from the inside and when I left the hospital it looked like I had a dimple. So when people see it and make a comment about liking my dimple I always have to say its not real and give them the true story behind it.

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One time I had a seizure, but my grandmother didn't know it and freaked out. She called an ambulance, and the ambulance came. I was better by then, but they offered to take me to the hospital anyway. They chose to take the scenic route since I had never ridden in an ambulance before. I turned out to be fine; it was just another seizure. Someone should tell my grandmother that.

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I met with an accident, some years back, not a direct one.After night shopping I was standing to cross the road. A bike that passed the way hit a cycle on which was an old man who fell on my side.I was also hitted by him and fell to the ground with hand support.My hand was in great pain as if a born was broken. Due to the internal pain I couldn't sleep a little. The next morning I went to hospital took X-Ray scan but no born was broken but due to the pain doctor suggested to put hand plaster for some weeks. Later when it was removed pain was reduced much and some hand oil-ment was given by physiotherapist & he suggested small hand exercises for full recovery.

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My mom's side of the family has a history of a condition called Osteogenesis Imperfecta, which, in simpler terms, means our bones break easily. When I was 10 years old, I was the victim of quite a painful injury--as I was walking up the hill at a day camp I attended that summer, I tripped over a hole in the ground and fell on my elbows. Despite my pain, I continued up the hill and my counselor took me to the nurse. The nurse then called my mom to come pick me up, and when my mom arrived, the nurse denied that my elbows were broken, but when I was asked to try to straighten one out, it cracked. I painstakingly made it through the rest of the night; trying to sleep, eat, and bathe was easier said than done. The next morning, my mom called and made an appointment for me to see my pediatrician. Disgusted that my mom had called the ""wrong"" doctor, my grandmother insisted that she call the orthopedist. Since the appointment was a few hours later than the original one had been scheduled, my mom and my grandmother took me to the mall and to a local tavern for lunch even though I could not really do anything that involved my hands. After a series of x-rays, the orthopedist revealed that my right elbow was chipped and that my left was practically dislocated and had to be operated on. I was then taken to the Children's Hospital where my x-rays were reviewed and I was to stay overnight because they could not operate on me after I had eaten. Sleeping in the outpatient ward of the hospital was HORRIBLE. There were dads snoring at the top of their lungs, another dad watching a really loud sports game, and a mom yelling at her poor child. Not only that, my sleep was constantly interrupted by nurses coming in to take my blood pressure and stab me with IV's. The next morning was that of my surgical procedure. I had to have pins inserted into my arm to fuse my broken left elbow back together, and the chipped one was to be splinted. Apparently, it took me 8 hours to wake up out of the anesthesia after the procedure, and by the time I woke up, it was 11pm, and since my physical strength to get dressed was absent, I was sent home in my hospital gown. I could not stand the post-operation nausea that came with trying to eat the next morning so I could take my painkillers. From that point on, I refused to take codeine because I was instructed to take it on a full stomach when in fact I had no appetite! After 4 weeks in a cast and 2 months of post-op physical therapy, I had the pins removed. Even so, I still was not allowed to take part in gym class or rollerskate at my friends' birthday parties. Come January 2000, I was back in commission, vowing to remain injury-free for as long as possible! And that's more than I can say about my brother, the athlete...

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Firstly let me tell you I've had three children. So, when my bottom started feeling a little sore and I could feel a small swelling I assumed it was piles. However after a day or two and having bought cream with no improvement to the pain I started wondering if it were something else. It was my daughters birthday however and I had promised to take her and two of her friends to the movies. By this time I was unable to sit comfortably and was in a lot of pain. I endured the film and went to the doctor. Upon going in I started talking about what was wrong and immediately started crying because by now the pain was unbearable and I had been 'living' with it for several days. I was examined and told I would have to be admitted to hospital as I didn't have piles, what I had was an abcess. So it was all a bit of a rush and I was admitted. The doctor examined me and between the time I had been seen in the surgery and gone to the hospital the abcess burst. He asked if he could try to clean it without my having to be sedated. I said for him to try but it proved too painful and so I was prepared for surgery. I awoke having been cleaned up and examined internally to make sure that there was nothing else going on and although still in pain it was not as painful as it had been. Within 12 hours I was discharged and it was arranged for a nurse to visit me at home on a daily basis to clean the wound whilst it gradually healed. The cleaning process was incredibly painful and I was given gas and air whilst this was happening but thankfully I healed a lot quicker than they anticipated and no longer needed them to visit after two weeks. I've been lucky and had no recurrence. A friend of mine has not been so lucky and she has had to be operated on several times for the same thing. I'd never had an abcess before and its something I now have a lot more sympathy with people about as I never realised how excrutiatingly painful they can be.

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I was about 28 years old when I went into the hospital to have my tubes tied. The doctor had told me that it was a routine in and out operation so I was not worried at all. I arrived at 7 am to check into the hospital and I was supposed to have left at about 5 pm that same evening. When I woke up I was very thirsty and there was a tube down my throat which they removed right away. The nurse made a comment that thank goodness I woke up. I said what do you mean and she replied that I was unconcious for 4 days and they where afraid that I was not going to wake up. The doctor arrived and examined me and I was released about 2 hours later with a prescription for pain. I stayed with my sister as the doctor told us that the pain pill was very strong and I could not be alone and it was true I do not remember 3 days after that while I was taking this pain pill. But after everything was said and done I was glad to have had the procedure done. This is the real story of me.Once i was seriously affected by cerevical spinalcord problem.So that i wore neck belt always.I couldn't saw a film continuously.I took a medical treatment for one year.But it was useless to cure it completely.Simply exercise is the only way to control it.Doctors advised to me avoid long time travel in a bus,vehicles,etc.But it was impossible to avoiding because i am going to my workstation via bus only.Due to my adult age,i cant take any surgeory on my spinalcord.It causes some major side affects to me.

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I had ongoing shoulder pain for about 2 months and just chalked it up to pushing myself too hard at the gym or sleeping funky. When I started having extreme difficulty getting dressed one morning, I finally decided to go to the doctor. My physician examined me and asked a few questions, but ultimately decided that I should just take tylenol and come back if the pain persisted. The pain continued and the doctor sent me for an x-ray, but nothing could be seen. A year after the pain first began, the pain had gotten gradually more intense and now affected both of my knees as well. I finally decided to see another doctor who also thought I was just pushing myself too hard in the gym. When I took 3 months off from weight training and stuck to the low impact cardio machines, the doctor finally agreed that the pain was brought on by something else. He referred me to a rheumatologist; who sent me for numerous blood tests, x-rays and an MRI. Almost 2 years after the pain initially began, I was finally diagnosed with arthritis. I thought this was impossible for someone in their late 20's - as if this was only something you were diagnosed with in your 50's or 60's. It was a shock, but I'm managing the condition well with medication, regular light exercise and plenty of rest. It's a relief to finally have answers! I will tell about my broken teeth. I have ate too much of sweets and chocolates without obeying my parents words. This will leads to loss of my teeth. Because it will affects the life of teeth by small scratches, loss of whitening which will shows in yellowish. Finally the teeth gets broken and it will leads to loss of my beauty. So take care of our teeth.

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Playing coed softball at work and was involved in a collision at 3rd base. The i injury put me out of work for 4 months as surgery was needed to repair my knee. During this time the company downsized and i lost my job. This added insult to the actual injury as little did I know when i left to play that game of softball i would never be employed by that company again." When i had my son two years ago I experienced the best and the worst of my life. It was a very difficult pregnancy which ended in having an emergency cesarean. I had a reaction to the medication they gave me in my spinal block so the doctors decided to cut the medications right before surgery i can literally say i know what it is like to have your gut torn out of you. My son's God-mother said she had never seen so much blood come out of one person. When the doctors finally pulled him out of my and i caught my breath. I heard my son cry for the first time and the Greatest and most over whelming emotion came over me. The doctors took Cysts off my left ovary and had to do extensive surgery before they could eventually close me up. i still remember the tube hanging out of my stomach and the look on the nurses faces when i went into shock. It took over a week to recover enough to go home.

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I am going to share a unique situation which happened to me some years back. I visited an orthopedic surgeon as I was having a swelling on my foot. It was hurting. The doctor suggested doing an X-ray. I followed his advice. But before I could visit him again the place became very painful, so I went to another orthopedic surgeon near my house. He after inspecting the swelling put his fingers there and found something hard trying to erect from the swelling. He with his hand pulled it out. It was found to be a piece of broken glass. Then I could recall that five or seven years back from that time I got that place cut as I kicked on a window glass pane. The piece of glass got inside my foot then and as the cut healed in some days it never occurred to me that something was in. The pieces of glass remained inside my body and became a part of my system. It is now coming out because of some infection. The doctor told me that because of some infection the system had started to notice about the presence of this foreign body. This auto erection is trying to get it out of the body. Then the doctor after examining the X-ray plate said that there is still another piece of glass inside my foot. This would not come out like this. Next day, he did the operation and made it out. I still have the pieces of broken glass with me.

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When I was 17, I had a laparoscopy due to endometriosis. The only other time I had had surgery was when I was 5 and had my tonsils out. Growing up, I had never swore at all. As I was coming out of anesthesia, the nurses kept putting an oxygen mask on my face and taking my blood pressure. I sat up and said, "B***h, get that f*****g thing off me!" They all started laughing and when I came out of it and they told me what I had done, my mother was standing there....I was quite mortified!

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I broke my hand when i fall down from my bicicle. I was in hospital, and they put bandage on my hand. 1 month later... i wass free to drive again

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Two years ago I entered the hospital for bariatric (weight reduction) surgery, where I had a gastric bypass performed. It helped that I went to a hospital that had worked with gastric bypass patients before, because even ""minor"" issues, like having a wheelchair that could accommodate my size, was important. The nursing staff understood what to expect from me in terms of what I could do immediately after the surgery vs. what I could do in a couple of days, and that made being in the nursing unit easier to tolerate. I was only in the hospital for three days, and when I left to go home I was only taking in minimal amounts of liquids. My medications had to be crushed or taken in liquid form. I have to admit, it wasn't as onerous a visit as I had anticipated it to be.

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Years ago I started to notice that the middle knuckle on my fore finger always felt like it was bruised, it was annoying and I couldn't understand how I had done it or kept doing it. Gradually over time the knuckle started to become more swollen and the finger itself became very bent with the tip pointing up at a sharp angle.

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I went to the doctors about it but was told I had probably broken it and these things take a long time to heal. Eventually I went back to the doctor as I was convinced I hadn't broken it, it's the kind of thing you'd remember. The doctor sent me off for an x-ray and sure enough it came back with no broken bones. It was my mother in the end that found an article on the internet about Boutonnire Deformity. This matched my symptoms exactly and the doctor agreed. I finally got a proper splint fitted and wore this for 6 months, when it came off and I had to bend my finger again it was one of the most painful things I can remember. When I was told about the different causes of Boutonnière Deformity I realised that mine had probably been caused when I got a ring stuck on my finger and had to get it cut off, before going to the hospital I had pulled at the ring so hard I think it had damaged the tendons and started the very gradual deforming of my finger." Many years ago on Christmas Day, I was stepping out onto the back porch to toss all the Christmas wrappings into the trash bin outdoors. The porch was covered in a thick sheet of ice, and I fell right on my left elbow. It hurt so badly, I can't even tell you how painful it was. But I could tell I did not break a bone, so I never went to a doctor. Well, over the years, that elbow developed a large bump which I found out was a bursitis. Bursitis is inflammation of the bursa, which is the sack of fluid on your elbow which gives it it's lubrication and mobility. One day the large bubble on my elbow got even bigger and it hurt a lot. I thought it might be infected so I went to a doctor. When the doctor looked at my elbow, he gently squeezed it and blood spirted out all over the walls! I was so embarassed! The doctor was so cute, he actually began to clean it up himself before a nurse came in and took over. Eventually, I had to have an operation and get my bursitis removed. I finally have a normal elbow now.

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I found out I had lupus 4 years ago. Along with that I had an enlarged heart. It was also discovered I had type 2 diabetes, pernicious anemia and vasculitis. It has been a change in life. Though the enlarged heart went back to normal size, everything else remained. It is a challenge to juggle these issues everyday without fear and at times anger.

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In 1991 just after returning from Costa Rica with my adopted infant son f , I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Before leaving the US my doctor told me that my mammogram showed something that should be checked. This had happened before and we both agreed it was probably a cyst and I could wait till I returned home before seeing a surgeon. Two months lated - the adoption process took longer than expected - I made an appointment with a surgeon who said he could feel nothing. I could not feel anything either. He did say that I had an enlarged lymph node. He scheduled me for a biopsy at the local hospital. There another mammogram would be taken and the radiologist would place a wire to the tumor so the surgeon could find it. Two mammograms were taken - no tumor found. It had been a cyst fate all. The surgeon says since you're hear I'll biopsy the lymph node. It's probably nothing. Two days later he called to tell me that cancer cells had been found in the node. Since the mammogram showed nothing he would have to make his best guess. He felt an area that seemed slightly firmer than the surrounding tissue and scheduled another biopsy. For a week I was so scared wondering what he would find, almost hoping he would find nothing. That the whole thing had been a mistake. It wasn't. He found the tumor. No mistake and I was devastated. I had to face the fact that I was truly had that dread disease. Would I live? I knew I had to because I had a baby to raise. The idea that he might lose his mother horrified me. That was 19 years ago. My son is now in college and has his own rock band. I've been cancer free since my chemo treatment ended."

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During the year 2002, myself and my wife were travelling in a public transport in a rainy season after sunset to my native place from my work place. That night was rainy and the road was slippery with pitfalls. The driver was in toughtime to control the bus due to bad weather conditions. The road is not broad enough to accommodate two buses at a time when travelled in opposite directions. For that to give way to the bus coming from opposite direction our bus driver had to drive the bus for a while in muddy road which is very slippery during rainy season. We have passed such a situation for three times. The driver manages somehow passed on. During the fourth time we were unfortunate to met with an accident, the bus overturned all of a sudden, due to slippery of the muddy road while giving a way to the bus from opposite direction. The bus overturned in a paddy field at a depth of seven feet. We were on the first seat behind the driver and we fall one with the other inside the bus and the door was locked and we had some scratches all over the body and we escaped. Some were fatel and hospitalized. We have escaped with the help of villagers nereby on smashing the glass panel of the bus and lifted one by one from the paddy field. Ours is miraculas escape" I use to keep on getting pain in the stomach,docters use to diagnose it as gastric pain.This went on for 2-3 years,the pain went on coming and going,finally the docter asked me to go for a sonography,where they found out that I had Appendicitis.I was operated .During the operaton they realised that due to the severity of the appendicitis I had developed gangrene in the large intestine.the operation went on for a longer time than predicted,anaestisia effect got over and I was in lot of pain,but they said that my life was saved since the appendix could have burst,lot of medicines were given due to the gangrene but I am fine now. When I was in class 6th I had made my hand fracture by a doing a foolish act. Since I was a child I didn't know what exactly I was doing. I used to watch SHAKTHIMAAN serial in the channel and tried flying like him. Thank god the roof was not so high or else you know what would have happened. When I was admitted in the hospital, I was informed that there were 3 more cases of the same kind that too on the same day. The doctors were really surprised and me too. When I was about 6 years old, I was riding on the back of my father's bike. This was a time before there were baby seats on bikes. We were riding back from the local fair and it was a very pleasant day. Unfortunately, as we rode, my foot accidentally got stuck in the spokes of the rear tire. The wheel yanked my shoe and sock off my foot. It then cut off part of my heel. My parents rushed me to the emergency room and they had to bandage my foot. All in all, the spoke removed about a 1.5 diameter piece of skin from my heel. I remember it hurt really bad and bled a lot. At the end, I did get to eat a Hershey's chocolate candy bar, so the experience wasn't all bad.

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Normally I drive my two-wheeler at a speed above 90 km but when I met with an accident while going to the college I got injured very badly and it literally took eight months to recover from accident and now I realize not to drive very faster because When we drive faster it becomes very difficult to get control of our vehicle.

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My freshman year of college, during the second semester, there was a week in which I noticed my clothes didn't fit. Everything was way too tight and I started panicing that the Freshman Fifteen couldn't have come so drastically. It wasn't until after i took my shoes off one day that I realized I was just retaining water and swelling up at a ridiculous rate. I went to the doctor who admitted me to the hospital where I stayed for 4 days due to Minimal Change Disease. It is a temporary disease of the kidneys typically common in children 12 and under. I was 19. I ended up gaining about 20 lbs of swelling in my legs, but with proper medication I was back to normal in a few months.

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When i was 4 years old, I suffered from pneumonia fever. Doctor treat me for nearby 1 months with various medicine. But there was no any good result arises of this. At last doctor ask my mother to do some traditional home made herbal treatment. After this home made treatment i freed up from pneumonia fever.