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I spent 30 min on treadmill, not running but walking at 3.5 speed at 8.0 incline, after witch I moved onto elliptical for 20 min, interval weight loss program. I felt fantastic, almost euphoric.. that is until I got out of the gym and started jogging towards my car. I had to abruptly stop because the pain in my upper back was almost unbearable.

The pain is sharp and persistent, it’s not in my shoulders or lower back, I am pretty sure it’s my trapezoid muscle, if not deeper. I even feel it in my stomach, which is why I have been nauseas since it happened. I have been resting since, but the pain hasn’t decreased at all. Throughout the exercises my average heart rate was 175, the highest 190. I was not short of breath during but after the pain kicked in I’m finding it annoying that it hurts so much to breathe normal (to avoid sharp pain I have to take in small short breaths)

If I was doing any kind of strength training on my upper arms or back I could understand this kind of pain might be due to strain or even tear of the muscle, but its been 4 days since I did any kind of strength exercises.

I have been taking ibuprofen hoping it would go away or ease up, but its been over 24hr and no changes.

I have no insurance, and I wanna avoid going to ER if I can fix this on my own.
Any kind of insight is highly appreciated.

Oh and I’m female 21, 5’11 and 195lbs.. pretty healthy except for a pretty bad case of anemia 2 months ago.

I've had the pain for a couple months( since like Christmas) but the pain seems to be gradually getting worst. Right now, I seriously dont know what to do with myself its so bad. I dont know- but I think the pain is near my appendix- its like lower right. I get pain in my back to- same place. Ive been getting a senstation in my stomach similar to drinking cold water too. I dont know what it is- I actually had my physical yesterday and my doctor didnt notice- ( yeah i know, i didnt ask my doctor because last time i asked about pain it turned out to be a tumor)

P.S. Im 15, a virgin and when my mom was my age she had to be put on the pill because of severe ovarian cysts
So, what is it?

I'm Male, 17 years old and currently 5'11 or 6' and atm weigh 149 pounds with a pretty medium frame. My parents are afraid i'm losing too much weight, i've lost a lot of weight here recently, but I still have some pudge on my chest/stomach/thighs. I've been doing 15 minutes of cardio with some crunches and "burpies" every night so I don't really understand why these areas are being so stubborn, oh and I pretty much completely lost my butt after losing weight.

So pretty much, is 145-149 an acceptable weight for a guy my age and height?
P.S. I'd rather be slim/skinny than bulky.

So today in class, I sit in the back of the class, my friend sits next to me. In front of my friend is one kid (Kid A), and his friend sits in front of me (Kid B). So when the teacher was looking at us, Kid A was stretching, and you could see his stomach a little bit. So Kid B pretended he was going to poke him with a pencil. I started to chuckle a little bit, because it was funny, and so did my friend, but my teacher thought otherwise, keeping all four of us after class. When everyone was close to leaving, I told her "Ms. Teacher, I did my work the entire class, and I just laughed, I didn't do anything wrong," and all she replied was "Sit!" (which she said twice to me. Then she said, "You guys know why you're in here, because of your behavior. I just had to, because I knew in my heart I didn't do anything wrong, I said "But I didn't do anything wrong though, I just laughed, I was on task the entire time." And she turns to me and starts literally screaming at me "You know what, this can either take 2 minutes or 10 minutes, so do you want to stop interrupting me?!" She went on to say that me and my friend reacted, and "encouraged" that behavior. Ok I admit, I should've stayed quiet, but I just felt the urge to speak, because I've never been held during lunch, and I was scared at what would happen. She should NOT have raised her voice at me like that, even my mom doesn't raise her voice like that at me. She shouldn't even be a teacher if she can't control her anger. I think she should have just kept Kid A and Kid B, because me and my friend just reacted to the situation, which does not encourage that behavior. We just got her as a teacher, and I think she should know by now that I'm very mature, and I'm not someone that encourage that behavior. I'm really mature for my age, and I don't condone that behavior, but come on, we're teenagers, lighten up! Should I tell my parents what happened? I don't want them to think that I did anything wrong, and I especially don't want them emailing her, however I will want them to email her if she docks my citizenship grade.

Also, on previous occasions, like yesterday, we were having a little "debate," and I said something similar as to what another classmate said, and she gave the class a lecture about how to have a debate. And today, she assigned an extra credit assignment, and I asked if one certain book would meet the requirements, and she gave me a pretty sarcastic answer, instead of just saying a simple "That book's fine."

I'm a straight A student, and I honestly don't appreciate the way that she yelled at me, and the way she answered my question.

I am 12 years old.
I have had vaginal discharge for a year maybe a little more. And the past three months it has been increased a lot.
Lately, Ive been getting pretty annoyed at the slightest thing. And its things that dont ever annoy me – just people talking to me annoys me.
Sometimes during the day or night i just feel really upset or like i want to cry – and i dont even know why.
My boobs have been growing for two years now, although they arnt very big, they have grown over the past two years. And i've had a noticeable breast growth in the last couple of weeks.
I have had pubic hair for about two years and armpit hair for about a year.
I get ocasional headaches and stomach aches lately, they dont hurt for long but they come at random times.
I break out sometimes, and it takes a bit of work to get the pimples to go away.
I am seven months away from the age that my mum got her first period.
Ive just had a recent, noticable growth spurt that everyone points out to me.
Im about 120 pounds.
And my mum had kinda been getting me ready for it because she keeps talking to me about it and all that. So she think its coming soon.
So do you think it will be coming soon?

I know that you guys can't tell me exactly when im going to get it but a rough guess would be nice

okay, i know this is stupid, but i dont know what to do anymore. theres this guy, ive been attracted to since the 7th grade, this summer i realized it was more than that. i have had the hugest crush on him, and i never knew. i know im only in 10th grade and all, but..
i absoultly can not get over this guy. hes amazing. hes like perfect. i mean he has flaws, hes only human. hes the most beautiful thing i have ever seen, no matter what he looks like, or does. (unless hes like a murder.. lol, but hes not) girls are obsessed with him, and only because hes hott. i mean, dont get me wrong, he ISSS. but hes more than that hes talented at so many things. too many to list. i get butterflies when i think of him. when he looks at me or even talks to me i can barley move i usally just sit there staring back with my mouth opened. when he talks to me i go blank, i dont even know what im saying. all i remember from those moments are him standing there so gracfully. it makes me upset to know it will never be me and him together. being able to sit on the beach my room, where ever. talking for hours and staring into his beautiful eyes. i cry at the thoughts. and i never cry about that stuff. when i see people in love. i THROB. i mean throb like never before. i think of him and it hurts. i know its stupid. im young, but i just get this feeling in the pit of my stomach saying somethibg. but i cant always trust myself.
what do you think that means, a crush. or more?

okay now a story. we never really talk but i remember i was leaving somewhere and i held the door for someone else whose so stupid. lol. but uhmm yeah and he came and i was gonna hold the door for him concidering he had to giant drops from a drum set in his hands and hes says"oh uhm here ill get it," i said no, i think i dont know i went blank i didnt even really say anything, nothing would come out of my mouth. but anyway he kept asking, but he finally said" oh are you staying here" im pretty sure i blubbered a yes and he walked through the door a couple socends later a hear a distant thank you. i tried to say your welcome. then two days ago i was waiting outside of one of my classes with my friend. and he was coming i waited i felt stupid so i was going towards the door about to walk through when i notice he was across from me walking, then everything froze we just looked at eachother kept eye contact, my mouth fell a little open all i remmeber was him and his eyes on mine. its felt so long. i felt a spark in those moments. its was wierd he was looking at me. then the next day i was standing across from my one class and he doesnt usally pass that i know of. but i was talking to my friend. he was walking down the hall i look. look away. back i saw his his look off mine. back and forth untill he paseed. so i dont know. because i stop looking at him when i pass him in the hall becuase i dont dont want him to think im stupid or something, hes the only opinion that matters now a day. and now i cant get him to look at me. im confused. whats going on?

ugh, im starting to grow hair on my lower back :/
and not only that i have hair all over my stomach and chest.
i dont really wanna be a hairy beast though…
but the problem is if i shave it, everyone in my family will think im fruity..
(well i am but they dont know it yet.)
and so do you think i should just get over my embarressing and shave it to make myself happy or would it be better to go to like a salon and get my lower back and stomach waxed?
or am i too young to be waxing.
orrrrr should i just stay a hairy beast…… >_<

When I was younger (about 12) I ate some raviolis and later on drank a strawberry slim-fast. Shortley after (half an hour, maybe) I started puking, I vomitted at least three or four times. I remember that I felt lethargic and naseaus nearly the whole day after (I had first gotten sick around dinner time the previous night). My mom made me eat a piece of white bread that day and it came back up so I didn't try to eat again until the third afternoon. I felt better, nearly normal but was terrified of having to throw up again. I ended up chalking it up to a bad combination of food? I used to spend the summers with my dad and he'd buy fresh strawberries all the time, never bothered me at all. I don't recall another incident involving strawberries making me want to vomit, but at the same time I rarely eat strawberries or anything with strawberry flavoring (probably due to my terror from the horrible reaction when I was younger). I did however drink strawberry slimfast quite often when I was in high school, with no reactions. I'm 25 now and just this past Christmas I went to NY with my best friend, we ordered room service (for the 2nd time from the same restaurant). I got raviolis and for dessert I ordered a piece of cheesecake with strawberry ice-cream. I didn't even eat all my raviolis (maybe half) but I did finish the dessert. Then I stayed up watching tv for a little bit and went to bed. My stomach hurt a bit but I thought it was probably due to eating too much. I layed down to go to bed and fell asleep for over an hour. I awoke to my stomach curtling, I rushed to the bathroom, I had diarreah&was puking. We had to fly back that morning and I was so sick my friend had to pack my things for me, I thought I would die on the cab ride to the airport. On the layover I had to take a nap on the floor in the waiting area at our gate! So the other day I was eating strawberry instant oatmeal and it made me puke again. I don't know if it was the combination of ravioli and strawberry or if I'm really allergic to strawberries?

I came back home after spending the better part of a decade in the US. I went there to get an education, a goal I managed to complete just halfway through. So now I'm doing my MBA and getting certified as a Chartered Accountant – mostly so I can distract myself from my family.

I know its selfish but I hate the custom in our country of living with your family – the whole joint family system. The only reason I even agreed to it is because I feel so guilty every time I think of parting ways. My parents are in the worst ******* health of any person their age I've ever seen. Ma has migraines, thyroid problems, Endomitrium problems, Oedema, Anxiety, everything – shes always complaining of her head hurting, her legs hurting, her stomach burning. Dad's liver went bad a few years ago and coupled with his stubborn refusal to care about his diet he's become a wraith.

I'm convinced the other half of their health and attitude is due to depression. A genetic condition inherited by my brother and I has depressed them to the point that they link the solution to all their unhappiness with our being magically cured which is ******* impossible unless gene therapy becomes commonplace to the third world as Tylenol. I've learned to live with my condition but my brother though has some visible physical attributes that have changed. This leads to my parents crying about once a week. My brother doesn't help the situation either he has the worst mood in the universe, he is immature and selfish, incredibly stingy and despite getting married when he was obviously not ready he now seals himself off from the rest of us and argues and fights inside his room. His wife while very nice is no fresh air either. Ma and Dad have asked if he wants to leave and even asked him to but no cigar. He insists he stays for us, which delights us but it is obviously not the real case and we know it.

Since my brother and his bride lock themselves away from the family (We live in the same house if you want to imagine how awkward it is) I'm the one who has to deal with my parents. And it doesn't help that my parents are the sort of people who should never have gotten married. They are absolutely incompatible. 16 years in age differences, completely different temperaments, different senses of humor, no understanding, its a wonder they didn't divorce. Actually I know why, it's because it's frowned upon here, which is fine but still. My mother either can't stop talking about how unfair life is or how everything is so expensive, or how my brother and his wife are selfish or how Dad is wrong or how much her body hurts. My father meanwhile is either always distant or in a bad mood or always sulking, in some part to me being closer to my mother. I can't exactly help that because he wasn't very involved when we were young, while Ma was.

What's worse is that is that some day's instead of the negative atmosphere floating around, some days there is this air around the house as if we're waiting for something – Ma and Dad usually sit in the living room waiting for us to say something or do something or I don't know what. I wish I was the entertaining kind. I used to be when I was young but my siblings rivalry for attention and competitive anger has all but ruined that.

I used to be so much fun, I used to have friends, a life, I'd party or hangout, study, work, do stuff and be happy. Now I do nothing but go to work, study or stay at home. But with my family's constant anxiety, health problems, depression and resignation to despair, I find myself wanting to…I dont even know, curse because I can't do anything else. I used to be depressed and even went to a psychiatrist but then realized there was no point to even feeling anything. I've even quit smoking cigarettes. There's no bloody point once the 5 minute buzz is gone. That and it hurt my stomach.

The only plan I have right now is to 'make it' and then maybe help solve my family's problems with money. That's another reason I'm working and getting my MBA and trying to be a Chartered Accountant. Of course it doesn't help that the atmosphere at home is utterly toxic to productive studying. Even my girlfriend keeps complaining about how I don't appreciate her enough. Which leads to more arguments since I think I do and that I'm the one who isn't appreciated enough despite all the **** I have to deal with. She's depressed because of her home too so I can see where she's coming from but…do you see my problem? I'm stuck and I can't cry because it just doesn't help me at all.

If anyone has read through this, I commend you. I feel like it would be a trip in sadland. I guess the best suggestion would be to go an shoot myself mate but then my family would be worse off with the misery of even more misfortune and so no that isn't really an option, sorry.