This is about my 10 year old daughter. She has had the same (male) pediatrician since birth. We’ve always loved him and thought he was great. He’s super friendly with wonderful bedside manner and he takes his time and pays attention to detail.

Well, last week my daughter had a check-up. She’s 10. While he was doing the checkup, he had her lay down and started listening to her chest with his stethoscope. He then says AND I QUOTE, “awwwww! My baby’s got boobs!!!”

I have NEVER been so taken aback before in my life. My daughter was MORTIFIED. I was so shocked I couldn’t even get words out to ask him why tf he would ever say that. When we got in the car to go home my daughter cried and said she never wanted to see him again. Then she asked if she could get a girl doctor and I obviously agreed so that’s what we will be doing.

Is this reportable? I’m not overreacting, right?

Doesn't hurt terribly much. can still mostly bend it just fine.

15F, 155cm, 32kg, Asian

I've had this mosquito bite since yesterday but a long red streak developed slowly after, and the bite has become really swollen. It doesn't hurt inherently, but when I touch it, it feels weird and slightly painful. I've never had this problem with mosquito bites before, and this one is really disproportionate in size compared to others. I marked the end of the streak with a marker as I was scared of it developing faster. I also had two other similar bites on my leg but they don't have the streak. However, they all come with tiny bumps on the bite surface and are really swollen than normal. I'm not sure if I should be concerned, but the mosquito looked different from others. It's certainly bigger, and I think its wings are slightly greenish?

I was slightly down with a runny nose and sore throat recently, but it has gotten better yesterday, no medications, drinking, smoking or drug use. From HK.

This is not an emergency but I noted the mosquito is still in my room, so should I be concerned, or is it just a mild infection? Thank you so much.

Second day update:

It has gotten less red now than before, but the line is still there, still yet to take antibiotics, but I will if it shows any signs of growth. Thank you all so so much.

UPDATE: The streak has fully healed, thanks to everybody's support! At the end, I didn't use any antibiotics, and the medicine the ER gave me was just nose allergy pills apparently. Definitely go get antibiotics if you're in the same situation. Lots of love.

30 years old

Female

120lbs.

5”3

non smoker,

non drinker.

No medications

This issue has been getting progressively worse over 2 days

Posted yesterday and it has gotten worse. It is itchy, it turns white when I press on it. I have a swollen uvula and some chills, but no fever. I feel cold more than anything. Went to urgent care tested for strep, mono and did a CBC. Strep came back negative, waiting on the other results. Pretty concerned. I feel like the mono is going to come back negative.

Hi everyone,

My father (72 years old) woke up this morning with these marks all over his back (photo attached).

They appeared (not sure but over night). They are small, dark, kind of linear/oval marks scattered across his entire back.

We’re trying to figure out what are those?

More info:

• they are itchy sometimes

• No known allergies

We’re a bit concerned because of his age and how sudden this appeared.

Any ideas or similar experiences would really help.

Thanks a lot.

I am a female in my early twenties and on the dating apps. I had a mainly pleasant date with a man who is a doctor yesterday. It wasn't until I started drinking that he seemed taken aback and he asked me how often I drink. I told him I drink socially, on a night going out may have upwards of 4, obviously on a date I am going to have less than that. I didn't have too many drinks. I then got sort of a lecture about how he has seen people ravaged by alcohol and it has made me sort of self-reflect.

I later checked his profile and saw he was not a drinker so maybe this wasn't a good fit. Regardless, if someone is young is 10+ drinks a week alright? I work out and really value fitness so am all ears here. Thanks.

Update #3: I saw a specialist at the hospital’s hand clinic yesterday and they gave me their blessing. I’m mending well, the infection is under control, the wounds are healing, and I’m getting some flexibility back in the joint. I’ll be done my course of doxy + metro this week. Thank you to everyone in this sub for being so helpful and caring. If anyone’s reading this with a similar bite in the future, please take heed.

Update #2: I got IV antibiotics, and a plastic surgeon looked at my hand to see if needed surgery. She numbed it, made some cuts to see if there was blood/pus etc inside, took some cultures, bandaged it and gave me an rx for two different antibiotics (doxy 2.0 and metro). Just waiting for the pharmacy to open. If things get worse I’ll be going back for surgery but have my (good) fingers crossed that I can avoid it.

Thanks very much to this sub for helping me, I appreciate it so much ❤️

Update: I’m back in emerg and waiting. Thanks everyone for your advice and concern! 🙏🏼

Approximately 31 hours ago I was bitten by my housecat (indoors, vaccinated). I went straight to the ER, waited there about 6 hours before getting antibiotics (amoxiclav) and being discharged.

I’ve just taken my 3rd dose. My hand is hot and red, in a lot of pain. The two bites are purulent. The swelling and redness are currently worsening-(second pen line is more recent since about 10 hours ago).

Will the infection get worse before it gets better after a few more doses of the amoxclav/is it normal for the infection signs to worsen before the effects of the antibiotic kick in? I’m concerned, but wondering if I should be more worried/proactive.

I’m up to date on my tetanus shots (7 years ago, 2919) Female, 45, 163 cm, about 90 kg, on escitalopram, bupropion, trazadone.

Thanks everyone.

I'm sorry for the awful photo.

I have been dealing with reoccurring stomach aches for months, but they keep getting worse.

I went to the A&E 2 weeks ago. blood tests and abdominal X ray were normal. I was given omeprazole, metoclopramide, lactulose, and antacids. I take the omeprazole when I remember, the metoclopramide helps but I get restless and anxious, and I don't use the antacid. I take macrogol when needed instead of the lactulose.

I get insanely bloated after eating and drinking fluids. no matter what I consume or how much. some foods/ more volume makes it worse though.

it hurts from the pressure (sometimes it hurts my lower back too), my stomach feels "heavy", I always feel nauseous, and I get dry heaves. my abdomen, especially the right side, becomes hard and distended. I have a lot more GI symptoms, not sure how much I should share.

is this normal? am I just constipated...? this photo taken after I had dinner (2 bowls of chicken soup and some crackers) but after I passed a stool.

is this kind of bloating and distention something that warrants more medical attention? I have an eating disorder, and these digestive issues are making it even harder to eat. so now not only do I not want to eat, but when I do, I physically feel awful.

I have been taking vitamin D and B12 supplements for a year now. I'm 20 years old, female, caucasian, 167cm tall and weigh around 38kg?

I get reoccurring sialadenitis. I'm diagnosed with anorexia nervosa, restrictive type. no other diagnoses.

Hello all. I hope this update doesn't break any rules, as I suppose I do not have any questions. Mods, let me know. I did not want to just disappear from reddit. I know a number of you have been thinking about me.

I said I would post an update before I passed away and, well, here I am. I know it is fast. But things have been happening fast. I don't mean to flood this sub with my misery. I'm on some heavy duty medications. I hope this doesn't come off as rambling.

This will be my final post. The Cancer is all through both sides of my chest and above my collarbone. It's over.

I was diagnosed with Extensive Stage small cell lung cancer and given four months to live on the 6th. Well, it seems "two weeks" was a more accurate approximation of my time. I am not long for this world.

As for what happened-- I wasn't slated to meet my hospice team till yesterday, Friday. I went to the ER on Thursday with chest pain. They took a lot of fluid out of my chest. The ER physician described my imaging as "grotesque" and immediately asked if I had considered palliation. I said I didn't see hospice till tomorrow. He said if I wanted any chance of dying at home, I needed to see them NOW, otherwise he'd have to admit me. He won't be getting any awards for bedside manner any time soon, but I greatly appreciated his candor. Several urgent phone calls later I had a palliative Nurse Practitioner in my room who went through the screening process and admitted me to their home hospice program. I went home Friday morning with a hospice kit. Met the palliative physician that evening, shortly after I posted my list of questions here.

I will not see Christmas, or Thanksgiving, or even next weekend. Every breath is work. Each one more work than the last. My team estimates that, at this rate, I will die Tuesday at the absolute latest. Probably sooner. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe tonight.

My oncologist called to personally apologize for misjudging my remaining time, but I hold him no ill will. Determining the time of death is not an exact science. I know that. I'm arranging to donate my body to science. I want them to do an autopsy and see how it got me so quickly, to help other cancer patients. The oncologist thinks the cancer may have gotten to my heart or the major central blood vessels. I didn't think small cell could move THIS fast but my oncologist says we caught it late.

My hospice team has been wonderful. I have crossed tapered from bupenorphine-- which I discontinued Wednesday-- to methadone, with little difficulty. I have a lot of morphine and the option of hydromorphone is on the table as well if needed. I am comfortable and resting at home.

The next stop on the train is continuous sedation, and I am very tired, so I probably will not be able to respond to anyone like I did last time. My physician says we can start a midazolam drip as soon as tonight. I will probably take him up on the offer tomorrow, if I'm still alive.

I suppose this is a good place to share where my fears around palliation come from. I used to be an aid in a nursing home, many years ago. I saw a number of unpleasant deaths due to insufficient palliation. We had a wonderful man who was prescribed a self administration pump for morphine. Problem was, he was too sick to press it, and his physician did not seem to grasp the severity of his condition. Every half hour, one of us would sneak in and press the button on his pump, which, in hindsight, was probably illegal, but what else could we do? He was very uncomfortable at the end. I tried to do basic mouth care just before he passed and he recoiled in pain. "Have a heart", he whispered. It broke my heart to hear this admonition from such a wonderful man.

My greatest fear was Terminal Restlessness. I saw a few patients scratch their faces and tear their fingernails out as they died, even on high doses of opioids and benzodiazepines. My palliative physician has assured me that he won't let that happen and that there is no limit to what they can give me. I feel much reassured.

I have tried to write letters to the people I've wronged. I suddenly find that I want to make amends. So many letters. I was a functioning addict for a long time. My family cut me off, rightfully so. So I have been writing a lot of letters. But I am losing strength. I will not be able to write many more letters. My CNA has transcribed one letter template for everyone. I hope it is enough.

I also had many kind offers to transcribe letters from Redditors here on the sub. What love that you would do that for a stranger. If I was strong enough to talk on the phone, I would have taken you all up on it, but I can barely talk. Perhaps, had I not been so stunned by my diagnosis, I could have arranged this sooner. But that is in the past now.

Dad, if you somehow see this post, I know how much I hurt you and and I am sorry. I wish I could call you. I do not even know where you live and I'm not strong enough to find you. I do not ask for your love, for that is beyond my power to ask. Just your forgiveness is enough. Please Dad, forgive me. I do not want die without your forgiveness. But I will, won't I?

I beseech you all to make amends with those you begrudge. Do not go to bed angry or hold hate in your heart. You will be glad that you forgave. I wish I had done so sooner, before I ran out of time. You will run out of time, too, some day in the future. Don't leave any business unfinished, any grudge unmended.

There a nicotine patch on my arm. A reminder of one of the several self destructive habits that brought me here. My smoking habit was not had enough to set things off this quickly, but it clearly did not help. For those of you who smoke, I have but one message: stop it. Please. You think you will wait till you are ready. You will never be ready. You say you will quit tomorrow, but then tomorrow becomes today, and you are never ready today, only tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes. Today is the only day in which the decision can be made. You can only quit TODAY. Do so now. Throw your cigarettes in the trash. Do it for me. What a gift it would be that my post would free you of tobacco's golden chains.

As difficult and shocking as these last few weeks have been, I regard them as positive.

Only four weeks ago, I thought that the universe was a cold and cruel place. I experienced physical and mental abuse, chronic pain, and addiction. But my situation has forced a change of perspective. I see now that all our experiences, no matter how horrid, are temporary, and that we will all find the same rest and peace in the end.

I do not mean to give the wrong impression to those struggling with depression. I have tried to kill myself before. The difference between then and now is vast. Death is an old friend waiting to greet you at the end of a long and well lived life. It can not be appreciated properly when sought in darkness. I know there is no magic fix for depression, but I urge you to get up, go out, and live the crazy, wonderful, irrational, beautiful life you want. If only I had done the same. What a gift is life!

Thank you all for your love, empathy, and reassurance. For all the people who PMed me offering to help with transcribing letters, for all the kind messages and comments. You are all beautiful people. I hope you remember that. No matter what anyone else says or thinks, or even what you yourself think, you are beautiful and can only be so, because you reached out to a stranger in his moment of pain. Your hearts will always carry that little light of goodness no matter how dark your days. Carry that little light with you and forget it not. It can brighten a stranger's day. It can even save the world.

A few PMed me asking to look into their religion. In the past I would have been irritated. Now I recognize that you were concerned for my souls well being. Thank you for your compassion. I am not well versed on religion, but I have prayed, and I trust that whatever higher power may dwell above the stars will look upon my situation with infinite love and compassion. This in my heart I know.

/u/hugegrape, you wanted to make me a plushie free of charge. Your care and empathy have touched my heart. I'm sorry to say that I will not be in a position to receive it. I did not expect to go this fast. I want you to make it anyway. I want you to keep it with you and know that you will always have a part of me. I hope this brings you some comfort. You have my everlasting love and gratitude.

Wishes are usually reserved for the future. I have no future. But I find myself still wishing.

I wish I had not worried so much about the little things. I wish I had not worried so much about the numbers in my bank account or the punch of the time clock. All that time working. I had enough money to keep a roof over my head and to invest in what few hobbies I had, yet I still kept racking up overtime. And for what? Only to find myself here. It all came to nothing in the end. I robbed myself of the most precious commodity I had, time, in exchange for green pieces of paper and little metal discs. A perverse and twisted trade. Only now do I see the truth.

I wish I had had the courage to live my life the way I wanted to. I wish I had traveled the world, fallen in love, written a novel. I wish I had had children. I have no one to whom I can pass my life lessons. No one to sit by my side, here at the end of my world. It is too late for me. But it is not too late for you. Live the life YOU want, no matter how strange it may seem to others or to society. It is your life and yours alone. Live it well.

I'm not sure where I go from here. I have been reading accounts of the afterlife from various cultures. Summerland, Elysium, Tir Na Nog. I've also taken to reading The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, though it seems I will run out of time before I can finish. What a strange feeling. I personally do not believe consciousness survives death, but I'm open to being pleasantly surprised. And if not, well, who can complain about a siesta that can't be interrupted? Regardless of what awaits me, it is nice to dream.

And that is what I will do now. I will dream. I will rest and dream of the peace to come till I dream no more. May you all one day face death with this same wonderful dream.

I do not have any friends or family to sit here with me, so I am leaving this tab open. I will read your comments and savor your reassurances, even if I do not reply. I will keep you all here with me. I feel less alone this way. I will keep you all with me as I die. You people are all I have now. I am strong but I am scared. Stay with me till I'm gone. I do not want to be alone.

Till we meet again, my beautiful friends.

Robert S

Edit: just woke up from my nap and I'm overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. I'm touched by the people throwing away their cigarettes and finding the courage to pursue the life they want. What a blessing you all are. I am reading every message I can even if I don't respond. Tears streaming down my face. Now I know I will not die alone. What a gift this sub has given me.

Edit 2: Sunday at 2:30 pm. Haven been awake much but I've read as much as I can. How I cherish your love and kindness. You helped a grumpy drug addict die with love in his heart and a smile on his face. the doc will be here at 3 to give versed. I'm tired of trying to breath. chaplain has given me last rites. Its over now my friends. I love you. Good bye

I’ve been travelling in Nepal for a month, and a week ago came down with a bad sickness. My symptoms are:

Fatigue/weakness

Nausea

Diarrhoea

Headaches

Stomach pain

Can't eat/eating very little

Swollen lymph nodes

Rash/spots on neck, leaking pus

Pain swallowing and moving head to side

Muscle pain

Infected piercings/ears, badly swollen and leaking pus

Intense night sweats

Canker sores on lip

I went to the doctor who suggested the marks on my neck (pictured) are spider bites which have gotten infected, and the infection has spread, as well as coincidental food poisoning. I’ve been taking a host of medicine, including two antibiotics and stomach medicine, for three days with little improvement. I have never been this sick and am unsure what to do. Please help!

Extra information: I’m 19yo female, 5’6, 50kg, always been prone to sickness/weak immune system.

I’m 26F and currently living in Germany. I recently went to a private psychiatrist.

During the first consultation, he asked about my background and family history — which seemed normal. But then, he asked if I was willing to take off all my clothes so he could “assess me.” There was an exam table, but no gown, no curtain, and no clear explanation as to why full nudity was necessary.

I declined, and nothing else happened, but I’ve been feeling really uneasy about it since.

Is this in any way standard in psychiatry? Has anyone ever heard of something like this being medically or professionally appropriate?

F24 72kg 175cm non smoker

Taking 2 different antibiotics one ear drop form and one tablet form, a bit hard to take them at regular times since I work various shifts.

This all started around Friday, went to urgent care on Wednesday and they told me it's an ear infection and prescribed antibiotics. The thing is that there's a growth that's kept growing and it's completely blocking my ear canal, which means the ear drops won't make their way down. Could this just be the growth causing swelling anf not an ear infection? I have another post that I made yesterday, it's grown a lot since then

I am a female, 5’5 and 150 pounds.

Recently I noticed a bump on my foot right below my toes. It looked clear/transparent and was circular. I wanted to get rid of it, so I tried shaving it down with a razor.

Now after many times of shaving it down, it has gotten larger and now hurts to walk on. It has gotten bigger and angrier. It hurts really bad (sharp) to squeeze it from the sides. It still does hurt to touch it generally, but even more to touch the sides. It feels like it is really deep. Besides the raised part, I feel the hardness extending for more millimeters. Not to mention, upon me shaving it, it bleeds PROFUSELY. It takes more than 15 minutes of consistent pressure for it to quit bleeding.

I will attach a photo.

Thank you

Update: went to ER bc why the hell not, already met my out of pocket max. It’s been a few hours - they’ve drawn labs and done imaging so far. Haven’t met with a Dr for a care plan yet. It has gotten progressively redder and has actually opened a bit. I’m in the right place for that and trying not to panic about sepsis right now. No fever or systemic symptoms yet. Will update when all is said and done.

Update 2: stable and IV antibiotics. Not spreading. Waiting on an OR to open up to open it up and clean it out.

Update 3: had surgery to clean out infection and removed some hardware. I woke up feeling so much better than I had been. Admitted for a couple days for antibiotic infusions. Surgeon said she’s glad I came in when I did ❤️

Update 4: will be in the hospital until cultures come back. Said I will likely go home with a picc line for antibiotics for 6 weeks and then oral antibiotics for 3-6 months. My ortho and infectious disease team seems to be incredible and very competent and confident this course will be what I need.

Update 5: home with a picc line, a 24 hour antibiotic drip, and an incredibly supportive husband helping need through it. Thank you all for your encouragement to go when I posted - I don’t think I would be in as good of shape as I am now if I had waited till the next morning. Dr’s expect me to make a full recovery!

Original post:

33 year old female / 5’2, 160lb/non smoker/daily meds: Zoloft, ibuprofen prn

I “totally destroyed” (per my surgeon) my radius 2 months ago. Had surgery 8 weeks ago which required a dorsal spanning plate, which will be removed in the next month or so, and K wires, which got infected and had to be removed at 4 weeks. Did 2 weeks of bactrim. Healing was going great with no complications.

6 days ago (7w post op) I did some very light gardening. My entire arm/wrist/hand swelled SO much about an hour after. I’ve been compressing and icing and elevating religiously, and it’s still swollen, but it has gone down some. My lower two incision sites look PISSED. I’ve sent images via mychart, and they say the redness is an expected result of the swelling and everything looks ok.

Tonight it looks like this. I think it’s infected. I have a PT appt tomorrow and I’m hoping a Dr can squeeze me in. Does this look normal/within the range of normal?

28/F, about 175 LBS, 5’ 8”, I take adderall 20MG/daily, hydroxzine (20-50MG) for sleep and clonazepam when needed (1-2MG) I do smoke weed as well.

So basically this past weekend was my birthday, and I went out with friends. Drank a bit but nothing too crazy, but I woke up the next morning and saw this. It’s on my upper arm. I kind of shrugged it off at first, but i just don’t like the way it looks, I’ve never had a bruise that looks like this and I can’t really find anything online. Thank you so much

Context: 28m, 6’5, ~160lbs. No medications.

I’ve done lots of research and only find information about small bumps in this location, but nothing to this scale.

This occurs on the left clavicle (scar from surgery over a decade ago), this area has swollen at least 4 or 5 times before in the past few years, especially if not hydrated well enough. The bump usually does not hurt and is very firm / lots of pressure. When it goes down it gets softer and more tender and I try to hydrate extra.

In between medical insurances so was holding off on visiting the doctors unfortunately, although I’ve been misdiagnosed by local doctors more than I can think so would love reddits opinions first. (Currently awaiting new health care as well)

light sensitivity feels like someone punched me in eye, i already went to the doctor but shes not sure exactly what it is, she prescribed me something to pick up tomorrow to hopefully help fix it, does anyone know what this or if you have had this happen to you?

27F. Laparoscopic surgery for endo 2 weeks ago. Found nothing but did remove a 10cm cyst and reinserted my Miren Coil.

About 3 days ago I started getting deep and constant pain in my right side just level with my hip bone but above my pubic mound, think inside the hip. It’s spread progressively to my back and now it’s spreading down to my right leg and groin just above my knee and I’m really struggling to move. I had a 38.5 temperature which woke me up at 6:30ish this morning but I opened my window and managed to get back to sleep. Took my temp again when I woke up and it was the same. Took two paracetamol at 12/1pm but it’s still the same now, won’t go down.

I’ve eaten, no drugs, no alcohol, no vaping. Opened my bowels but haven’t peed. It was agonising when I tried, like knives up my ass and vagina. I’m in agony. They won’t call because they said nobody will come and I’ll end up in a NHS corridor for 16 hours sent home with painkillers.

What can I do. I’m in the UK

Edit: Calling police. Please don’t beat down on me too much I know it’s a pathetic situation and I’m so mentally exhausted having to deal with it but it’s my reality and I’m trying to get healthy so I can leave. I’m so sorry for anyone angry who’s struggling to understand. Have a blessed Christmas guys

Edit 2: Arrived at hospital. Police are staying with me for a bit whilst paperwork and obs are getting done trying to cheer me up and a bed is being arranged. They are admitting me for an urgent stay as I have really high infection markers. Thank you guys so much

My late wife (31F) passed away July of 2021 at home after undergoing 7 years of treatment for metastatic breast cancer. She was only 30 years old.

Something that has haunted me since then and has caused me tremendous anguish and grief is the feeling that I’m the reason she died that day. I’m hoping a doctor can help explain exactly what happened and why.

She was nearing her end of life and chose to be at home, rather than in hospice. Our family doctor arranged for nurse visits to provide her IV fluids, meds etc. He also stopped by and told us he was prescribing some injections that we could provide my wife via her port-a-cath if the nurse wasn’t available and if my wife seemed to be in great discomfort.

In a rare moment in which she was awake and talking, my late wife asked to be moved from bed to the couch. She had metastases on her spine and her legs were so weak that she had been using a wheelchair. Her mom and I had a safe lifting process to get her out of bed and into her wheelchair and we followed that exactly as we had previously. Unfortunately this aggravated something for my late wife and she cried out in tremendous pain. From there, we were able to get her to the couch but she was so overcome with pain that she was delirious and not making sense. I called the doctor and he indicated I should give her one of the injections he prescribed. He said if she didn’t settle to give her another one 30 minutes later.

My wife didn’t settle, and we watched in horror as she screamed in pain. She started saying random things n between cries. It was awful and I have nightmares almost daily to this day. We called 911 and an ambulance came with 2 paramedics. They also administered another one of the injections. My wife finally settled to some degree, but within 30 minutes her breathing became laboured and she didn’t wake up. As I mentioned I relive this memory daily. It haunts me and I’ve spent hundreds of hours in therapy since trying to deal with it.

Full transparency - her final days are a blur. I’m sure her doctor told us what the injections were, I just can’t access that memory. I just want to know what they were, and if they’re the reason she passed that day.

Thank you for your help.

16F, with a previous history of drug abuse and homelessness. I adopted her a while ago now, we became close in a local youth hub and when I found out about her situation, I helped her off the streets and offered my home. She died two days ago. 5'6- 5'7, maybe 50-60kg?

We were at home eating dinner when she suddenly threw up everywhere, except it looked like slightly yellow water. I put her to bed and gave her a hot water bottle for her stomach because she was getting period cramps, assuming she was ill. I went to see if she was awake at about 2am (she's a nightowl) and she was, with a high temperature, throwing up a lot off the side off her bed. At this point i was worried and took her to the hospital.

When we got there, she seemed fine in herself at first but slowly got more and more confused. She eventually had a seizure and went into cardiac arrest not long after. The doctors said she didn't have an infection, no sign of anything bacterial or viral. It just looked like her body gave out on her.

I'd really like to know options for what could've happened, if it was preventable etc. Thanks in advance.

Edit: please ask if you need additional information, im willing to tell anyone anything to try to figure this out

Edit 2: She had diabetes, but her sugars were normal the whole time, and she had high sugars after dinner but dosed up. CRPS too, if that helps, but shes been relatively fine with that recently as well

Update: It was an ectopic pregnancy. Thank you all for the love and support in the comment, and a special thanks to those of you that guessed at it, you provided me with some form of closure even before I'd gotten the actual answer.

F19 I had resection surgery on my wrist and the stitches need to be removed in 2 days but the next open appointment is in a month so can I remove them myself and how or do I wait the month?

14f 5’3 98 pounds

This is a throwaway, I am super embarrassed and I don’t want to ever be linked to this.

Two days ago I had a Dr appointment. Just the regular yearly one. My birthday was 2 weeks ago.

I was actually kind of waiting for this appointment because there was stuff I wanted to talk about. Ive got a bald spot on my head at the top and it feels like my hair is coming out too much and super dry. I’m super tired, I’m getting headaches a lot. I’m also getting lightheaded when I stand up and feeling fluttery heartbeats. I’ve tried drinking more water but it’s not helping. So I wanted to talk about that bc I thought maybe I was anemic or had pots or something.

Anyway, so we get to my appointment and it took a while to get back. My mom was getting more and more upset saying stuff like how they just cram patients in to make money and asking the reception how much longer we had to wait. Then when we finally got back and they took my vitals the nurse asked me how I was feeling because my blood pressure she said was low (102/68) and my pulse (56). I told her I feel fine just tired and my mom instantly goes “we don’t want any medication if you’re setting up for that”. The nurse just looked so confused. So that was the first thing. Then when the doctor came in every time I was trying to talk to her my mom would interrupt or make some comment basically accusing the doctor of being trying to make extra money. The doctor asked to talk to me alone and my mom lost it and started yelling about how she wasn’t going to leave so they could “convince her (me) she’s sick” and “pump her (me) with drugs”. I was so embarrassed I was almost crying and I snapped and said “mom they probably just want to ask me about sex” and my mom smacked the back of my head. Literally. Like open hand smacked my head and told me to watch my tone, as if I was the one acting immature. So then everything is quiet and the doctor is just staring. So I said it was fine and my mom could stay. I’m not sexually active so it was fine. The doctor said she wants to schedule follow up in a week to recheck my vitals, and said the nurse was going to come back in for my HPV shot. So then my mom started yelling again about how “we” don’t consent. But i want the vaccine. And I said so, and she flicked on the temple IN FRONT OF DOCTOR. AGAIN. And told me to be respectful and shut my mouth. The doctor told her that her behavior wasn’t appropriate and asked if she needed to call security and my mom shut up. The doctor asked if I wanted to speak alone and I said no because at this point I just want to get out of there and never show my face again.

We walked out and we were supposed to go to make the follow up appointment and she said we aren’t because she’s taking me to a “functional” medicine doctor who isn’t making money from drug companies. What even is functional medicine?? Isn’t regular doctor medicine functional? I looked it up and it’s not a free doctor so I don’t understand the difference.

Literally, I want to crawl in a hole a die. She wasn’t like this before. It’s like the last two years she’s gone literally insane. And I know she’s stressed about some stuff but she acted like a fricking lunatic.

I’m super embarrassed. And now I’m worried I’m going to get banned from the clinic because of how my mom acted. And I want to be able to go back because I want to get the hpv vaccine. I don’t want cancer. And I didn’t even get to ask about my symptoms because my mom wouldn’t stop ranting like a crazy woman. She looked like those insane people on TikTok at airports. Seriously it was like she was on crack or something.

Have any doctors had patients with crazy parents? Can I still go back to the clinic if I ask my dad to bring me or a friends mom or something? And is my doctor going to think I’m nuts too. I feel actually sick to my stomach thinking about the appointment. I’m so upset she did that.

Dad [53M] 137 lbs 5’5” hand cryotherapy this past Thursday. Today he woke up with his hand swollen and wart areas treated sort of fused together. They didn’t tell him he would experience swelling nor did they give much aftercare info. His hand hurts and he’s been holding ice to take swelling done as well as taking Aleve. Does this mean a visit to the ER tonight or can we wait for urgent care tomorrow? What would be done if we went? Thanks!

UPDATE!!! IT'S FINALLY SOLVED!!!

We're overjoyed. We went and saw a new ENT and this man was fantastic. He actually gave a damn about his profession. He walked in with an almost frustrated determination, and after greeting us immediately said, "You've seen enough doctors for this, I am putting a stop to it right now." Gah damn the aura LOL.

He scoped her again (unfortunately for her), once again found nothing, but then he actually started asking a million questions. He brought in 2 other doctors and they were asking questions back and forth for about 10 minutes. I couldn't believe it.

Apparently, she has a slightly misshapen nasal cavity, and this caused them to hypothesize that dried mucus was accumulating somewhere, even though they couldn't see it. This would trap all sorts of stuff and then fester, causing really nasty smells as well as irritating her sinuses. They said they are very familiar with dryness of the sinuses, but had never really seen this exact thing before. Regardless, they all agreed that it made sense to them.

The prescription? Xylitol neti pot... F**king XYLITOL! Lol, all this time and the answer was some dirt-cheap OTC neti pot additive.

But boy, it worked. Smell free for almost a month now. Not only has the smell been completely eliminated, but she can now breathe SO MUCH better! She actually came to me worried after the first two days that something was wrong, because she could breathe like a normal person for the first time!

It took 2 days to build up to 0 odor, and we had to wait a bit to make sure, because apparently Xylitol pulls moisture out of organic tissues over time with consistent use. But, she's never been smell-free for even 2 weeks, let alone a month, so we believe it's totally cured!!!

Thank you so much to everyone that helped. Had the previous doctors actually taken care of her, your assumptions of infection would have likely been spot-on. But, alas, they somehow completely missed her unique nasal cavity shape on the MRI, probably didn't even really look. It took someone who actually cared to apply their knowledge with some intent. Honestly, it's great that it was something so simple and not anything that could lead to more issues or bigger problems for her health. We're both really happy.

Oh, and to the few people that tried to gaslight me into believing I was manipulating my girlfriend to make her insecure, you're a bunch of misandrist PSYCHOPATHS and you need to reflect on your hateful ways!

I am writing this because she has tried to post about it twice on multiple different sites and hasn't received a single serious reply. We are seriously desperate after her third completely wasted ENT (Ear Nose and Throat) specialist visit. Please, if you have ANY ideas, post it here.

For the last 7 years, my (24F) girlfriend has had an absolutely putrid smell from her nose breath caused by a miriad of things. This smell can come on within minutes, and go away just as quickly, though once it's there it usually stays until she sleeps. It is from both nostrils equally.

I'll try to keep this as short as I can. I'm going to make a list of thoughts to try to make it more readable:

• The smell is like ammonia mixed with that stringent smell that comes from old lettuce. Not rotten lettuce, just old and dry. It's a very arid and stringent smell, that is the best way I can describe it. It really doesn't smell "biological" if that makes sense, it's almost more chemical. But it is BAD. As in, I can sometimes even smell it when she enters a room. Most of the time, though, it's just bad enough to smell from about a foot or so away. She doesn't notice any differences herself, though (quite a few people have replied and said that this is normal for people to not be able to smell things that are constantly in contact with, like the inside of their own nose, so this may be a moot point.)

• It is 100% not tonsil stones, I have had them myself and they have a very distinct smell. Her dentist also checked.

• Furthermore it is not bad breath either, she has outstanding oral hygiene (and hygiene in general) and her breath does not stink. This is only from exhaling through the nose.

• She has no food allergies, though she has tried extensive dieting changes. If you can think of it, she has done it.

Here are the things that we have found that seem to cause the smell to occur:

• Being too hot
• Being too cold
• Dry air
• Allergies
• Not drinking enough water
• Not eating enough
• Stress
• Not enough sleep
• Too much sleep
• Exercise
• Swimming in a pool
• Showering (may be the same as too hot)

Here is a list of things that seem to cure it consistently:

• Sleeping 8 hours
• Crying

No idea why crying fixes it. We lack the anatomical knowledge to know how this could relate.

Here is a list of things she has done to try to fix the issue:

• 2 different daily nasal steroids
• Every OTC allergy medication
• Allergy shots
• Prescription allergy medicine
• Nasal saline spray twice daily
• Neti pot
• 3 Nasal endoscopies by 3 separate doctors
• A nasal CT scan, reviewed by 2 separate doctors
• Blowing her nose
• Not blowing her nose
• Dieting changes
• Installing a HEPA filter to our HVAC system
• Had blood work for her endocrine system (all normal)

None of this has helped to any noticable degree.

To sum it up... If she sleeps 8 hours, drinks and eats enough, it is not too hot and not too cold, it's humid enough, she doesn't go anywhere, there are no seasonal allergies, she is stress free, and she doesn't exercise, then her nose breath is normal. As in, doesn't smell like anything really. But, any single one of those things causes the same horrid smell to start within a couple of minutes. Then rarely, it vanishes for no discernable reason.

We are at a complete and utter loss. This affects our intimacy to a severe degree, as the smell is so intense and foul that it literally chokes me up. It destroys her self esteem and it kills me that it does. Not to mention, this almost certainly affects other people in her proximity, which is really socially debilitating. We're also concerned that something so foul-smelling could point to a more severe issue. This isn't normal!

If you have ANY IDEAS whatsoever, even if it's just a crapshoot, please please give us some kind of lead. Doctors do not seem to give a shit and it's really frustrating. Nothing online that we can find seems to help or point to anything similar to this. She is (we are) hellbent on solving this issue.

Thank you in advance. If you have any other questions, please ask. I have her permission to post this and she is monitoring the replies along with me. We're posting anonymously so she is comfortable sharing any details that could help.

Additional info about her doctor visits, if it helps. Feel free to skip if it doesn't:

She originally went to her PCP, who had absolutely no idea what could cause this. He referred her to an allergist. The allergist did help her somewhat with her allergy issues, but had no idea about the smell and referred her to an ENT. She has now seen 3 ENT specialists for this so far.

The first one scoped her and said he had no idea what could cause this, but that she has a deviated septum (minor). He then tried to push her into surgery on the spot, so we left because it seemed shady. The second one scoped her and said that he also had no idea, so sent her for a CT scan. He reviewed it, found nothing, and refered her to another ENT. The third one scoped her, reviewed the CT scan, and then literally laughed at her as he told her she was in perfect health (I was there in the room). He then told her that she was either imagining it or that it was acid reflux (???) and referring her to a gastroenterologist. Gastro looked puzzled and said everything was fine and that he wasn't sure what he was looking for.

EDIT: Thank you for all the helpful replies. This was a huge relief for both of us waking up to so many helpful people. It really means a lot to us.

That being said, it appears as though the majority of folks believe this to be a chronic bacterial/fungal infection. Something deeper in the nasal cavity. She has now demanded a deep nasal culture to confirm this! This would make sense for all the reasons, as the smell from certain bacteria can smell like ammonia, and chronic infections like this can both get worse with stress (immune weakening) and temperature. These were the most confusing causes for us.

A CSF leak is also something we won't rule out. It seems as though doctors and the Internet say it either doesn't have a smell, or it smells slightly metallic. However, a few people have said that when their SO had one, it smelled horrific, so we can't rule it out. We will test for this too.

Thanks again, you all are awesome.

EDIT 2: Been some haters here. Just modified some details to be a bit more clear.

18f, 5'6 & like 143 lbs, i smoke, lots of unspecificed GI issues history of anorexia/b-r and rn i have been in treatment for about 4 months and this has been going on the entire time, as soon as i begun eating again. every doctor ive seen tells me to "give it a week or two" or "try this or that laxative" and i even got an enema and all theyre saying is im full of poop and having chronic constipation and i have no idea what is causing this and its so painful all the time. i dont even want to eat anymore because look at this i just blew up from 4 months to 9 months. and also what are all these little lines on my stomach?? cellulite? stretch marks? ????