Ok I have to ask, are you saying that a medical procedure caused PTSD
It depends on what the kidney stone did to you, sir. Did the kidney stone assault you? Put you in a threatening position? Did you have a near death experience due to it??? Did the fact of having a kidney stone put you though a situation where someone abused you, made you feel you had no control over your own safety and body??So if you have been diagnosed with PTSD because of your medical trauma perhaps I could have gotten it when I passed a 6mm kidney stone,
If so, I am very sorry, but such trauma may have caused/aided to your PTSD. If not, then let me know if I should continue the list, as there are other possible causes why such event could have cause you PTSD.
Another thing, I did accompany someone to have a biopsy done, she had it done on not on her uterus, but on the end of her vaginal path.
I heard the doctor and nurse say it could throw her body into shock, the procedure itself. That she could find herself fainting minutes after. And that she should take it easy on herself for a few days. So that day, I learned that females' reproductive system is far more intricate and life changing than I had ever thought.
So, now, I am scared to think how much more horrible it would be on the actual uterus, if her doctor and nurse were that concerned regarding having such procedure on the vaginal path..But, Lord, where are my manners? I should put this on a way that we, men, can perfectly understand.
So, Tony, imagine your physician, a nice Doctor named Richard, has you sit comfortably on the examination chair. Then he tells you, you are not ok. :( You have something that looks like cancer! You may die!! Life as you know may end - you are on your Physician's hands, he is to do everything to save you! He tells you, he needs to make a procedure - but you won't hurt. It is similar to the rectal prostate exams you had done all these years. You nod, he is your Doctor, he knows what he is doing, and his goal is to save your life
Dr. Richard studied all these years just for it to come to this point, for this goal, with this aim - your life, being saved! While you feel lost and scared, not even knowing what it all means, nor how to be saved - he does! He knows what you don't
As he tells you to relax and slightly open your legs, and the male nurse looks at you and nods, you completely lay back, and open your legs. This is it.
Then, as the nurse holds your body in place, Dr. Richard squeezes your already tender testicles. You feel air leave you, you exclaim in pain "wait a second, that hurts!" He looks at you, smiles and orders you to just breathe
You, in utter confusion, lost, not knowing what to think, still wanting to trust the person who swore to save your life, with pain irradiating into your gut, widen your eyes - trying to make sense of it: "breathe..I ..."
Dr. Richard then squeezes your testicles far more violently, and you hurl your body onto the examination chair, as if pain just vomited you out.
You yell "NO!!! NO!!!! AHH.. STOP!!! S-stop.... I can't... I need to stop"
Dr. Richard does a half smile as if you were a pansy, and says "Oh.. you can do this..." now changing his expression, looking down on you as if you were ridiculous. He then proceeds to hitting your testicles, in full force, with a closed fist, over and over again, as if the procedure was to turn your testicles into an irreconcilable pulp.
Pain or not, you can't believe this - this is impossible! This person is supposed to take care of you, to be someone you trust, who knows best, your faith was in him, and suddenly.. You were turned into a nothing. Your words, meant nothing! Your pain, was seen as a joke.. Your fear.. Your fear. How could the intense fear and panic you were feeling, turn into anything more than the rest of these other feelings.. ....? You realize, you are powerless. You.... have no control whatsoever over what happens
You pretty much blank out, without even realizing it.
Next thing you know, you are gazing into the infinity, with the Doctor taking off his gloves, with a slightly repulsed expression. He tells you to get up, get dressed, and go home. (.."home.... ...." ) That thought floats in your brain, it seems to be turned off: thinking, does not seem to be quite happening. Not exactly. You try to feel the chair, to get a grip, not sure how one does sit, how that went, it seems to elude you.
As you struggle to sit, you notice you are bleeding.
You look at your clothes, gazing at them, gazing back at your scrotum dripping blood down the chair's leathery pvc - ("...it...'ll be...bloody...... " ) - you gaze back at the clothes that belong to a "You" whom you no longer recognize. The sudden noise of the door opening makes you shudder and direct your attention to it
"You are still here?" says a very unbelieving Dr. Richard, as if he was shocked at how you daringly «didn't scram yet, as ordered»
You, shakily, blurb out a "...I'm...bleedi- - -in' ...m-my..clothes..will.. d-dirty... I.. ..." and pant feeling lightheaded. He looks at you, shaking his head, scoffing, and throws a band-aid to the top of the counter. Then, he leaves the office, laughing at your imbecility quite loudly.
May I ask you, what is the most destroying part? The physical pain? Is that it? Do you "get the rest"? If so, I am glad.
Now you can be proud to say that "yes, one can get PTSD on/after a traumatizing testicular procedure." Or, in this case, uterine biopsy. Or, any procedure. PTSD is about what provokes big trauma within the victim. I hope that the pain that you missed to notice on her description of her very traumatic event, does not miss you this time, on my "more male-oriented" description. Maybe your lack of empathy was merely gender-biased; and hopefully, only this one time.
Take care, and stay well;
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