Not on par with a lot here,
But when two police officers knocked on our door at 2am to say DS had been hit by a car outside his flat.
They'd taken him to XYZ hospital, when I questioned why not the hospital closest to him. It was because he'd sustained a serious head injury.
When I asked if he was alive, they said
"He's breathing and that's all we know".
My husband went to pieces, a calm came over me that I cannot describe. I drove us to the hospital and then i just lost it and the hospital door. The truly lovely nurse who held my hand and explained what was happening was wonderful. She took me to the paramedics that brought him in as they had waited to talk to us.
He walked out that evening, with a broken collar bone, a chopped tooth and swollen head.
The first police officer (who was actually on the scene getting a sandwich in the garage opposite) called the next day. He could not believe that DS walked away. He'd broken the windscreen on the car. gone straight over the top of the car. With our permission he asked to ring the driver involved, who was beside himself and tell him the fabulous news.