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Yes. Two experiences come to my mind. One of them was a cooking accident when I was around 17. My dad was frying something on the stove and I was standing on his right side. Now, the problem was that both my dad and me are blind on one eye. My dad had cancer when he was in his 20s and thus became blind on his right eye (he has full vision on his left eye though). I was born with a very strong visual disability on both eyes (which has nothing to do with my dad's disease though, it's just a coincidence). I am completely blind on my left eye and have about 10% vision (so very little on my other eye. So, because I was standing on my dad's right side, we both didn't see each other. We were both standing in each other's blind space so to speak. When my dad was done frying, he took the meat out of the pan and held it over the sink to pour out all the oil (which is an environmentally stupid idea anyway). The problem was that I was washing my hands and thus holding them right between the sink and the pan. I didn't know he was pouring out the oil because I couldn't see him and he didn't know I was there with my hands because he couldn't see me either. He ended up pouring all the hot oil all over my left arm. It was literally everywhere, from the tip of my thumps to my elbow. The pain was so strong I was screaming and crying at the same time. It was really terrible. Fortunately, my dad is good at first aid and he made me hold my arm under the ice cold water for about 20 minutes. But I still ended up having huge blisters all over my arm, some of which were several centimeters in length. Of course my dad feels extremely bad about the whole thing but it was just a very stupid accidents. Even now, almost 10 years later I can see the scars of some of those blisters.
But by far the most painful experience I've ever had in my life was a different one. It was even much worse than the one I just told. The most painful experience of my life was when I was 12 and I had to do a surgery in my eyes (I already had to do many surgeries for my eyes in my childhood and teenage years). The surgery itself was no biggie because I was drugged but a few weeks after the actual surgeries, they had to take out the tiny thread they had used to stitch the open wound on the surface of my eye. They did this without any anesthetics. I still remember one doctor forcefully hold my eye lid open and the other one cutting right into my eye with a small scalpel. The pain was so extreme that I almost0
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