Hello. I am an 18 year old from Winnipeg, Manitoba and at the beginning of October, 2013, 3 days before my 18th birthday, I had my pilonidal cyst lanced for the first time. For 5-6 days (ish) before the ER trip, I had no idea what was causing this unknown and extremely uncomfortable pain in my coccyx region. At first, I thought it was pain coming directly from my tailbone as a result of a trauma that I had potentially not noticed at the time, while working a physical job in a warehouse. By about the 5th day, I physically could hardly do anything without being in extreme pain. I was in dire need of money, so I was continuing to work through the physical pain that I was passing off as a benign tailbone pain. While working I tried to eat an apple, and just ended up throwing up anything I got down. Even walking would cause me to experience shock-like throbs in my tailbone. Finally, when my anxiety took control (i have GAD) and made me go on a frantic internet search in the evening of the 5th day to self-diagnose my problem, I came across "pilonidal cyst" and found I was exhibiting all the symptoms and knew I was in for a trip for the Emergency Room. This instantly scared me, as with further research I learned it would need to be lanced and likely result in surgery to try and get rid of once and for all. When I got to the ER the next day, after sleeping (somehow, must've been a miracle), I immediately told the triage nurse that was asking me what I had wrong with me that I 100% most definately had a Pilonidal Cyst. I luckily got in within an hour, which was lucky as I usually wait 5+ hours at Emergency Rooms before any assistance (it's just how Winnipeg is, and it SUCKS). The doctor on duty took a single look at my rear and told me I definately did have a Pilonidal Abscess and that it would be lanced. In quite extreme pain already (the cyst lump had came to a head and was already starting to show where the sinus would be, so in other words, close to popping on its own) I was very scared as I knew what I was about to be in for. And just as I had thought, I would go through the worst pain I had ever felt in my life that night. For some side information, I have had a appendicitis when I was 7 years old, which required me to be on constant IV morphine for the multiple weeks that I was hospitalized while the hospital doctors had no idea what was wrong with me. When I compare the un-medicated feeling of the appendicitis occurance, to the pain I felt during the lancing, the lancing absolutely blew the appendicitis out of the water. The 20 minutes or so of the general surgeon cutting into the abscess and squeezing out all the puss, and then continueing to pack a few feet of gauze into it was the worst and most traumatizing experience I have ever gone through. To this day when I even think about it, I immediately begin to sweat because of how horrifying the pain was. I will NEVER EVER let a ER doctor lance my abscess ever again without being HEAVILY medicated if not put to sleep completely, because that experience is one no one should ever go through. The trauma alone of the lancing has turned me into a severely anxious and paranoid person about my health problems, I worry I'll never be the same somewhat carefree kid I once was. Once I was done shaking and sweating and nearly breaking the metal bed that I was clutching to during the lancing, the doctors were quick to send me on my way with a amoxi-clav prescription(which I would later learn isn't even a preferred anti biotic for the treatment of this problem, I now take cephalexin to fight the infection of my pilonidal), with instructions to pull 2 inches out every second day of the gauze packing, without any pain medication given to me for the gauze removal. I found out the first day of pulling it out that it hurt like crazy, and my GP prescribed me some T3's to help with it. I have not have another infection since that date, but my cyst is almost constantly severely inflamed, which causes me quite a bit of pain on a daily basis (which I now have a physical dependance to codeine, as a result of trying to cope with for many months now). In the months before seeing my surgeon, I would also be pleasantly surprised (jk) to find out that I have scoliosis (dad also has it) and that I would likely experience back pain at times as a result of it, which I had been. I waited 2 months to see a surgeon (due to Canada's referral system), one Doctor Yip of the St Boniface Hospital, who would tell me that "These abscesses are tricky and you're better off just living with it than getting it removed, as you might have either an unhealing wound or pain the rest of your life either way". Immediately I burst into tears, as the 2months waiting to see him had been the roughest time of my life, with sinking depression and generally intense anxiety due to the trauma of my first experience with the infection. I had an appointment with my GP for the next day after the meeting with surgeon, and she told me that she didn't understand why he would say that. As a result, she referred me to Dr. Hutfluss (who I had read about someone on this forum having great success with a pilonidal surgery by him, and that he was knowledgable in Pilonidal Disease). I am currently waiting to see Dr. Hutfluss for another 3 weeks or so. Today (10/03/2014) I went to my GP as I recently had an ear infection and needed medication refills, and was having jaw/ear problems for the last few weeks (thumping in ear, ear aches, headaches, jaw clicking and other issues of that nature) and I would find out some even BETTER news (obviously sarcasm). I found out that I have something wrong with my TMJ (left side of jaw pops out of place) and that I will likely need oral surgery in order to not have an arthuritic joint by the time I turn 20. I'm also quite sure based off what my mom said that we don't have coverage for oral surgery via orthodontist, so that alone might be a expensive job. That is my whole last 6months, and honestly I feel like giving up so badly. I struggle to get anything done or be happy lately as a result of anxiety and depression caused by all the problems I've gained in the last 6months, although I have anxiety medications (lorazepam), they obviously arent the type of things that can be used daily or even frequently if you want to avoid having the nightmare of benzodiazepine withdrawal, which I already have the pleasure to experience opioid withdrawal. I also refuse to take antidepressants as a result of being scared of side effects and screwing up my brain, as they have a wide range of side effects. I often burst into tears when I think about what my life has become. This forum is the only thing that has given me hope in my situation over the last few months, but god damn it is so hard at times. Any and all feedback is appreciated, as long as its not negative!