I (16M) have had pretty severe wrist pain for almost 2 years- a few months after the pain started, it was diagnosed as tendonitis and I was given some exercises and pain killers do deal with it. Both did nothing. The pain developed, and I've lost most strength and use of my right hand/arm (which is shitty considering I'm going into some pretty writing heavy courses this year.) My problem stems from my family- who are hesitant to do anything about my wrist. My dad (50M) is fairly used to chronic pain issues, as he has a problem with his knee that complicates walking, sitting, or doing anything with his legs really. However, he likes to believe I can manage it with the exercises given to me- I did that for a while, but I go to a very academic school, and trying to combat 6-7 hours of nearly non-stop writing with a couple of simple exercises wasn't really ideal. Still, my dad is insistent that the pain will go away and I'm totally fine and exaggerating. My mum (52F) doesn't like to talk about it at all. She likes to ignore the fact I have a legitimate problem, despite the fact she took me to all my appointments for 2 years, and shuts down when I mention my wrist. She also has some pain issues, since she as some form of arthritis in her hip (which she's getting a total hip replacement for soon) and she tends to ignore her own pain as well as others. The issue at hand happened the other day, when we came back from holiday. My mum made me and my sister (19F) carry all the bags and suitcases (which is pretty fair, since she struggles to walk) but the bags were fairly heavy, and I could feel my wrist start to go. By 'go' I mean i get a tingly sort of sensation in my wrist that usually leads into intense (but a sort of dull, achy) pain. I asked my sister if she could take one of the bags, and she gave me a weird look up and down and refused to take it. I mentioned that my wrist was hurting and she just gave me another weird look before taking it. She seemed fairly upset with me the rest of the day and I can't figure out if it was the plane ride or me. I know my parents and sister talk about me when I'm not there, as I've caught her sneaking snide comments about me to them- like when were on holiday and I overheard her say "He thinks he's allergic to pineapple" (which I'm pretty sure I am, but my mum refuses to get me an allergy test for that and other things since 'we already know.' We don't, I just take antihistamines everyday and pray.) Still, i'm worried my parents are talking about me and my wrist behind my back, and I'm starting to wonder if its really that bad. Like I said, both my parents have pain issues that I can see cripple them, and I'm not sure if complaining all the time is an asshole thing to do.