The biggest psysical pain you've experienced

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Sliding down the road at 40mph was pretty painful!! !! ! It ground a large amount of skin off my left arm (from shoulder to finger tips), and ground my knuckles on both hands to the bone. Having it cleaned out and fixed up at the hospital was extremely painful, but the most pain part, by far, was changing the bandages!! !
Changing the bandages was by far the most extremely painful thing ever, to the point of almost passing out. I can take lots of pain, but that had me crying like a baby, I would never wish it on my worst enemy. What happens is when the skin is building back up, and is creating new nerve endings, the nerves attach themselfs to the bandage, like it is your skin, so when you are changing the bandage, it feel like your peeling flesh off, like the worst form of torture.
They say changing bandages on sever burns is the most painful thing a human could ever experience, so I would say sever road rash bandage changing would be a close 2nd place!

Many people have had it worse. I consider myself lucky.

There was the time as a kid when I was running full speed across the front yard, then tripped and fell headfirst into the concrete driveway. That put a huge gash in my forehead and made me black out. When I woke up, I was covered in blood and reeling with pain. Fortunately, I was in shock and pretty out of it. The trip to the ER and getting stitches in my head were not fun.

When I was a teenager, I went to see the movie "The Exorcist". I'd never seen it before, and had no idea that there was crazy medical stuff in parts of it. I have an extreme aversion to this sort of thing... it causes overwhelming nausea, panic, loss of consciousness, etc. Well, the film got to these parts, and I completely freaked out. I got out of my seat and practically ran out of the theater. Just outside the theater door, I passed-out in mid-stride, falling to the ground face-first. I woke up in a groggy haze, only feeling the gnawing pain and the urge to get to the bathroom to see what had happened. Looking in the mirror, I saw that I had landed directly on my chin, and it looked like it had been scraped badly and lost some skin. Then I looked in my mouth and saw that some of my teeth had been chipped or slightly dislodged and I had bitten through part of my tongue. My mouth was filled with blood. Somehow during this whole thing, no one saw me or did anything. I managed to get myself cleaned up and drive home by myself. I still have a prominent scar on my chin, a piece of tongue missing, and partially-reconstructed teeth.

The most recent immense pain I've been in happened while I was chopping up Habanero Peppers for a dish I was making. I wasn't thinking, and accidentally brushed my fingers close to my eyes, without having washed my hands of the pepper residue. This caused temporary blindess and terrible burning pain over my entire face. But it was... you know... the good kind of pain... sort of...

I'm not really sure... It was probably some sort of stomach ache since I get those alot, and they can be extremely painful at times and have even sent me to the hospital before. (One time it ended up being a hernia and I had to get emergency surgery )

But this other time which might not have been as painful but definately more interesting, was when I was on my way to school and when I went to pull out onto sa street, my scooter skided out from under me and landed on my leg. My pant leg was torn open and my knee was hamburger so I had to rush home, take my bloody, shreded pants off, throw some disinfectant on my wound to clean it, cover it with gauze and wrap it in bandages, find new pants to put on, and get back on my scooter which still had blood stains on it to start heading back in the direction of school, since I had to take some important test. So when I got there I was chewed out for being late, took my test which I couldn't focus on because of the intense pain coming from my leg, and spent the rest of the school day limping from class to class (they even made me go to gym). When school was finally out, I had to take my still bloody scooter back home where I, cleaned the scooter, changed my bandages, and limped around for a couple more hours while biting down on my sleeve when I could feel surges of pain until I FINALLY called it a day and collapsed on my bed where it took another hour or so for me to get to sleep.

I've gotten into a buch of other different bicycle crashes (i.e. dog attacks, shoe laces in the chain, sudden seizing of the chain...) with similar results before, but at least I got to go straight home.

Oh, and another time when I was really little I acciedentally dropped a heavy bronze on one of my fingers nearly severing it. That was another emergency trip to the hospital, but thankfully I don't remember much of that day...

I guess I'm lucky the only think I've ever broken was a finger bone. Now that I recall, I've gotten hurt loads of times...

I once had the idea that working on my own car would be fun. I had a transmission balanced on four jacks and was reaching up to align it. One of the jacks slipped, and the transmission landed on my right hand. It bounced off my hand, and i raced inside the house to soak it in cold water. My two flat mates were at work, and there was no way I could drive myself to an emergency room. So I stood there for hours running cold water over my hand, wondering if every bone was broken.

This doesn't really compare to the horrible pain it seems all you guys have been through (But I am extremely cautious) Though a few months ago I had the bright idea of jumping and rolling through the small gap in the netting on my trampoline, I had already done it a few times fine, but then my sister commanded me to do it again... And I didn't want to, but did anyway. So I did it, but my feet got caught in the netting, so my legs stopped moving, though my head didn't, and I bashed my mouth on my knees, that wasn't so bad, I bust both lips. Though I have a wonky tooth, and the lips got cut on that, and the cuts got infected, badly to the point of oozing puss. I couldn't laugh, open my mouth fully, talk correctly, or drink normally and many other mouth related things. If I did it would sting really really badly. and eventually had to take medication four times a day to get rid of it.

I was in a car accident the day after my 24th birthday, and my nose was extremely swollen, and I thought it was broken.

Fortunately, it wasn't.

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I got hepatitis during the summer of 2003. Hands down the worst pain I've ever felt.

Second place would go to having my nostril piercing tapered back open.

opps never mind, my brain was not thinking to well

Nothing too traumatic. I broke my arm 3 times, and I suppose that was fairly painful. It doesn't compare to opiate withdrawal though, in terms of intensity. But, that doesn't fall into the category of "physical pain". It was more like... 'a full-body experience of hell'. Never again.

Nothing of note compared to the emotional hole in my head.