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Once a doctor told me there was something wrong with my ass, so he bent me over and forgeted me while screaming "Tell anyone and your dead!" It was sore for awhile but all better later so i guess he fixed it.
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Are you somehow mocking me? O.o



Worst experience of my life?

When I felt so terribly ill that I believed I was actually dying, of course, people love to abuse Canada's healthcare so they clog up the emergency room with colds and coughs, and by the time I actually get taken care of, my body already fought off the sickness. They don't realize this and only notice that my white blood cell count is high. If I were actually going to die I guess I would've. Glad I didn't.

Driving into and instant-tornado.

I seriously fail to see why smart people build citys on fault lines.

Many major cities around the world are built next to fault lines. I saw on a documentary this is because coast lines have a lot of faults (apparently) because of the land mass breaking, and also due to earthquakes pushing minerals closer to the surface so people would setup places nearby to mine it, unknowing of the danger.

Bungie jumping

I can not describe the pain.

Worst experience of my life. Hrm. Meeting you people.

Worst experience of my life. Hrm. Meeting you people.
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Going into surgery yesterday.

Knee replacement.



My leg has never been the same.

Not getting surgery yesterday.
Damn brain tumor.


I cant really think of one so ill just say knocking out 8 teeth when i was little.

Cripto-sporidium (If it's spelled that way) happened to me. I wake up in the morning with a wetness around my butt. I assume it's sweat, feel down there, and end up smelling stuff. I get up and pull off the blankets to find a large brown spot in the sheets, as well as my clothes. I told my parents and they started cleaning up the mess (this was many years ago). So I'm lying on the couch and start feeling nauseated. I first assume it will go away, but it just intensifies to the point of me admitting I feel absolutely horrible. I end up vomiting violently twice on the carpet before anyone could fetch a bucket. I was extremely weak, and just slept most of the week or two I was ill, vomiting every day. I don't remember much of anything during that, but I remember when I could walk again, I had to poop in a bag for parasite tests.

That's the worst experience I ever had in life. It all happened after I came back from summer camp. They had a small lake filled with fish and bird feces. I stuck my hands in the water like I thought nothing of it. Then went to lunch without washing my hands.