Quite scary. Every time I looked over at her it made me nervous. Just so much blood. To think that was the pregnancy that didn't go so bad. I've really only been scared for my life once, and it was my first time getting drunk. It was pretty bad. I thought I was dead. I've gotten drunk and passed out since, but nothing like that. It was awful.
I was jumped by 3 random strangers and almost beaten to death on the porch of my apartment many years back. Late at night, just 2 dudes pushed me down in kind of an ambush thing, the other one runs up and they all start kicking me in the head. They didn't say a word or want anything or take anything. Still have no idea. Just for fun I guess. Took awhile to get over the fear/paranoia. Of course I no longer live there, moved pretty quick after that.
I went blind for about 2-3 minutes when I was 13 years old, I thought I was never going to regain my sight, it was terrible....I kept closing and opening my eyes without any luck, so I closed my eyes and prayed that I would be a good person from that point forward, and voila my sight came back.
I got hit by a car when I was younger (one of those big Astro vans). The report said the driver was going 45, but he had to be going more like 55 or 60. Anyways, nailed me head on (I was a pedestrian) and I flew quite a ways and had a near-death experience right in the middle of it. During the experience, I was surprisingly calm even though I was watching myself flying through the air and then I returned to myself. After I was back in me, then I was scared ****less. Crazy thing though - ambulance came and took me to the hospital, but all I had was a fractured wrist from when I apparently tried to catch myself as I landed. But they never found an impact point on me - not even so much as a bruise. My friend I was with told me it was the weirdest thing he had ever seen - almost like I was lifted up or jumped precisely when the car was hitting me. I don't recall anything like that, but I'm still fortunate to be here. Took a while before I could cross busy streets again (using an intersection), though.
Both of my incidents deal with cars, and both happened within a year of each other (2004). The first one was when I was driving back to college after having just watched the Astros go up 3-2 on the Cardinals in the NLCS. I was driving in the right lane of the highway going about 75, when a Tahoe cut me off all of a sudden so it could make an exit. I swerved to avoid them, and my car started spinning out of control. When I finally regained control, I was completely perpendicular to the concrete median that separated the two sides of the highway, and I slammed headfirst into it going about 60. I distinctly remember the feeling of the airbag hitting me in the face when I looked to my left, and just saw headlights from a Suburban. I remember the thought of "This is it. This is the end of my life." The next part is just from what people tell me, because I was knocked unconscious after the Suburban slammed into me, but apparently, people on the scene had to cut me out of the seat because the impact had forced the driver's seat all the way into the center console of the car. I remember waking up, and seeing blood and broken glass everywhere and asking "Are the people in the Suburban ok? Their car looks like it exploded...." and the paramedic looking at me and saying "That's your car....and your blood...." The second was in my next car. I had just gotten some transmission work done on it, and I was driving on the feeder road of Loop 1604 in San Antonio, when all of a sudden, the car behind me starts honking incessantly, and the guy in the car is gesturing wildly. As I'm looking at him in confusion, I start to feel this burning sensation on my arms, so I look down. Flames are LITERALLY shooting out of the AC vents, and the engine is bellowing smoke. The guy pulls up next to me, and goes "your exhaust is shooting out fireballs.....get out!!" So, I open the door of the car, run out, and I BARELY make it to the grass (probably 5-7 seconds worth of running) when my car completely blows up. I guess the fire had made it to the gas tank, and the whole car just exploded in this big ball of flames.....it was pretty cool to see, but really, really f***ing scary at the time. If that guy hadn't caught my attention when he did, or if I had hesitated for a few more seconds, I definitely would not have made it. Later on, we found out that the transmission guy had crossed a few wires, and something had bounced up into the chassis and caused a spark. Needless to say, I received a nice little settlement check from the guy.
My scariest moment had to be when I got lost at 3 AM in a suburb of Atlanta. When I was crossing a green light a Blazer ran a red light and I could not brake in time. Thankfully the truck didn't hit me, but I remember watching the truck pass millimeters in front of my car. I definitely would of been badly injured that night since the truck was going really fast (more than likely a drunk driver) and I would of rolled over a few times.
High School carwreck... We were hit by a semitruck in a hit and run incident. My friend, the driver, died instantly. I was left with broken ribs and face bones. The crash was scary, but the guilt of surviving, when you're not supposed to, is even scarier.
I've come very close to death but that wasn't the scariest moment I've had. I was doing Judo sparring with a guy that weighed about 50 lbs more than me and was a lot stronger. I threw him a couple of times with foot sweeps and he was getting frustrated that he couldn't throw me. He puts me in an illegal headlock, swings me around and lands on me. My head goes one way my body goes another and I feel this wrenching pain all along the base of my neck. My coach runs out on the mat and they tell me not to move. I can feel my extremeties tingling and am lying there in shock. An ambulance is called and they paramedics put me on a board with a head restraint and sandbags to keep me immobile. I've heard enough about this to know that my neck might be broken and I might be paralyzed. As I'm lying there in the ambulance I start to tear up thinking that this could be it and at 23 I will be a paralyzed for the rest of my life. The one thought that keeps me going is that no matter what my mom will still love me and she will care for me. They get me to the hospital and rush me into X-Ray. It turns out that my neck and spine are OK and the pain was from the muscles along the base of my neck being pulled and the tingling was from shock and adrenaline. Getting out of the hospital I was having trouble walking and felt like I was a dream after having to deal with the emotions of what just happened. As for they guy who did it to me I actually feel bad for him as I went back to Judo in a couple of months but he never did again because he couldn't deal with the guilt of possibly paralyzing me.
According to my parents my birth was like that with a very long labor and lots of bleeding. I don't remember any of it otherwise that might've been the scariest moment of my life.
Flight from New York to Houston almost crashed a few years back. Hit a really terrible air pocket and plummeted for bit, and when the plane stabilized the engines started to throttle up before the wings caught real stabilization, leading to a very audible creaking noise as the Gforces on the wings reached near breaking limits. E-Landed safely and was compensated but its the reason I hate flying now.
Glad you're alive. I hate flying for reasons like yours. Of lord...when you can't control the vehicle/airplane you're in, I hate it. I know the statistic though, you're safer in a plane than in a car.
A few years ago I had chest discomfort for about a week. I literally thought that I had or was going to have a heart attack. I was pretty scared but the discomfort stopped and I've been fine ever since.
I know right? Feeling like you're not in control is so terrible, but like every statistic...the bad one has to happen to someone...so who is to say it isnt your flight? Flying and I have had a very bad relationship over the years.
I agree. I've had spinouts in cars, wipeouts on skis and came close to drowning while surfing but I find turbulence on a plane to be scarier. It really is the feeling of not having my hands on the controls and being confined to at most being able to see out a tiny porthole window. What keeps me calm is that I think that the pilots want to live too.
Oh man, being shot at is no fun. Apparently we were caught in a gun battle between rival gangs walking home from school. As I was walking home with few friends a few guys ran past us hauling ass and we thought nothing of it until we heard shots being fired from behind us and I hit the floor and few seconds later they ran past us saying "get his ass." Later that day I went to the corner store and assume the guys ran in there thinking they were safe since there were bullet holes in the window. That was the scariest moment of my life being only 16 at the time.
