So.. here's a thing.. my sister had a dislocation on her ankle when she was 3 months old and she used a special device to control and adjust it to his original position (she was born with it already) for 10 months... and now she just came back from school from gym and she is in pain with 12 years old can this may be a connection with is dislocation before? Note: she was in pain everytime (or almost) she leave gym classes but now its more serious pain. in fact she puts her foot on the ground a litle bented ( sorry for my bad english but i tried to explain as much as i can) Can you please help me?

I'll have to start by saying I'm not completely 100% understanding of what is going on exactly with my mom's condition, but I'll try to give as much information as I can. Around 3 years ago my mom told me she had cancer, I believe it was called Adrenocortical carcinoma. It was caught relatively early, but there weren't many options, and she eventually decided to go through with a surgery that involved removing her adrenal glands. We thought everything was going fine but she started getting pain and went to the doctor a couple weeks ago and it apparently came back and spread to her pancreas. The doctor said if she does nothing she'll only last about 6 months to a year longer and told her the surgical option would be to remove one of her kidneys, her small intestine, part of her stomach, and part of her pancreas(the bottom/tail). I want my mom to survive but I don't want to see her suffer and she isn't sure if she would even want to go through with it. The tumor is currently about 7cm and we are trying to find some other type of treatment for it. Is there anything you guys can think of that might be a viable option? We heard something about a procedure with something called a cyber knife, but I don't know too much about it and I heard it might not even work with how large the tumor is. Please tell me anything you know, I need as much help as I can get.

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I've had this round callus-like growth for a few years. I can peel dead layers off every so often. I thought it was maybe a wart but remover and compound-w freeze away does nothing. Ideas what it could be?

My grandfather is 87 yrs old and is refusing to go to a hospital. My wife and i live with my grandparents and care for them as best we can.My grandmother is doing well, but my grandfather is in poor health refuses to walk which is leading to problems with hygiene. He is very thin and frail and really needs to be checked out in a hospital setting as he is becoming less and less coherent. Me and my wife are at our wits end as we called the EMT's yesterday and were basically told there was nothing they could do as he refused to allow them to take him.Any advice anyone has on what we can do in this situation would be greatly appreciated

Just found this sub so I thought I'd ask about something that used to happen to me years ago that's always bugged me. Every so often when I was in my teens, maybe into my early 20s, I would wake up in the morning with what looked like white mold (kind of like what you would find on cheese) in the space between the ridges on my fingertips. It was accompanied by a tingling pins and needles sensation and would always go away after I'd been up for a couple of hours. This hasn't happened in at least 10 years so no pics. I've never seen anything like this described anywhere else and nothing on google that I can find.

So this is by no means a serious health issue, but I am a 22 year old male and I can't seem to stop sweating.
It isn't a profuse sweat and I don't mean my entire body, just my armpits. For some reason, even when I'm wearing antiperspirant, my armpits are almost always dripping. I don't even have to be hot In fact right now I'm pretty cold and yet I have wet spots in the pit of my shirt.

To explain how exactly I'm sweating: it isn't so much a heavy exertion sweat but more like a slow drip. Like a water faucet that isn't completely turned off.
I used to think it only happened when I was anxious or nervous about something but it actually happens so much more than that and honestly it's getting pretty annoying. I feel like I have to arrange my wardrobe around it so that I don't get obscene wet marks throughout the day. The only positive is that the sweat isn't accompanied by stench.

Is there some sort of explanation for this or is my body just weird.

Since 3 years, I have a disorder concerning smoke, and their origins: smokers, and I want to avoid it in streets, my neighbors as well, etc.. but really at an extreme point, frequently I make myself vomit, it's not so much explainable, but I feel like those toxic smoke particles that are quite dense near smokers, are especially harmful, (which is not totally wrong, since volatile compounds are really tiny, some in significant proportions not welcomed in lungs and blood), but incomparably more than cars pollution (which I react normally with), I feel like each exposition is another permanent harm to possible stem cells, neurons and vital processes (well stress isn't good either, but at least I can control it unlike smokers), so I try to minimize the exposition to smokers, not fun, but I stay in that lonely state (near family at least), convinced rightly or wrongly of avoiding intoxications. I enjoy a lot going in the nature, doing sports, but bike in the city is a pain for me, tobacco smoke comes from anywhere, drivers, pedestrians, from the invisible often, seriously (when a smoker just leaved or passed I often smell it, maybe I'm cursed or just live in a supersmoking city)

So that auto-inflicted trauma takes like 50% of my brain, the remaining part can work when I feel safe, but of course I'd like to change that, I'm going to see a psy (advised by another doctor from work 2 years ago) in a few weeks, he's an expert in cognitive and neurology etc.. I'm skeptic of course, I live this fumiphobia as a necessary protection.

That only phobia I have, is for me justified like I said, exagerated yes, but explanable, rational. It's like keeping you breath if someone is spreading pesticide on you, or avoiding punches in your head that are not really good for you. I'm desperate about the global behavior of those crowds of people, repeating this constant imperfection, unnecessary and scary act of smoking. I see them each time, like a war victim seeing a gun-holder, or like a rape victim seeing its attacker (at a different level if you want, but it's still strong, and I think I've lived hard moments enough physically and mentally to say it (I'm 29 btw))

Someone with any other phobia, say spiders, wasps, can really be cured, those tiny animals have no good reasons to harm you, even a smoker would be easily cured, if he shows a bit of wit and mental strength, all the facts and effects from smoking are negative (it was thought to help concentration, but it's clearly wrong, it's more a placebo in the very short term, like a chewing gum, but a toxic placebo extremely harmful in the mid/long-term)

It's hard to explain, I'm having a probably new disorder, is it linked to inhalation of gas, fumes, particularly and almost exclusively the ones of tobacco. I live in France, where people irresponsibly smoke quite a lot (35% in the South, that I will leave hopefully)

It is like that since more than 2 years, I didn't vomit the first year, I was simply leaving quickly when possible the place, to rinse my nose for example, deeply breath 'safe' air.
But this year I started to vomit slightly each time it happens, my subconscious idea is probably to eliminate some traces of the toxic air inhaled, which can still be contained a bit in saliva, so I make myself vomit until the signs of the last food intake (I feel even bad to spoil food).
I just want to exhale as much as possible what was possibly exposed to a 'not-safe' air, I know food circuit is not the same as air circuit in the body, but the fact that they are somewhat shared at the beginning makes me think to just try and feel better if I purge myself

To be more complete, the 2 years before it, I had my first troubles, that are related, I was disgusted by any fat, even good fat, and this disorders has been terrible for my brain balance, after 2 years I finished by understanding the need of vital fat (omegas), and during this period, I also made myself vomit, but completely the meals, when I realized there were fat in, but that was very occasional, for example when having to eat with people.

In both cases, it was not a http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Purging_disorder like people tend to have, I had never been focused on my weight, I was of course underweight during my no-fat period, but now I've a normal BMI in [18.5, 25]

So to come back to the current problem, lately I had to go to an interview, take transports, which is a pleasure, (smoking banned in transports) but as soon as you are in the streets, it's almost impossible to avoid breathing tobacco, so in that day, I made myself 'slightly' puke 6 times in total (it takes between 5 minutes to 20 minutes depending how far was the last thing you eat/drink), I try to drink something dense just before going in danger :s, or something like salad, and again I really try hard not to spoil food, at the first sign of food I stop, usually I spit around 20ml of saliva, which is enough to feel 'cleaned'. This is also very exhausting to do it, and to have a constant stress inside group of persons in smoking-allowed places, many persons don't smoke fortunately, but sometimes, just 1 smoker will be the problem.

So, that's terrible, I'm pretty alone having it, and really can't understand how non-smokers can accept to breath tobacco smoke.

This is really a trauma for me, I could 'accept' to breath a scooter exhaust fumes, I would be just a bit angry like everyone I think, but when it comes for example to someone in an electric car, but holding a cigarette and passing me, if I can't avoid breathing it, I will go find a place and vomit. I tend to accept it more easily because exhaust pipe have filters and are proven to pollute less (http://tab.bz/nosmoke), I also wonder how long those smoke remain toxic (http://chemistry.stackexchange.com/questions/9829/how-long-burned-tobacco-smoke-remain-toxic)

Medically, I heard vomiting is really bad for teeth, and for the acidity that shouldn't be coming in this direction, but as long as you quickly drink water after it, brush your teeth, doesn't it fix the acidity level? Are there deeper effects on the heart, I've heard?, and Isn't it less bad if it's a really superficial vomiting with low volume?

Could a medic really explain if the air flow can or cannot spread also in esophagus? I'm also trying to wear filtering mask, or I even manage to get a 8L flexible container, that I fill with air and put inside my backpack (that gives me 3 breathing), but you can't last 15 minutes with that, so it needs a lot of thinking for finding place, forecasting wind.. seriously

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What's with the spots on my uvula? It's been hurting for days. Feels like a cactus in the back of my throat. Help please?

I am 16 years old, and ever since I can remember, my heart randomly hurts. It's a stinging pain that hurts so badly that I have to clutch onto whatever I can until it is done, and usually lasts 30 seconds. No relative have this problem, i do smoke, but have only for the past year, whereas this heart pain has happened for several years. They usually occur once a week. Please help with any info, I am worried this is something very bad.

By request from the doctor that precribed them, I'm taking each one with an active culture yogurt for the probiotic bacteria. I also take Maalox (strong antacid) since it coats your stomach and keeps the pill from giving stomach pains (also told my my doctor).

When I take them without, within the first 10 minutes I feel like I'm going to constantly throw up. But with all the treatments, about a few hours later I get SEVERELY constipated and my stomach hurts like hell for most of the day. I have to take them morning and night, 2 a day, and that causes me to wake up with the same stomach problems as well.

Any thoughts?

I am probably overreacting, but a few months ago I ate chicken that I deep down knew was undercooked. A strong fever and bad stomach followed 48 hrs later.

I havent had much chicken since, apart from super-duper processed «salad-chicken» - perhaps this doesn’t translate.

Today I had some rotisserie chicken and and hour later, while playing squash I suddenly had to run to the bathroom and vigorously empty my colon.

My question is this: does my stomach flora now associate chicken with evil and am I as such, for the foreseeable future, sentenced to a life of chicken-shits??

Hi there,

recently encountered a possible case of hyperparathyroidism, overactive parathyroid leaching calcium from bones and resulting in gallstones. Are pain medications known to be a trigger? Person had severe break (leg) when injury should have been a mild fracture, gallstones after several weeks on pain killers. As bone density may have been low for a long time (young woman) is there a physical type more prone to parathyroid, ie a face shape or body posture/type, and is it possible to reduce parathyroid activity without medicine or surgery, to restore bone density (and without calcium supplements)? Thanks in advance

So recently I was allowed by my biological son's mother to have both my son and her son (whom I regard as my own) for weekends prior to our family court date. In the hours before we picked up the boys from my ex we were informed that the oldest boy (my stepson) had a UTI, he hasn't been prone to them in the past and other than allergies and a genetically high platelet count he is a very healthy child. Now when we inquired as to how he got the infection we were told that it was caused by his high platelet count. At first I accepted their explanation, but upon further investigation I can't find any medical journal or individual that has stated a high platelet count would cause such a thing. All sources say UTI's are caused by bacteria reaching the upper urine tract and/or preexisting kidney/ bladder disease. Now when I first came into my stepsons life his mother had been living with friends and family bouncing from place to place before moving in with me, and my stepson had been living with his grandmother, once it was determined I was a stable and caring individual it was decided that he would move in with the two of us. At which point I became the primary caretaker and parent of him, while she spent her time partying or on social media. My concern lies in the fact that for the year before my biological son was conceived and up until we ended things between me and the children's mother, she was quite neglectful both in attention and caretaking of my stepson. Which leads me to believe that I have been lied to about the true cause of this UTI and to believe that both my infant son and stepson are not receiving the care they should be. I guess my question is for any medical professional that could either reassure their story or reaffirm my concerns for the children's well being..

I am starting a new internship in two days at a financial institution. and I have prepared a lot and am reslly nervous as ai am almost a decade older than the other applicants. Zi need to make a good impression.

Today, my father wanted me to come help dig up potatoes. I know that dangerous bacteria rest in the soil, and with half the potatoes being rotten I am a fair bit nervous. Not that ai am going to die, but that I will be sick and coughing for my internship. During the digging I had to take several breaks to cough and spit up what zi percieve as equal to toxic fumes: dust frol the lower layers of soil.

What is your take?

Should ai go swimming later today or definately not?

what would the equivalent of "bioanalytiker" be in U.K.? and U.S.?

In denmark we have nurses,doctos, laborants. but we also have someting called "bioanalytiker" or roughly translated: "Bio-analysist". in the old days it was caalled hospital laborant but not anymore. the distiction I have been tld is that regular laborants work in private sector manuacturing drugs. but that doesn't make 100% sense as that would be called a pharmacologist. Plus I see them having offices in bigger hospitals (weirdly enough also with pshycologists and pedagogists).

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Some job responsibilities overlap. it is supposed to have more patient contact than an academic molecular biologist, but less than a nurse. I have heard from the bioanalytiker-school scouncellor that sometimes they have patient contact. But when I go and donate blood in my city, its all nurses. Which confuses me.

at the education open house day it was already 95% girls as bioanalytisists. and we didn't even look at nurses hat day.

I know that people can specialize into eeg-stuff; blood stuff; brainstuff( like looking at dead peoples brains, but not hardcore neuroscience), and general biochemistry.

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I speak english very well and I love the language. I hope to study this but wonder about the international credibility. It is all fine and well when you really get to work at a Danish hospital, but I do not think it translates well into working in a hospital in the U.K. - less so America. I mean one thing is knowing what a phenotype or leukocyte is. it is another thing entirely to work with such terms in a different language proffessionally.

When tanning, does the skin darken linearly? Exponentially? Is there an "activation threshold" (no tanning under a given amount of UV)?

In short, what's the best way to get a tan without burning when one has a very white skin: by sessions of 15 minutes, 1 hour straight? When does tanning actually happen?

I had a surgery one year ago on my knee as I broke my cruciate ligaments. Since then I've lost sensibility on part of my leg. For example, if I stick my nail into my skin I wont feel anything until I put enough pressure on it.

I told my doctor and physiotherapist about it and even though they said it never happened to any of their patients before, they didn't give it too much importance and told me it was probably a nerve waa touched during the surgery and that it would heal slowly over the course of a year.

I have a friend who took surgery at a young age to remove some kind of tumor from his knee and told me that he also lost sensibility on part of his leg and that he has never recovered it.

That's why I don't even know if I have to wait for my sensibility to come back or simply assume that's the way I will live from now on. Would you say I will recover from this or will it just stay like that?

Thanks for your time.

34 yo white male, 6-1, 205lb.

About a year ago, at the onset of what I'm told was a series of panic attacks (I went to ER for what I was afraid could be a heart attack) I then suffered extensive joint pain in nearly all large joints lasting several weeks.

I tested positive for antinuclear antibodies. My GP retested with reflex as well specific antibodies.

Came back positive for c-reactive protein, RNP, ANA again, and negative for Smith et. al, he sent me to a rheumatologist. The rheumatologist ran additional tests and diagnosed as Gout, without disclosing to me during the appt that I was again high for Anti-RNP in addition to having Uric Acid serum levels just above high normal.

I never had any involvement in my big toe(s), which, combined with the antibody tests, makes me 2nd-guess the diagnosis. I can't shake the conviction that the itchy and burning skin, shortness of breath, chest pain, chronic fatigue, etc (all of which I'm told is simply symptomatic of panic attacks) are not related to the joint symptoms. I feel their collective onset is just too coincidental.

So, my question is, "is it plausible that an otherwise healthy (if not gouty) individual tests positive for RNP antibodies and has no rheumatic condition?" I don't disagree that my symptoms and the high uric make gout a strong contender, especially if we are talking about disease incident rates, but it seems the multiple RNP results were dismissed outright. I can find no information suggesting the implication of RNP without corresponding SLE, MCTD, or similar. I'd certainly prefer the gout diagnosis, but I'm having trouble accepting that it's a holistic diagnosis. Any thoughts or feedback is much appreciated. Thanks.

Why is it that it is possible for my baby daughter to be totally full of porridge but still have room for strawberries if we offer them? It's not just her. I suffer the same thing...being full to bursting with savoury foods but somehow having space for sweet foods. Is it a blood sugar thing rather than fullness?

Edit: we've started calling it her second stomach ie her "strawberry stomach"

About an hour ago I was sitting on a couch, smoking a bit of weed and bantering about. I stood up quite suddenly to hug someone, and all of a sudden my vision went red, and I was overcome with fatigue. As someone with low blood pressure, I'm used to this, and knew the best thing to do would be to ride it out. These feelings usually pass in seconds, or in extreme cases minutes at most. Maybe once every couple of months I'll faint, but nothing ever alarming. Happens so quickly, most of the time people don't even notice.

So I collapse onto the couch... unable to move, but it felt like I could move if I wanted to. But at the same time, I knew I physically couldn't will my body to move.

After a few minutes, my body starts to hyperventilate. My mind was completely disassociated from my body. Try as I might, I couldn't will my breath to slow. One of my friends asks if I'm ok.

-MEMORY BLANK-

When my memory swings back into action, I'm lying on my back, eyes shut, body convulsing but slowly. In waves. I'm aware of a prickling sensation at what felt like to the top of my spine, and around to my lower jaw. Somewhat uncomfortable, somewhat painful, like pins and needles mixed with that feeling you get in your throat when you swallow food that's too hot. Felt like it was pulsating through my veins. Or maybe my nervous system?

The pain spreads, slowly but growing in intensity. Some parts become more pained than others... my abdomen was a burning ball of electrical shocks. My knees were burning. In my hands, the sensation was multiplied tenfold, and only became worse as the sensation started to compress. It was completely pushed from the "impact point", meaning the rest of my body had it absorbed and redistributed. Slower than a snail pace, the pain recedes into my extremities. In particular, my abdomen, toes, and hands/forearms. Externally, I'm groaning and writhing around, swearing. Aware of my surroundings, but still trapped in my body. It felt like it would never end.

Eventually the pain mostly leaves my legs and abdomen. Everything in now in my hands. I can start to take control of my body, and start squeezing the tops of my forearms, one at a time. As I squeeze and make my way down my arm and into the hands, I feel it disappear entirely. I get down to the ends of my fingertips and poof! No pain, complete clarity again.

What the fuck happened to me??