Restrained in a real medical setting

I only recall being strapped in for MRIs and CAT scans of my cervical spine. It has to be exact so you're put into something that looks like a hellmut and that goes into a box and then they strap it together so you don't move.

I have for stitches when I was young... papoose board... kinda kinky

I have at a psychiatric hospital. I was forcibly drugged and woke in restraints

Yes, last winter I was having a AAA repair in the O.R. I was heavily sedated, but not knocked out. I realized that they had used a kind of heavy tape to strap my ankles and knees together, while I was on the table. Then, they ran the tape under the operating tale to firmly fix my legs and feet , so I couldn't move during the procedure. The table felt like I was laying on a steel rail and the worst post-op pain I had was my back for about 3 days.

For my surgeries in the OR, if that's considered restraining. I could care less what was going on because I was heavily sedated at that point. If I would have been conscious I would completely freak out.

The only circumstance when I'm awake and I don't mind restraints is during play with my husband. ?

The only restraint I've ever experienced at the hospital was during my last cardiac catheterization via my radial (wrist) artery. My arm was restrained to an armboard during the procedure to insure the safety of my artery.

My daughter was restrained in a velcro wrap device to get stitches in her scalp 😢

I recently fell and bashed my head against a table. I was very disoriented at the ER and I kept moving, so during my CT scan, I was wrapped in a blanket-like restraint to keep me from moving inside the machine.

It came from my belly button to my shoulders.

Rather comfortable, actually.

But! There was no damage done from the fall. I'm good as new now.

I have been restrained for the following medical situations:

1. I have been restrained on back boards and hard collars after a car accident until I have been cleared to have those restraints removed.

2. For MRI and CT on various parts of my body to reduce movement

3. In the OR during pre op preparation when moved to the gurney for surgery. Armboards, seatbelts across my chest and such for my own safety. They do this after I am out as it really freaks me out.

4. I was restrained by my mom and two nurses in 1986. I had severely dislocated my knee and I needed to have it aspirated. I was 10 years old. The orthopaedic surgeon removed over 16 ounces of blood. He said the only time he had come close to that was with a 260lb college football player who dislocated their knee during a game. It was my first of countless knee dislocations I would experience. The knee dislocations after that were still on occasion aspirated. As for the amount aspirated, never again was it at such an amount except for post op surgeries where I had drains to remove the excess blood from the surgeries.

I have never been restrained in a real medical setting, but I have done the restraining in a real medical setting. And in play situations I have been on both ends of the restraints. I love both sides of that game, lol.

Mashie

When I was little, like 5-6, I really hated getting shots, and they'd often have to call in another nurse or doctor to help keep me still when I needed a shot. Otherwise, never really needed to be restrained.

When my gynecologist tied my tubes he restrained my legs and arms/upper body to the table because he had to tilt the table during my surgery

Also, as I was slowly dozing off I was able to feel my gynecologist removing the blanket they had on me and I felt him lifting up my gown and putting my legs in the leg rests and restraining them

When I was 4 and had my tonsils out. This was in the 70's and they kept me for 3 days. I remember when the guys came to get me. My mom was sitting on my bed and reading to me. They wheeled in that big gurney and I just knew it was for me, and it was. I remember telling them in my most determined voice "Oh no you don't!" It didn't do me any good! I don't remember being lifted up on to the gourney, but I remember the fight! I fought and kicked and screamed as much as a small 4 year old girl could! I wasn't going! Then, they started tying me down. I always remembered it as they tying me down with sheets across my legs and probably chest. My mom said (years later) that it wasn't sheets. I remember kicking and flailing up until they started trying me down. I stopped because I was afraid I would get a shot. I don't know if my mom said that, or if one of them, but I quit fighting. Damn grown-ups, hauling a poor little.defenseless 4 year old to a big scary and stinky (either) room!!! I also got held down a lot.for shots.

About 2 years ago I made a serious suicide attempt. For some reason, I pissed the nurses off in the hospital! I don't even know why. They kept restraining me and I kept getting out of them. They would get more pissed off and restrain me tighter. I would get out again and the cycle would continue. I finally got sick of their attitudes and left my wrists restrained. The joke was on them. I could get out! LOL

I have had several surgeries. In the operating room I have been instructed to slide over onto the operating table from the pre-op bed. I recall restraints being applied to my torso, arms and legs before going out under the anesthesia. I thought nothing of it. I sure would not want to make an unexpected move while the doctor was working in me. I would not want to hear the word "oops".

@ Breaze I really like your story about how you fought them with all you had and didn't want your tonsels out and they restrained you. So when they wheeled you in to the OR do you remember them putting you to sleep? Did you try to fight them when they went to put the mask over your face? Did you fight to stay awake?

I have never been restrained for a medical procedure. I'm too agreeable and a sucker. I certainly have helped restrain any number of patients. These are usually ODs (underdoses we call them) or combatative drunks. I have also slashed the restraints to free someone in respiratory arrest. Saved their life but I wasn't popular with the unit manager in charge of ordering.

I have also slashed the restraints to free someone in respiratory arrest. Saved their life but I wasn't popular with the unit manager in charge of ordering.

Not popular because you knew better than them? And were right? ... You should get thanks from the person in charge for saving them from professional embarrassment.

I had to slash them because it would have taken too long to unlock and remove them. No one disapproved of what I did. They were just expensive to replace as they had been custom made by a saddle shop.

@BigJohn, no, I stopped fighting when they were tying me down. I could have gotten out. They only used straps across me. I could have bent my legs and gotten free again, but I was afraid of getting a shot. Shorts were my biggest fear of it all anyways, lol. I quit fighting and I didn't fight in the operating room either. I was to afraid. I didn't like the ether. I didn't like the smell. I remember when they put the mask over me they told me to count to 10. I didn't know how to count to 10 at 4. Back then they didn't teach us to count until kindergarten. i remember holding my breath and the nurse nicely telling me not to hold my breath and to take deep breathes, i lost that battle. I had to breathe eventually and I went to sleep.

I can only dream...................

This probably isn't quite the restraint you're looking for, but at age 13 I had a cerebral angiogram and was restrained afterward. The way they get contrast into your carotid arteries is by threading a catherter up from your femoral artery. This leaves you with a very clean puncture in a major blood vessel in your groin, and the way they held direct pressure on it for an extended time is a big clamp that presses against your groin and holds you in place in the bed. I can still vividly remember waking up and not being able to move, dozing back off, then waking up and not being able to move, so on and so on. I hated it.

Yes, I have. I made a very serious attempt on my life about 3 years ago. I was in ICU and on one to one. I can't remember what I did but the nurses got pissed and restrained my wrists. They didn't know I am hypermobile. I got one arm out and they saw. They tried again but I got that arm loose. Then they restrained my wrists and ankles. The sad thing is that I got that arm out again! I made sure they didn't notice that time. Lol

Ages ago I was restrained while I was in the hospital. I was having some serious mental problems at the time and was also very very intoxicated and acting scary. Not only was I restrained with both my arms and legs tied to the bed but I was not allowed to leave until my psychiatrist came and told them to let me go.

After a car accident I was restrained on a backboard with a collar for hours just waiting in the ER hallway for a neck x-ray. I had to pee sooooo bad. I wasn't injured enough not to care about wetting myself so I suffered holding it in.

After the x-ray I begged the nurse to let me go to the restroom, she offered a urinal but being 17 at the time and never having used one of them I didn't want to start then, so I asked to go to the restroom in the x-ray room. When went to ask permission to clear me from the board. Finally she said ok, and started to come in with me,at that age I was shy and told her I didn't need help.

That brings back memories.

I was restrained when my stomach was pumped. I put up a hell of a fight. Many hands had to hold me down and eventually restrain me

I have always liked the idea of being held down for a bottom injection

When I was a kid I seen this guy in a movie being held down on to a bed, getting his pants lowered and getting a needle in his bum, I remember him pleading with the hospital staff when he seen the needle and felt his trousers come down!

I can't remember the name of the movie or even what it was about but that one scene has stuck in my mind to this day.

I think part of me wished it was me being held down to get an injection in my bum.

I took an overdose. My stomach had to be pumped. I resisted. I was restrained.

When I came to after bypass surgery I discovered my right hand was tied down so I wanted to see what else was. The nurse saw me move my hand and came right over to tell me not to fight it and let the machine do the breathing for me. She apparently thought I was trying to get at the tube down my throat to pull it out. I wasn't that dumb, I had already figured out what that was for but I couldn't tell her because I couldn't speak. After that it was fun to see how little I could move a hand before she came running. I found all I had to do was move my index finger a bit to trigger a response from her.

I was hospitalised for mental problems. Was held down by three big guys while they gave me a sedative. That happened twice. After a couple of days of drugs I just rolled over and to my shots.