Restrained in a real medical setting

Yeah, when I was kid. For some reasons they didn't sedate my for sinus puncture. I was 8 at maximum. They did numb the area so it did not hurt me, but still was highly unpleasant. I remember that doctor (or nurses) held my arms to the armrest. I still do not understand why the sadists didn't sedate my this one time, despite they did it multiple times before. Perhaps because they weren't particlary caring about childrens hapiness at this hospital.

If I can recall correctly, I only 'remember' being restrained twice in a medical setting. The first time was when I was 6 yrs old and my overly protective mother took me in for 'allergy testing'... This would have been 30 years ago... I was fine with the whole thing, like oh well, it's just another stupid test, and they put a whole bunch of little tiny cold droplets on my back... no big deal, right? Until they used the little 'hook' thing and started tearing the skin open on my BACK so the allergen would react with my open skin! I was 6, this hurt really bad, I freaked out, and pushed my way off the table... Of course, I was 6... so they caught me and I was strapped onto this board they called a Papoose Board that strapped over my shoulders, and then around my butt and legs so my back was exposed... and they proceeded to rip my skin open with that freaking 'meat hook' (That's what I call it)... I think they were just evil sadistic bastards really... They gave me nothing for pain, no sedation, no nothing and I was absolutely terrified. I hated them and my mother for decades for that, and I remember the fear like it was yesterday.

The second time I can recall being restrained was when I had to have emergency C-section to deliver my daughter, and they did it with just an epidural so I was completely awake while they were cutting me open... and naturally, I freaked out a little so my arms and shoulders were strapped down so 'I couldn't hurt myself' even though I begged to be put under. Eventually I just gave in and cried because I couldn't do anything about my situation. I honestly do think their treatment of me in that OR though, actually started my post-partum depresson because I didn't even care to see my baby after it was all over. I just wanted to go home and never leave the house again. Well, that and the fact that I was terrified, they cut my baby out of me while I was awake, none of my family could be with me, and then, unlike they said they were going to do, I never got to hold my child until several hours after... I didn't even get to see her face until several hours after... For a so called 'christian' hospital, they weren't very nice. They were too busy taking bets on how much she weighed because she was a big baby... I can still remember, my OB's guess was 12 lbs... I'm glad she lost her money, dumb b*tch... Grrr...

I have to say, restraints are much more fun in a playtime setting than in real life.

@Rapunzel That's totally unnecessary. The benefit of Moh's surgery is that it's done under local anesthesia. To put you under general was out of line. And why restrain you when you're under general anyhow?

Ummm, again, not to be argumentative or anything here, but most people are awake when they have a c-section, and usually receive the same medication through the spine as well. I had both my kids via sections, the first emergently, and the second by choice. Yep, it was very scary, but was necessary. I probably agree with you that the situation probably caused you some PTSD symptoms, but you also got a healthy baby instead of a dead one.

Your arms are strapped down always in situations like that for other reasons besides preventing you from moving. You probably had an IV in one arm and a BP cuff on the other, both of which might be hindered should you move them. Also, you were not permitted to get up for good reason. Often times people get severe spinal headaches if they are allowed to even slightly sit up, and those are headaches no pain medicine will even come close to touching. So making you lay flat was medically warrented as well. Often times, when a situation is emergent, family is not allowed to be present, so they were not being mean, they were doing what they had to do to make sure you and your baby didn't take a really long dirt nap.

I am also guessing that they probably showed you the baby, but maybe in your shock of everything happening so fast you might not remember. But in case they didn't, I am 100 percent positive that they didn't do so on purpose. I'm also guessing that it was also a case where everyone thought someone else already had. You have to see it from their side perhaps. A few minutes earlier everyone in that room, including you were faced with serious and very real, maybe even perhaps death type circumstances. The medical staff acted quickly, appropriately, and safely. Score, medical staff 2, death 0! In everyone's book, that should be a reason for celebration. Just sayin!!!

Mashie

Mashie,

Your idea of how things went was all fine and wonderful. However, that's not quite how things happened. My Ob later lost her license for reasons of 'neglect' and endangering the unborn child when the last 7+ children born under her care were born with preventable birth defects had they been born on time instead of 2 weeks to 4 weeks late. My daughter actually went to daycare with one of those children who has permanent deafness from being born so late and it causing complications. I still see his mother once in a while.

All around care in this situation, at the ripe old age of 18, and all alone, was very disturbing. After delivery, they almost gave me the one antibiotic that could have killed me, and I just happened to over hear them mention it and I had to yell to get them to stop attaching to my IV. Then, I developed a fever in my room, I had unvoluntary muscle spasams in my abdomen and from a dead sleep, I would sit straight up with no control of it, and of course, after having your guts cut wide open to deliver a 10 lb baby, it hurt and I screamed in pain. They thought I was making it up. I'm not lying here. It was an extrememly traumatic experience. Because my family couldn't be at the hospital because of work, no one brought my daughter to see me for 5 days (I wasn't allowed out of bed either... not for 5 days). I finally had a visitor (a surgical nurse friend of the family)on the second to last day (of 7 total) who went and raised hell for me, because all I kept being told was, since my child was 10 lbs and I wasn't allowed to lift over 6 lbs, I couldn't have my child by myself and no one had time to sit with me. I understood, but it made me very sad. I think it really interfered with the permanent connection between my daughter and myself.

I can understand certain things being necessary, like lying flat on my back and stuff because of the epidural, but they really could have explained things better. They could have explained that the restraints were a normal occurance, and if I hadn't been having severe muscle spasms in my shoulder blades, it would not have felt so wrong, like I was being punished almost. The pain in my back was excruciating, and they didn't believe me about that either, and when my back would arch involuntarily in pain, they just pushed me down and said 'stop'. Seriously, I couldn't stop the spasms, just like the ones in my abdomen. I mean, I'm not a nurse, I was 18, I was pretty much alone... all they had to do was talk to me. This is one reason I had my tubes tied at age 25, and hysterectomy at age 32. I would never go through child birth again, ever.

I have effectively been relatevely imobile and physically helpless in a hospital situation before, and didn't enjoy, and yet I crave for such helplessness and restraint and to be molested and interefered with by skilled medics. Have experienced play towards this but feel need to be taken to far greater limits

When I had my heart catherization they restrained me across the belly and each leg, which were spread apart to allow access to the inner thigh. I was aware of these restraints. Unfortunately, I crashed during the procedure and ended up having emergency open heart surgery. I came to in ICU with restraints on my wrists. I was told I was "thrashing about and trying to remove the ventilator." Once conscious, they were removed.

Other than as a child by my mother to get injections, the only time I've been restrained was for a tilt table test, where they didn't want me collapsing as a result of the test and injuring myself.

For gamma knife procedure. I had a benign skull base tumor. They gave me a Xanax pill then a couple of shots of local anaesthesic in my forehead, they stuck some pins to fix the metal frame that is screwed to the machine for an accurate management of the tumor. After I was placed in the device, they placed a blindfold, ear plugs and a thick strap around my torso, immobilizing my arms. The nurse said it was for my own safety. I was kept in that position for three hours. It was scary but exciting as hell!

The only form or restraint I have experienced was being held across receptionists' laps for buttock injections in my childhood and adolescence. As I grew older, I didn't have to be held down but bending bare-bottomed over a girl's lap could have been for the embarrassment to take my mind off the shot(s).

Not sure if it qualifies as restrained. When my wife had our first baby she was put in leg stirrups and the nurse strapped her legs in

Think it's so hot to be held down and restrained during a forced medical exam!

I have been strapped down and given a full exam and it was wonderful. I was cath, monitored, examinated and made to orgasm.

I've been held down by a nurse on the bed when thrashing around while coming round from anaesthesia, but I don't know if that counts? Sadly I'be never been put into physical restraints while in hospital; I think they are rarely if ever used in the UK.

I was about 5 or 6 years old when I was restrained in the er. So they could put 7 stiches in my head. This was the start of my medical fetish it wasa great exsperence.

I've been restrained for my appendectomy when I was 12. I also frequently get restrained at the dentist, because I tend to squirm.

At the dentist i was restrain at the dentist when is was 6 years because i scared of the needle and i wanted to cover my mouth with my hands. however did have a cute nurse restrain me..

Yep. I tend to fight if things scare me. The loss of control being restrained is intense for me anyway . There's something about fighting and knowing deep down you're not going anywhere . But it's worth a try.

Going to experience that soon! I'll be sure to come back and post about it.

And to clarify, this is going to be for play only. Last time I was restrained in a medical

setting I was only 2! (Had to put a lid on my crib as I kept climbing out and wandering

the corridors, visiting the nurses station, etc.) Possibly the birth of the med-fet 'itch'

right there!

I've had a lot of experiences with being restrained in real medical settings. Most of them happened when I was a child, and was refusing to comply with procedures like venipuncture or induction of anesthesia. I've been restrained twice as an adult, while I was critically ill, and a patient in the ICU. The first was because I was I pulling at my endotracheal and nasal-jejunal tubes. The second time was when the endotracheal tube accidentally was dislodged, and it had to be replaced emergently, before I was adequately sedated.

I'd like to see what being restrained in a play situation might be like. I imagine it would be quite a different experience to retain control of what is happening to you.

When i was younger i hated going to doctor i refused to take my medicine so i wss turned over strapped to table. The nurse looked at me said dont want medicine orally will do it rectally i said all take orally she said nope to late herd exam gloves snap and felt her lubed finger slide in as she looks at me smirks say now thats a good boy as I moaned and squirmed

I was a teenager and cut my hand open pretty bad. I was freaking out so bad that the had to hold me down to clean it out...but I settled down finally for the actual stitches. I remember how ugly the nurse was - probably led to me being even more freaked out.

We restrain people all the time in ER. We use 4 point soft cuffs. Most common reasons are abusive. OD's and suicide attempts. Once on they don't come off easily without a key.

In a ER setting I have restrained patients. This is under strict doctors orders and usually only happens when a patient becomes a risk to themselves or others. One female patient tried to rip off her EKG leeds and punch me. Sadly, the restraints didn't stop her from chewing out her IV line. When I looked over she looked like a vampire. Needless to say a sedative was very quickly ordered.

I was restrained in the hospital for surgery when I refused to take the medicine they gave me. Short while later they came back and held me down while they gave it to me rectally. Only other time was as I was getting genital exam and I tried to push myself up and off the table during it, only to be pushed back down and held while the doctor continued.

Restrained and given meds against your will! Were you in a penal institution of some kind?

Surely if this occurred in an ordinary health care situation/ hospital it would be classed as assault.

I was restrained in the hospital for surgery when I refused to take the medicine they gave me. Short while later they came back and held me down while they gave it to me rectally. Only other time was as I was getting genital exam and I tried to push myself up and off the table during it, only to be pushed back down and held while the doctor continued.

As an adult?

The first major surgery I had was for a hernia. I was wheeled into the operating room and the gurney was positioned next to the operating table. I slid over onto the operating table. The operating table had two armrests sticking out to the sides perpendicular to the table. I was told to put my arms on the table and my arms were strapped down. I was completely comfortable with it as the anestheologist was about to deliver his cocktail. I knew it was for my own protection in case I tried to move during the surgery.

Lol no sorry. I was in a hurry at time and forgot to add date. It was when I was 7 and in the hospital to have surgery for my eye. It was some kind of Tylenol medicine I think, but I remember just trying to put up a fuss since it was scary being in the hospital and I hated being there.

As a kid, I always needed to be held down by two nurses, so that the third nurse could give me my shots on my butts. The shots were almist always painless. Maybe I got distracted by all the drama that I caused. As I grew older and didn't need the restrains anymoee, the shots appeared more painful.