What's the scariest moment of your life?

[Lonelydaisy]

Following on from a thread I read earlier..

What's the most scariest life event you've been through?

Mine would be a stroke at 25 years old.

My scariest moment is waiting for the court verdict about how much contact my abusive ex would get with DC and whether I would be allowed to move to be near my family or have to stay near him. The sense of complete lack of control and strangers deciding what is best for my DC was terrifying.

Where do I start....

@RaindropsOnRosie I'm so sorry, that is heartbreaking

10 weeks pregnant and the most horrific headaches for over a week and blood pressure almost off the scale. Got a call at 7am from the GP who had received my blood tests saying the inflammation levels were extremely worrying. Two GPs were in on the consultation and they levelled with me- a brain tumour, brain infection, bleed or something equally as nasty. I was then asked to sit in a side room (it was bad news and they didn’t want me in the waiting room) while they did the referral to send me to see neurologist. I sat googling all of the above and honestly thought I wouldn’t be around for my toddler and that would be it for my pregnancy. Got to hospital and after days of the most intense pain the headache weirdly vanished, my CRP levels were heading in the right direction and I was sent home. They thought it was some strange virus. I went on to have a healthy pregnancy and nothing like that since… weird!

I had a knife pulled on me on a deserted street in Johannesburg one Sunday morning, but it was nothing compared to being chased down Deansgate in Manchester by an aggressive beggar who wouldn't accept that I would not give him the bus fare to Gorton.

I rolled a car over on a dirt road miles from anywhere late at night once. It was over in seconds, before I really realised what had happened; the fright is much worse now, years later.

Finding my teenage son dead in his bed was pretty grim but at the time I just went into "work the problem" mode. For actual scariness being stopped at gunpoint by anti-terrorism officers of the Met was pretty bad - when told to show my hands I had to work through not pulling them out so fast it looked like a threat and not so slowly that it looked like non-compliance.

Being diagnosed with cancer
A couple of near misses on the motorway
Worst of all being called to the hospital where my mum was dying. It was a small hospital, the main entrance was locked and I couldn’t find a door for ages. When I did get in I couldn’t find the ward. I arrived at her bedside 5 minutes too late.

Being woken at 2am by my friend who shouted “ Tornados coming”..
We had to run through her front lawn to the shelter. Standing in the shelter listening to wind and banging. My friend and I were holding hands and I remember her praying out loud. The tornado missed her house but totally flattened two other houses on her road.

Hearing a voice in my head say “ Get the baby!” I had put him down for a nap and was taking a bath. He managed to turn over for the first time and was face down on a blanket. He was blue and unresponsive. Fortunately, medical help arrived quickly and sorted him out.

Knowing in my heart what the black, itchy mole on my back was but actually hearing my physician say “ Your biopsy confirmed metastatic melanoma” . Fortunately, my lymph node biopsy was clear. All I could think was “ I have a 13 year old. I need more time with her”.

My heart goes out to everyone here who has experienced something terrible in their lives💐

Getting a call from the police telling me I needed to go to the school and then finding out that my daughter had been abused by a member of my family.
Even though I felt my world had come crashing down, I made a series of decisions/actions in those moments which turned out to be good ones and I am grateful every day that I acted the way I did.
I didn't question or try and interrogate her. I just demanded that they brought her to me (we'd been kept separate while they told me) and we hugged and hugged and I told her that whatever happens from now on, I'll be there supporting her and we'd get through it.
Inside, I was a bloody mess and I've never felt so scared and mixed up in my life. My head felt like it was going to explode and I remember not being able to eat for days.
8 years on, we're all in great shape and she's turned into a confident and successful young woman but I will never, ever forget those initial moments.
It was like my heart had fallen off a cliff.

I had a huge PPH after delivering my son and was rushed to theatre. Thankfully, I was ok. But the moment they slid me over to the theatre bed was terrifying.

Pregnant with DD and my appendix ruptured. That was terrifying as they warned me she could be stillborn.

Heavily pregnant with DD, DS dropped my hand and ran off. A van drove and nearly ran him over as he ran into the road, I screamed. The van driver stopped got out to check I was ok and gave DS a good talking to. How I didn't deliver DD that moment I have no idea.

Having a bit of meat stuck in my throat, utterly unable to breath, crawling to my DH, who said, "Stop fooling around," and went back to watching the TV. I finally managed to get up and slam my back into a door frame a few times and dislodge it. The whole time, I was thinking, "This CANNOT be the way I die! It just can't!" but being certain that I would.

JustCallMeBubblesDahling so sorry for your loss - I posted about my loss further up the thread. I too had polyhydramnios due to our baby having a Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia and spent my pregnancy researching solutions. I know what you mean about your waters going and was alone too (husband had gone to find a vase!) the waters just kept coming. So sorry that neither of us had a happy outcome

When my DH with bipolar disorder discharged himself from a mental hospital against medical advice and I had no idea where he was for hours. He was in the grip of suicidal ideation and I was terrified I was going to get a knock on the door from the police with bad news at any moment.

Second scariest was running for the last train home after staying at a friend's and finding it full of drunken football fans (it was only two or three carriages and all seats were taken so nowhere to get away from them). They started 'bantering' about dragging me into the toilet with them and I was honestly terrified I was about to get raped. Thankfully a brick shithouse of a man a little way up the carriage said mildly "that's enough lads, eh?" and then offered me his seat.

@Mamanyt

Having a bit of meat stuck in my throat, utterly unable to breath, crawling to my DH, who said, "Stop fooling around," and went back to watching the TV. I finally managed to get up and slam my back into a door frame a few times and dislodge it. The whole time, I was thinking, "This CANNOT be the way I die! It just can't!" but being certain that I would.

Please say you are not still with him?

My heart goes out to all you incredibly brave people. It's amazing what you can actually deal with without realising. I've had a few scary moments, but nothing like any of these

Ladies thank you for sharing, this thread has made me realise how utterly blessed I am.

Mine was a would-be robber breaking into the house when I was there and being told I had stage 4 cancer.

Suffering with severe PND after DD was born. I knew something was very, very wrong even before I left the hospital with her. I felt like I was falling down a black, bottomless pit of despair and it was absolutely terrifying.

Fast forward 10 years. Had been totally recovered and very happy for a very long time. Then one day woke up to find the PND was back. But this time it was 1000 times worse. Engulfing despair. Crippling anxiety. Suicidal ideation. For absolutely no reason whatsoever. I was beyond terrified because I knew I would only be able to stand it for so long, because it was that horrific. GPs were useless. Crisis team couldn't understand what was happening to me. I saw a psychiatrist who was absolutely baffled. Nothing was working and I knew I was running out of time.

Turns out I had crashed into the menopause and had virtually zero estrogen left. I am massively intolerant to progesterone (hence a lifetime of PMS and my PND) so I need estrogen as much as the air that I breath. The hormonal lack of it was absolutely devastating - people don't understand how dangerous it can be for people like me.

Thank God I found the best menopause specialist in the UK. He diagnosed me immediately, treated me with high dosage estrogen and saved my life. I know he saved my life.

@longtompot Thank you, no I am not. That pretty much put paid to that marriage, although I stuck it out for another year before leaving. I knew it was over, that he never noticed something that urgent!

Being told my 4 yr old might have cancer at 3am.

I couldn’t get hold of anyone and had to not break down for 12 hrs.

Though even though it’s the scariest thing. I count myself truly truly lucky. It was negative. However that fear will live with me for years. But I’ve also realised how truly blessed I was/am. Some parents aren’t as lucky as me.

Forgot to say, that I was diagnosed with early stage breast cancer last year (treated and now fully recovered). But, honestly, that was a walk in the park compared to what I went through with my hormones. I'd take cancer over hormonal deficiency any day.

When I was violently assaulted (I don't want to go into details as it is upsetting) - but I literally froze with fright.

I couldn't move, I couldn't scream and I could barely breathe. Even thinking of it now has caused my chest and throat to constrict.

It was terrifying.

Lost my 3 year old near open water.
Only 5 minutes maybe a little longer but it was unforgettable.

Bridezillamaybe

I was attacked walking from a friends back to my place, total distance of the walk was a few hundred yards. He told me not to be afraid, that he was "only" going to have sex with me, and then I could go on my way. The most afraid I was actually afterwards. Was I pregnant (I was not on the pill)? Did I have aids (it was the 80s and it was a death sentence at the time)? It was the wait, tension and the uncertainty for both that were more scary than the actual rape (but of course I had all the follow on problems).

I've got 3 that come to mind,

My first was my first ever epileptic seizure, I was at work (in hospital) and I could hear all my colleagues working on me and heard them say 'we need to intubate' and then I woke up in itu. I was so scared but more so because I could hear everything but no see or move.

My second was when I was on holiday for my wedding, noticing and pulling a child out of the pool who had drowned and having to work on them whilst the mum was screaming in such heartbreaking pain. All my training kicked in but i was so scared and still after 4 years have flashbacks and unfortunately the child didnt make it.

My third was when I was in hospital on bed rest and monitoring 33 weeks pregnant with my dd. The heart rate just dropped to about 20 and I shouted for help and all of sudden it went crazy and my husband wasn't there as it was covid and I was honestly so scared.

I won't go in to details as it could be outing, but an incident at work where a baby stopped breathing. I genuinely thought she was dead. I still have nightmares about it now.

DD being rushed to SCBU when she was born, then being told that they were preparing an ambulance to transfer her to a specialist hospital and that neither of us could go with her or see her before she left. Somehow, despite being completely terrified, my instinct told me she would be okay and thankfully I was right.