I had a couch accident the other day, but it didn't hurt much.

I walked past the Davis escalator one morning to find it stopped, with half a sneaker sticking out of the top of it. I am very careful about escalators.

My most debilitating pain evar was the only headache I can truly classify as a migraine, which I had after a final exam period (a day or two later), and which had me lying flat in bed crying because I couldn't move my head. Later, there was Percocet.

Unfortunately, that was also the day I found out that one of the rarer side effects of Percocet is violent nausea.

In first aid, they teach you that a symptom of a broken bone is "obvious injury without significant pain." I know it didn't seem to hurt all that much when I broke my hand.

When I went over the handlebar of my bike, Doogie Hauser at the ER took one look at my very, very, purple wrist and declared "Dude! That wrist is broken," despite the fact that I could wriggle my fingers and such without any pain. Three courses of x-rays later he admitted it was only a sprain.

I'd rather give birth than have a stomach flu or food poisoning, although I have quick deliveries. My recoveries sucked, though. By far, the recovery period was worse for me, than any other stage of pregnancy/delivery. I was barely recovered by my six week check up, after the birth of each of my children.

I recovered pretty quickly from childbirth, and walked two miles a week or so later. A few days after that, I was hit with about 24 hours of renewed swelling and seriously wonky BPs, probably the last death rattles of my PIH, and quit all of the OTC pain killers they send you home with because they may affect BP and I was freaked about having one of those rare cases of post-partum PE (it was scary, and boy howdy, I'm glad we induced when we did), but that was my only real recovery snag.

The stomach flu/food poisoning/whatever it was, I was still feeling wiped a week later, and just barely on solids again.

When I was hit by a car, the resident doctor examined me (there was no swelling; the leg and knee looked normal) and told me it was a sprain, and that I should arrange a ride home that night. But just to be safe, he ordered a CAT scan, which showed the broken leg, and the messed up knee with the bone chip floating around.... After the CAT scan, a real doctor showed up to tell me I'd need surgery the next day, etc....

seriously wonky BPs, probably the last death rattles of my PIH, and quit all of the OTC pain killers they send you home with because they may affect BP and I was freaked about having one of those rare cases of post-partum PE

Jesus, Ple that's an alphabet soup worthy of FDR's depression era policies.

I'm guessing PE = pre-eclampsia, though.

PE is pulmonary embolism, I think. PIH is Pregnancy induced hypertension.

I'm guessing PE = pre-eclampsia, though.

Yep. Though Cindy's right about the PIH.

I admit the thought "Fuck, if childbirth is worse than that, I'm not doing it." has flashed through my mind a number of times.

The key, for me, with pain-causing things is working out what needs intervention, and what needs immediate intervention. I wish there were a code for that. One that didn't rely so much on expensive tests.

Plei, I always thought Pre-Eclampsia was PIH? What is it? I also thought it was only a (during) pregnancy condition. My books have long since flown to other shelves.