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For my personal safety, I've gotten in a spot of bother whilst swimming in the ocean before, current pulling you backwards as you're trying to swim back to land, so you start to panic, then the waves are crashing over, so you're struggling to breath. Now you're panicking, struggling to breath, and travelling backwards. I eventually composed myself and got back ok, but for a brief moment I didn't think I was going to. In hindsight I would have been better to let the current take me out past the breaking waves, then simply stick my hand up for some lifeguard help, I wasn't really in any danger at all, I just panicked.
The most scared ever though, my daughter. 25 weeks into her pregnancy my wife developed a stomach bug, she has chronic pancreatitis anyway, so the bug upset her pancreas, and started a chain reaction that came very very close to premature labour. She was in hospital for a week on various steroids and drugs to try and calm everything down, eventually she was ok and the pregnancy continued. My daughter was born a week before her due date, and then proceeded to stop breathing about an hour after birth. Again, she was ok in the end, but stood next to her incubator with your eyes near enough burning a hole through her heart monitor was horrible.
The most scared ever though, my daughter. 25 weeks into her pregnancy my wife developed a stomach bug, she has chronic pancreatitis anyway, so the bug upset her pancreas, and started a chain reaction that came very very close to premature labour. She was in hospital for a week on various steroids and drugs to try and calm everything down, eventually she was ok and the pregnancy continued. My daughter was born a week before her due date, and then proceeded to stop breathing about an hour after birth. Again, she was ok in the end, but stood next to her incubator with your eyes near enough burning a hole through her heart monitor was horrible.
I lead a boring life. The only time I've had a panic attack is when my dad thought these candle style fireworks would be okay not really attached to anything. Sure enough one of the 10-shot ones fell over and aimed right at me. Each time it fired it went a different direction. I was 13-14 at the time and while I knew from playing Call of Duty that I needed to get to cover it was bloody hard getting to it...
Weirdly, although I have had a few 'real' scary experiences, by far the most scary thing that I have ever experienced was a dream.
When my daughter was about 3 years old, I dreamed that she went missing and I found her body washed up on a beach. It took me days to stop thinking about it almost all the time, to the extent that my daughter kept asking'What's wrong Daddy?'. Obviously, I couldn't tell her.
Nearly 20 years on, that dream is still vivid, although it never repeated. I suspect that it was due partly to my natural worry for her, but also because I knew someone who lost two children drowned on holiday, on separate occasions.
When my daughter was about 3 years old, I dreamed that she went missing and I found her body washed up on a beach. It took me days to stop thinking about it almost all the time, to the extent that my daughter kept asking'What's wrong Daddy?'. Obviously, I couldn't tell her.
Nearly 20 years on, that dream is still vivid, although it never repeated. I suspect that it was due partly to my natural worry for her, but also because I knew someone who lost two children drowned on holiday, on separate occasions.
80quattro said:
For me was when my second son was born. Having already observed child birth when son no.1 was born, I was entirely comfortable with what to expect. Unfortunately, the 9lb 13oz little porkchop got stuck on the way out, was completely silent, and had the umblical cord over his shoulder. The midwife had to hit the big red button on the wall, loads of people piled in, and the missus was going bats
t crazy. After he was born the docs plonked him on a trolley and whisked him away. I was sat in the corner, completely powerless and almost having heart failure. Fortunately, they brought him in about 5 mins later - seemed about half an hour - and he was fine.
He's now almost 13 years old, and 5'5" of football crazy kid that frequently empties my fridge of everything except vegetables.
I was born with the cord around my neck and was busily tuning blue until Nurse Boak acted. I have the scissors scar on the back of my neck to this day.t crazy. After he was born the docs plonked him on a trolley and whisked him away. I was sat in the corner, completely powerless and almost having heart failure. Fortunately, they brought him in about 5 mins later - seemed about half an hour - and he was fine.He's now almost 13 years old, and 5'5" of football crazy kid that frequently empties my fridge of everything except vegetables.
The one that makes me shudder happened much later. As a teenie (17) I went to a travelling fair at Knutsford. Getting ready to board the waltzer, I grabbed a moving car on it. It pulled me right off my feet, leaving me with both forearms across its circular steel steel track.As the car continued to rotate, I could see its solid iron wheels running towards my arms on the track
Have we all seen the defib scene out of 'The Thing'?
Not my scariest but was with my wife in Uruguay.. properly in the middle of nowhere, pulled over by armed policeman who stinks of alcohol seems drunk and have no idea what he is saying or what he wants. Can't take my eye off his gun, some rusty old revolver looking thing, which is holstered but basically in my face as he is leaning into the car through my side window. Seriously consider taking my wallet out to bribe him. Very scary 15 minutes until we work out he is trying to give us directions to his favourite beach.
I was on holiday about 20 miles from the epicentre of the big earthquake that hit Italy last year that killed 300 people - I woke up to the most horrendous noise, what I can only describe as like a freight train going through the bedroom, loads of grit falling from the ceiling, the sound of things smashing upstairs (later found to be ornaments and crockery), and my only thought was to get to my kids who were sleeping at the other end of the villa.
When I jumped out of bed the ground was moving, literally swaying side to side, and I honestly thought the whole villa was sliding off the side of the mountain, it was all so violent - I reached the kids room and my daughter ran out crying and I got my little boy (who unbelievably was sleeping right through it!) and got them outside.
We didn't really know what to do once it stopped and finally ended up going back to bed once we'd checked the place didn't look like it was gonna fall down - In hindsight I can't believe we did this, but we were in a bit of a daze I think - Every hour after that we were getting the aftershocks, quite violent to start with - and you knew when one was about to hit as all the dogs in the valley below would start barking.
It really was the most scary thing I've been through and made me realise the immense power of nature and how helpless we are against it - Next day we found out about the devastation around us, buildings literally falling down just over the other side of the mountain from where we were - I didn't sleep very well for the rest of that holiday.
Oh, and I was once in a taxi in Dubai when the taxi driver fell asleep at the wheel, that was a bit of a brown trouser moment...
When I jumped out of bed the ground was moving, literally swaying side to side, and I honestly thought the whole villa was sliding off the side of the mountain, it was all so violent - I reached the kids room and my daughter ran out crying and I got my little boy (who unbelievably was sleeping right through it!) and got them outside.
We didn't really know what to do once it stopped and finally ended up going back to bed once we'd checked the place didn't look like it was gonna fall down - In hindsight I can't believe we did this, but we were in a bit of a daze I think - Every hour after that we were getting the aftershocks, quite violent to start with - and you knew when one was about to hit as all the dogs in the valley below would start barking.
It really was the most scary thing I've been through and made me realise the immense power of nature and how helpless we are against it - Next day we found out about the devastation around us, buildings literally falling down just over the other side of the mountain from where we were - I didn't sleep very well for the rest of that holiday.
Oh, and I was once in a taxi in Dubai when the taxi driver fell asleep at the wheel, that was a bit of a brown trouser moment...
Edited by JohnStitch on Monday 24th July 23:43
LordHaveMurci said:
What's the most scared you've ever been?
Probably the scariest though was going into the mortuary at the hospital to see my Dad, my sister insisted I went to see him, I will be forever grateful to her for that.
You were more scared than you've ever been to see your own Dad?Probably the scariest though was going into the mortuary at the hospital to see my Dad, my sister insisted I went to see him, I will be forever grateful to her for that.
My daughter aged about two or three, choking. I remember she was in a high chair with a detachable tray that I tore off, then grabbed her, turning er upside down & walloped her in the back.
I'd done Heimlich training but in my blind panic, reacted instinctively rather than with any clear thought. She'd already gone bright red in the face & it did the trick but maybe more luck than judgement. Scared the living st out of me., And her too to be fair, one minute eating your dinner, the next dad's kicking the snot out of you.
I'd done Heimlich training but in my blind panic, reacted instinctively rather than with any clear thought. She'd already gone bright red in the face & it did the trick but maybe more luck than judgement. Scared the living s
t out of me., And her too to be fair, one minute eating your dinner, the next dad's kicking the snot out of you.Been at gunpoint once, on an army base during an unfortunate incident involving an un-worn contractors ID card and (me being lazy) sneaking my own car in through a slightly remote gate. bking of my life ensued but it was the guards running over pointing guns at me that will stay with me forever.
Not my finest moment.
king of my life ensued but it was the guards running over pointing guns at me that will stay with me forever. Not my finest moment.
To be utterly honest I do not get scared even in critical moments. I have had a few of them.
On the other hand I am very aware of the thing that would very much scare me and avoid it
The one that would truly terrify me is caving and being in a tight dark space. I do not love heights for instance but can manage to walk across swaying bridges over gorges. I think I would freeze if I went spelunking.
On the other hand I am very aware of the thing that would very much scare me and avoid it
The one that would truly terrify me is caving and being in a tight dark space. I do not love heights for instance but can manage to walk across swaying bridges over gorges. I think I would freeze if I went spelunking.
As previous posters have mentioned, nothing comes close to standing by helpless whilst a family member is in distress.
In my case being present whilst my wife was in labour rates 10/10, the first time was bad enough but the second ended up as an emergency caesarean, horrendous.
Our first child did not breathe for what seemed like eternity, it was probably less than a minute but twenty five years later I can still feel the adrenaline and helpless panic before she took her first breath.
Later on, my toddler son had a couple of episodes when an infection made his temperature rocket. Standing by helpless as medics tried to reduce his temperature with the knowledge that if it went up another degree he would be brain damaged or dead was unbearable.
In my case being present whilst my wife was in labour rates 10/10, the first time was bad enough but the second ended up as an emergency caesarean, horrendous.
Our first child did not breathe for what seemed like eternity, it was probably less than a minute but twenty five years later I can still feel the adrenaline and helpless panic before she took her first breath.
Later on, my toddler son had a couple of episodes when an infection made his temperature rocket. Standing by helpless as medics tried to reduce his temperature with the knowledge that if it went up another degree he would be brain damaged or dead was unbearable.
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