In an apocalyptic scenario, would you survive long?

I think we would be ok for a bit, lots of survival skills in the family, but my pacemaker would run out of battery in about 3 yrs, so then I would just drop dead. The good thing is that my heart is virtually unstoppable for the next 3 years, so that has to be useful at some point when facing zombies 🤣

I've found my people.
Also if i ran out of coffee the zombies would be running from me....

Well I have a gate on my house so I'm pretty sure I'll be fine - zombies always seem to get stuck at gates.

If they did manage to overcome the gate though I'd last about 30 seconds because I really couldn't be arsed with the chew!

I would be fine if it was a case of holing up at home for a few weeks until the army come in. I would take all the food and bottles of water to the attic and persuade my family to join me there. We could hide in there for a few weeks just coming down to empty the toilet bucket down the toilet and similar fun tasks.

If we actually had to survive long term then forget it. Both DH and DD rely on medication. They would die within a few months.

I am fat and unfit and if I survived I would be that character in a drama that everyone wanted to be killed off as they are a bit useless. DS might be okay.

Yep. I think these discussions are for those people whose life does not routinely depend upon modern medical science. Lucky sods.

I like the idea of lopping off marauders' heads with a spade. Have a spade and a shovel. I have good firemaking skills, lots of sticks, stores of dry sticks, and also seasoned wood for the woodfire if the apocalypse occurs in winter; can cook over an open fire; have tank water I can boil to purify it and make tea; have enough teabags to last to the end of the year on hand, and have a giant bag of powdered milk... Also, have some practical first aid skills, and a first aid kit. Two year's worth of paracetemol, and backups of miscellaneous medicines. Tons of toilet paper; 2020 taught me to keep a larger stash of that. I am really keen for this apocalypse to start! At some point I will run out of ovestin, though.

I have multiple health issues requiring daily medications (one being chronic pain and fatigue). I'd be fucked after the first night of not sleeping in a bed and having to run and hide and as soon as my meds ran out I'd be doubly fucked.

If I could survive long enough to make it past when people's supplies run out then I would at least be a good source of protein for quite a few people if necessary.

A boat? By the time the dc have fallen off boat, dh revved engine hysterically, swearing profusely before realising boat is still tied up so can't move, me insisting I can guide by the stars ( the North star, easy) before realising what I think is North star is actually satellite and am guiding DH into rocks AND I forgot the go bag with the coffee it ( I though you had it, etcetera) frankly I'm not sure of our chances trapped on a boat together, never mind about zombies having even a chance to get us.

DH reckons I'm in training to become a Scouse Nan with my death stare and knitting skills. I'll outlast the lot if you. 😳

This is the bit I don't get about prepping.

All is good (assuming you want to survive in zombie land) as long as you are near your survival hub.

If the worst happens and you are miles away - what then?

You've just prepped for nothing (or are helping neighbours survive if they find your stash).

So the only real survival mode is to be at home, at all times, on alert for an event that might never happen....

Basically living a restricted life ready to potentially avoid death to actualise a really shitty life of deprivation and likely a long festering death due to lack of food/medicine etc

It's a very odd perspective on which to base you life choices on imho.

I stay in a smallish 2 bed flat, as do most of my friends here. Our plan is to take all our food up and take over the top floor with the penthouses and block off the lifts and stairs so the aliens/zombies/whatever can’t get to us. I’ll go last to slow the invaders down as I’m the most useless. They’ll probably now arrive in their alien balloon kites with the strings and land on the roof which will scupper our plans as the garage can’t be blocked off.

We talk about this a lot because the teen is a TWD fan. As a family, we think we'd survive because between us we have a lot of apocalypse skills - shooting, archery, fencing, engineering/mechanics.
DS reckons if we made it to one of the big settlements (like the ones in TWD) then I'd be on cooking duty because I'm adept at rustling up tasty meals out of whatever is lying about. He'd be on allotment duty. Dh would either be running the place or in the army/defence/guard.

Yes, he used to teach classes on how to survive a zombie/alien/miscellaneous apocalypse and pack an emergency bag, and so on. It was a fun thing he used to do when we met, but hey— if the zombies ever do invade, we’re totally ready!

And yeah, it was a joke about everyone preparing; but since we’re all having fun with it, why not?

I sometimes forget I don't own a semi-automatic rifle. But I am well set up to survive societal breakdown, loss of power, and foodstuffs, heating, etc, being unavailable. If I had to run from the zombies, that would not be good; but I can easily shelter in place for a fairly long period, six plus months at a guess, without even being a prepper. This is cheerful news!

I've thought about this quite a lot, and I reckon that as long as I could secure the cellar from zombies/marauders, we could probably survive long enough for the zombies to be dead or the marauders to have moved on. We've got quite a lot of canned/dried goods down there, plus log burner and fuel. Wine obviously. Some water but also water purification tablets, candles, solar panels so we'd at least be able to charge our phones to see if the situation had calmed down at all.

If the apocalypse happened suddenly though, whilst away from the cellar, or without enough time to secure the cellar, then no, we'd be absolutely fucked so I'd probably just aim to get bit asap.

My DH and I talk about this at length.

His plan is - he would stick with me the entire time we're holed up in the house as clearly I'd have everything covered. But the moment we have to brave it outside he says he's leaving me, the kids and the dogs - we'd just slow him down 😂

I said that's fine because while he might be quicker, he's more stupid, and wherever the safe haven was we were aiming for, he'd get lost on the way.

He said that's probably true. But he'd also be perfectly happy just hiding somewhere and looting houses, eating beans out of cans - whereas I'd make him cook them and he can't be arsed with that shit.

As I say - talked about it at length 😂

He gave classes?

no, everyone is not preparing for this. I'm prepared to exit but that's it.

I hate relying on a man, but in this instance I'd be glad to have DH in my corner. He can shoot so could defend us, he can fish so we wouldn't starve, and is so calm he can talk himself out of any difficult situation. So I'd hide behind him like a complete wuss and let him take control. Even though it'd seriously piss me off to do so. I'm a planner though, and have a larder stocked with tins, so together we'd be OK.

Depends if they want to eat us or just kill us. I reckon if it’s the first I’d be in with a small chance because I’m small and underweight and full of nasty mucus. On the other hand I’m also diabetic, deaf, shortsighted, and rubbish at breathing, so I’ve already volunteered to be the fall guy if anything happens so my friends can get away.

If it’s a War of the Worlds scenario I’ll probably kill them off if they eat me, so I guess I’d live on in everyone’s memories, which would be nice. “Remember that Coorie, she was so gross she poisoned them when they ate her.”

I have long planned for this. I plan to set up a Fuck This Shit group. You’re invited. Bring booze and snacks and we’ll binge eat and drink ourselves to death so at least if our fellow humans want to try eating us in their desperate bid to survive, we’d at least be premarinated.

I genuine couldn’t be arsed in an apocalypse. All than running, jump scares and survive crap, being robbed, not knowing who to trust. Nah. I’m calling early doors in style!

I'd be crap in a zombie apocalypse, I think I'd choose to "opt out" pretty sharpish.

Just 'surviving' instead of 'living' would be so bloody miserable. And in a world with no rules and no law, I reckon feral humans would probably be scarier than the zombies, so no thanks!

Hasn’t everyone been preparing for this already? When my now DH and I got together, he actually gave classes on this and we even had/have a solid plan in the event that zombies take over (fyi, we agreed not to let each other turn if bitten). He has a friend with an underground shelter and iodine pills, and we have an emergency bag packed.

We’re good. If it ever happens and you’re nearby, message me; and if you aren’t a zombie (or other invading life form) feel free to join us. 😁

I think I'd react in a very "Shaun of the Dead" way.

I can imagine throwing the record collection at zombies whilst DH was screaming at me me "no, for fucks sake don't throw the Billy Joel at them, give them your Abba LP's!!!"

I'd probably remember to lock the doors, do a freezer inventory (pondering just how long that frozen MN chicken will really last for) before thinking, fuck it, I might have food for weeks, but my booze stash isn't worth a damn so risk a dash to the local pub (armed with my best knives and kitchen aid bowl as head protection) for an end of the world lock in and accept the inevitable whilst scoffing (and remembering that I hate pickled eggs and pork scratchings) whilst downing a pint of gin

So I guess that gives me about 20 minutes as my village is overrun....

Reckon I'd be ok for a bit, then would piss someone off and get a knife in the back....

I reckon I'd stand a fighting chance. 🤣🤣

I've got a horse, martial art skills, two cricket bats, and I'm a nurse. And I'm from Barnsley.