ouch, that looked kinda bad i guess. if it had just been him and i would have witnessed it, it would have definitely still been the scariest moment of my life. the car was veering really fast toward another car...
Wow! While I find each of the things listed as pretty frightening...I find this possibly the most. Maybe it's the emotional aspect...but glad you made it Mae. Many people have gotten screwed over in life...but that seems like it would have been close to the pinnacle of raw deals...and (coming from a parent) the emotions you were experiencing during that moment of uncertainty...wow, just wow. Makes me (more than usual) want to go home and hug my kids.
Same here, except I really wasn't bleeding...My bike was the only thing that was keeping the car from going completely over me....I have a lot of scars cause of it, but most have faded, plus you really can't see them, unless you want to .....
Age 8 or 9, my family and I lived on an Indian Reservation in Arizona. My family is of Cherokee Heritage, and my mom and dad were working for the Bureau of Indian Affairs in education. Despite having significant Indian heritage, my family and I were so much more light skinned than the rest of the people on the reservation. As a result, we were pretty much viewed as outsiders. We lived in the middle of nowhere in a ****ty little duplex. My parents made a decent amount of money, but there wasn't anywhere else to live on the reservation. Our neighbors were complete trash. Anyways, a relative of our neighbors broke into our house while wielding a huge butcher knife. This was in the middle of the summer, so my dad, being a school administrator, was still at work. My mom and I were home alone. Anyways, the guy breaks in, and my mom tells me to take off running while the guy has her begging for her life. My dad's school was within a few hundred yards of our house, so I took off running as fast as possible. The front door to his school was locked, so I was in a panic. Luckily, there was a FedEx worker coming out of the building, so I darted inside to my dad's office. He was on the phone, and I screamed "Someone is trying to stab mom!!" He asked if I was joking, I said no, he slammed the phone down and took off running back to our house, telling me to stay in the office. Eventually, about halfway between our house and the school, I can see my mom and dad hugging. Apparently, my mom had been able to run out the door of our duplex. As luck would have it, two women were driving by in a pickup truck and picked my mom up. This was in a pretty rural area, so it was sheer luck that someone was driving by. Apparently the guy took off running when they stopped to help my mom. If you know much about Indian law, you know that state criminal laws don't really apply on federal reservations. First, the tribal government has jurisdiction, and for major crimes, the feds have jurisdiction. To make a long story short, the guy that attacked my mom was a tribal member, and the government didn't pursue any criminal sanctions against him. The feds didn't do anything either, but I don't remember why. The guy faced no penalty. I don't believe he was ever charged with a crime, despite being picked up by authorities later that night.
Was that the plane that landed I think in LA a year or two ago? The landing in the front only came out partially and eventually they decided to land with it like that. My moment would probably be when my son was born. It was our first, and the cord got wrapped around his neck so they had to to do an emergency c-section on my wife. I know those are somewhat common, but it's still scary not knowing what's gonna happen. Also like to share a moment which would have to undoubtedly be one of my mother's scariest. Wasn't with my family at the time, but they were going camping in Big Bend. On the way there a tire blew out on the trailer and it caused it to jack-knife and barrel roll, taking the suburban it was attached to along with it. Eventually it broke free and into a million pieces. The suburban rolled into an embankment, which happened to be the only place there was an embankment for miles along that stretch of road. Happened any other place they may not have made it.
I've had close encounters with hydroplaning, been in a couple of accidents (though my vehicle has never rolled or anything like that) but I still find this my scariest. And I think that stems from the fact that it took so long. I could feel getting weaker, like I said, all I could managed was the word Mother. And I just kept telling myself, "I'm gonna die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die." I think with accidents you don't really have the moments to contemplate this and all you lose. In a car accident you have milliseconds before slamming into something or not. And in those seconds you probably think, "OMG. I'm going to die." But you don't sit there repeating, "I don't want to die."
The flight was from San Diego to Houston. When they discovered the problem, they swung out over the Pacific to dump fuel with the intent of going back to San Diego. They determined that LAX was better equipped to handle an emergency so, coincidentally, we did land in LA, but it was in the mid 1980s. The problem with the hydraulics was discovered early and they never retracted the landing gear.
A very similar situation happened with my wife during the birth of our child. All I could do was stand there, holding my son...waiting for the bleeding to stop. She turned white as a ghost and stopped moving altogether at one point. I was certain that was IT. A couple of hours later she was holding him and I was standing there in the delivery room watching them...drinking the best tasting beer I've ever had. Scariest. Moment. Ever.
Oh also, I can't believe I forgot this, when my kid was first born they circumsiced him and the next day the stitches came off and he started bleeding when we changed his diaper. The lady at the front desk outside of our room had her head down sleeping and looked like she was out of it when we told her what happened. She's lucky my wife didn't kill her. We just called the corporate office and reported her. Scary.
Yep, childbirth can be frightening. Both of my wife's pregnancies were tough. There were a few moments when I thought I could be a single dad with a newborn.
When I was 17 I went to a party with my best friend and took some bars. I got really messed up and was drinking a lot. I was on a bed and I started talking to this girl when her boyfriend started getting mad. About 10 minutes later he came back with about 6 of his buddies and they wanted to jump me and my friend. My friend pulls out a loaded 357. I'm drunk as hell and he tells me we need to leave. The Party is over and people start running because we have a gun. We leave but right when we get to my car a cop comes running out with a gun. My friend with a gun jumps a fence and gets away. The cop puts me in cuffs and I start to snap out of it. He asks me who my friend was and I say I didn't know him. I insist I didn't know him and eventually he lets me go. Scariest night of my life. Never took pills since.
I hooked the pontoon boat up to the truck. Strapped the grandbabies into their car seats (ages 2 & 3). Headed to the lake with my wife following in her car as she had some errands to run. Got up to speed on the highway and saw the ice chest blow out of the boat. Saw that my wife noticed it so I pulled over to the highway shoulder and waited. She picked up the ice chest and pulled onto the shoulder behind the boat. I exited the truck to get the ice chest from her. As I approached her car I saw her eyes get really big. I turned around to see what she was looking at and saw the truck, boat and grandkids going down the highway! I ran as hard as I have run in many years while praying that it would not veer into oncoming traffic. It ran off the road and hit a tree. I arrived shortly after the crash and got the kids out. They were fine. Truck took about 3K in damage. I leaned to make sure the gearshift is in park when I exit the truck.
Crazy stories. Glad your daughter is ok, Lil Pun. One of reasons why I am scared of childbirth is the loss of blood. Scariest moment for me was when husband and i were mugged. they had a gun to his head. i had no idea what they were going to do...take me away or shoot us at the spot. I never have been so terrified. Luckily, they just took our money and jewelry.
Either when we had scuds from Saddam Hussein blowing up all around us in KSA.....or my wreck I had last year when a senior citizen rear ended my truck @ 50mph+ while I was stopped.
Driving on 45 one morning in a torrential downpour, going with the flow of traffic at about 50mph. Hydroplaned, did a complete 360, ending up on the left shoulder facing perfectly straight forward. Luckily I was in the far left lane when it happened, which is how I ended up safely on the shoulder. Had I been in one of the other lanes, I'd probably be dead given the weather conditions and heavy traffic. That moment when my car was completely turned backward and staring at the traffic behind me was ---> but I actually remained extremely calm during the whole thing...I was surprised.
driving my truck on I-45 doing around 60mph in a heavy downpour when my windshield wipers locked up and i couldn't see anything. had to try and change lanes and exit and hope there was nothing in front of me. going to jail for drinking and driving back in the late 90's. my girlfriend telling me she was pregnant. i was in houston during hurricane alicia in 83, but i didn't find it all that scary.
Two moments, first seeing my 4 year old daughter face down in a swimming pool, she lived, I found her just in time. Second was being told I have renal cell carcinoma (kidney cancer) you are never prepared for that.
