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.

Hideous first pregnancy with various bad, then better prognoses. Eventually told at 35 weeks to pray for a miracle - we didn't get one and she died.

Second child taken off to NICU - OK thank God.

Third delivery I needed to go into surgery to have my heart shocked (I was in AF).

I also saw my son (aged 3) literally fall face first into a deep rock pool and not even struggle - thank God we were there.

I'm a ball of anxiety and I make no apologies for it...

Respect to all of you. These are horrendous!
Mine was probably being sent to the headmistress in junior school.

My DS arrested aged 1 day old due to Group B Strep. I remember coming back from my assisted shower with catheter and drip and seeing him black in the cot. Midwife scooped him up and ran to NICU.
But what really scared me was 5 days later when, still in hospital, he was back with me, and I drifted off, waking to think he'd died and HITTING him repeatedly, to revive him. I thought I'd killed him with the ferocity of my blows to his little back.
He's 22 today and just found out he's got a 1st in his physics Masters.

Lots of posts re toddlers and babies who fall face down in water but don't struggle or try to turn, I never knew this was a functional inability until I read a post on another thread about this, I'll try and find it to repost here.

A few years ago we were at a family reunion in a huge house built into a steep mountainside. The big deck that opened off from the living area was about a five foot drop to the ground on one side, then about halfway along there was a retaining wall underneath, and then on the other side of the retaining wall it was a 3 story drop. It's hard to describe but if you looked over the railings on the left side of the deck, you would see grass a few feet down, if you looked over the railings on the right side of the deck, it was three stories straight down to a concrete parking area and a nice view down the mountain and across the valley.

Anyway, we had only arrived at the house a couple of hours before, and I hadn't been on the deck yet, only looked out at it from the living area - and from that perspective you couldn't see the short-drop bit. You could only see the straight drop/view down the mountain bit. My nephew yelled my name and I looked over just in time to see my ten year-old daughter hanging from the railing by her hands - before I could even react she had let go. I apparently let out a really weird, deep, guttural scream (I don't remember) and my nephew grabbed my waist when I ran over to the railing because he was afraid I would jump over myself. Even when I saw my daughter sitting safely on the grass a few feet below me there wasn't even a sense of relief, there was too much adrenaline coursing through me. I didn't even feel human. Then I was so angry at her I couldn't speak to her for a couple of hours. Her uncle and my nephew took her and her sister out for the rest of the day so I wouldn't have to look at her 😹

Threatened with a knife when working in a shop in uni (all alone(
That feeling when my 'd' father came home drunk as a kid

The day two week old ds2 started having fits. Our lovely late and much missed GP was on his way to do a social call as he had been on holiday when ds was born. GP got a call to say it was now an emergency call and not a social one. He came through the door at great speed and up the stairs to the nursery. He took one look at ds and said not to wait for an ambulance but to go now...
We lost ds1 at two hours and I was convinced we were going to lose ds2 as well. 😔
DH drove like the wind 25 miles to the hospital. Our GP had rung ahead. I grabbed ds out of the car seat and ran into the Childrens department screaming for someone to help. A doctor grabbed ds and ran down the corridor with me trying to keep up. He had to have an eeg and a lumbar puncture. He came home after three days. The doctors said he had had neonatal myclonis.. He went on to have absent seizures but he outgrew them. He is however autistic and profoundly deaf...

Christ, you are all very brave people.

Mine are a car crash where for the first time ever I experienced what it's like when time feels like it's gone into slow motion - our brakes failed, I heard DH shout "It won't stop!" and I watched us get closer and closer to the car in front and knowing there was nothing we could do. We weren't badly hurt, thank god.

Or when my mum had a full psychosis with suicidal thoughts and we had to break into her house to what we thought was going to be finding her body. She was (physically) okay, but that was the worst drive of my life.

@DontWannaBeObamasElf

Newborn sepsis. I was given a rundown of the birth and couldn't understand why so told them it was all OK. All they had said that my temperature was taken at the wrong intervals. Now I know that I had signs of infection and should have been given antibiotics to protect my daughter. Turns out I'm a strep B carrier. She's a beautiful kind little girl and I'm so lucky she's here. After the birth my heart rate dropped and I thought I was going to die, nothing compared to days and days of little to know improvement in her health.

Exactly what happened to me!

My mum has alcohol-induced psychosis and it is what it is, she's an alcoholic, she makes stuff up, I've posted about that elsewhere.

Just got off the phone to her now when she said quite matter-of-factly, "Did I imagine seeing you last week? You had a baby on your knee and you were covering its face?"
It sounds like a nothing thing compared to some of the things people have talked about on this thread but it's absolutely chilling to hear. I feel sick now.

My scariest moment was being rushed to hospital thinking I was having a stroke.
Having lumber punctures,2 MRI scans and echos
Turns out I have type 2 diabetes, sleep apnea and a brain aneurysm.
I'm really scared of the brain aneurysm as one killed my cousin.

Living with my angry parents. I felt terrified everyday until I left home at 16. Even being raped later on in life was a walk in the park compared to them.

I’m so sorry you and your son went through that. I can honestly say it was the worst experience of my life. I felt so out of control. It’s not supposed to happen and I still don’t quite understand how it did and how it could go so far.

There are two.

The first was when a company my DH was involved with was investigated by the DTI for fraudulent practices. Several of the directors (of which my husband was one) were given huge fines and banned from various professional roles for life. Some lost their homes but they were lucky not to be jailed. DH had been completely ignorant of all the double dealings and had cooperated fully with the DTI's enquiries but we didn't know if the DTI would believe him. The day after the final report DH received a signed for, private and confidential letter came for him form the DTI. He was away so I signed for it but couldn't open it. When I saw who it was from I felt myself go stone cold with fear. All the colour drained from my face and my lips went white. I didn't tell DH it had arrived because he was working and I didn't want to worry him but I was terrified he had also been fined ££££ and we would be homeless with 3 small children.

He arrived home 2 days later and opened the letter. He was as scared as I was. It was a personal letter from the director of the prosecution thanking him for his help with the enquiry and commending him for his continued honesty, professionalism, loyalty and integrity during a very difficult time. The relief that we wouldn't lose our home and that he had kept his professional reputation and good name intact and done all that without selling his former friends and colleagues down the river was immense.

Like all long-standing marriages we have our ups and downs but when I remember the fear of that investigation and the pride at how he conducted himself I realise he is worth it.

@Jenasaurus

I’m so sorry you and your son went through that. I can honestly say it was the worst experience of my life. I felt so out of control. It’s not supposed to happen and I still don’t quite understand how it did and how it could go so far.

Being pulled out to sea in a rip tide while swimming in Vietnam. I'm a strong and confident swimmer. I also know how to extract myself from rip tides (swim across the tide rather than against it) But it took a long, exhausting time to even begin to make any progress. When I finally got back to shore and went to warn the others in my party of the danger, the locals told me that two swimmers had died in the same spot a couple of days before.

Wow you all deserve so many flowers and gin!

We are all so bloody strong though!

Being caught up in a crowd crush. Initially people were laughing - more people were piling into an enclosed area and it was rowdy and good humoured. Then the need started to change- everyone starting shouting and you could feel the panic as people started being unable to stand. I can remember screaming at people that I was standing on top of someone but I literally couldn’t move off them.

Things subsided soon after and we made it out of the crowd. No one died but there were multiple broken bones.

EMCS for cord prolapse with my dd...I'd been in Labour for 12 hours and pushing for 5 hrs ,so they'd tried a forceps delivery when the cord prolapsed...can remember being wheeled along to theatre with the poor midwife with her hand up my birth canal , stopping my babies head from pressing on the cord and preventing her suffocating.
I just remember the anaesthetist asking if I had any crowns on my teeth before I was intubated
My poor husband was left alone in the corridor , not knowing if his wife and daughter were going to make it
Thankfully she survived although needed to be resuscitated at birth and needed a few days in PICU ( she was monitored for brain damage, but was ok - although does have some learning difficulties) ....
I still have flashbacks 27 years later and can't use body shop pink grapefruit soap as it brings back memories of that time ....thankfully the hospital has now been demolished

Waking up with scary heart palpitations at home a week after major leg surgery, not being able to persuade my husband that there was something seriously wrong (he through I was having a panic attack), and having to beg for my mobile to be handed over to me to call 111 as I was still immobile and couldn't reach it (should have been 999 in hindsight but they were on it in seconds).

Then lying in resus being told I had an incredibly large saddle pulmonary embolism and my heart was enlarged and struggling with the back up of blood and being asked if I wanted to be resuscitated if I was to crash.

Just remember saying "yes, I have a young daughter, I don't want to leave her motherless."

I sent my husband (at home with DD) a text with instructions and a message for DD saying goodbye, it haunts me that the message is still on my/his phone. Should probably delete it really.

Mine doesnt compare to most posts on here.

In a boat, not that far from land, in stormy weather.
Convinced me and at least some passengers were going overboard.
Spent an hour working out if other boats would be near enough to rescue us all, and how long we could survive in the water.

When my dd almost got hit by a lorry 😢, I thought she was gone. She was 9 years old. I still feel very guilty, she has Autism and she got out the front door whilst I was in another room, I still have nightmares, the sound of the lorry breaking and sounding it’s horn.

Waking up in intensive care and realising it was 4 weeks later.

Watching my dad die from lung cancer.

100% amazed by some of you and how strong you are

Mine are nothing in comparison... but very little beats the fear of driving in the dark, on a motorway full of roadworks, and realising the headlights coming for you are on YOUR side of the road, and its another car approaching you in your lane.

I was overtaking at the time, thankfully i had just enough space to move back in and the car missed me by a hairsbreadth. 1 more second and it would have been a head on 70mph collision.