What was the scariest experience of your life?

[Mavin1]

Wow, I lead a boring life.

I can send you a snake or lizard, depending on the level of fearful excitement you are seeking.

Just pop me a pm with your mailing address and I will get one or both right out to you.

 

[kauphy]

I can send you a snake or lizard, depending on the level of fearful excitement you are seeking.

Just pop me a pm with your mailing address and I will get one or both right out to you.

or i can send a whole lot of nightcrawlers taste so good when you fry them up.

mmmmm-mmmmm good

very good thread

oh and by the way here is a little update about my son.

they still have not gotten the guys who pulled the gun on him and the man who got his car stolden but he did get his car back.

p.s it did make the paper but they got the story wrong does,nt shock me tho.

 

[chayton]

Ray's nephews were in a coffee shop with some friends last year after school, they were sitting by the window and they saw some commotion across the parking lot. And older couple were getting into their car and some guy just walked up and started stabbing the man. The lady screamed and all these kids jumped up and ran out there - the guy who was doing the stabbing took off and a couple of them watched to see which way he went and the others called the cops and stayed with the couple.

It was a really sad story, it turned out that it was the anniversary of the couple and they'd just come from their anniversary lunch and the husband ended up dying on the way to the hospital. The guy who stabbed him was just some junkie who did it for no real reason. The kids were really shook up at having witnessed something like that, it was like 3 in the afternoon and right outside a busy strip mall - not far from Ray's store too.

Or imagine the people who were on the greyhound bus when the guy went wacko and hacked that kid's head off. Personally I'd rather sit in a bathtub full of tarantulas than have to witness something like that.

 

[Brooklyn]

That's horrible . I wouldn't want to witness things like that either...

My other scary story has to do with my 2 year old Brooklyn. She was running a fever one night, and most of that day. I had given her Tylenol and Ibuprofen, but nothing seemed to help. I called her Dr. who said to just wipe her down with a cold rag and continue with the medication. So that's what I did.

She was sooo tired, so I put her in her crib and she went to sleep. About an hour later something told me to go check on her, and she was wrapped up in this fleece blanket that one of the other kids must have thrown in the crib.

I got her out of the crib, unwrapped her and immediately gave her some more meds, she was burning up. The hottest I have ever felt a kid get in my life. I couldn't find the thermometer, my husband was looking for it, and about 15 minutes go by and she is not cooling down, then all of a sudden she layed down on the bed and had a seizure. I didn't know what the hell was going on, I called 911 who took 25 minutes to get here, and when they finally did her temp was 107 . She had a febrile seizure because of her high temp.

We get the the emergency room, and the Dr. comes over and does absolutely NOTHING. Sent me home, told me to give her meds and see her PC Doc. WTF? I was so pissed, but what could I do?

She has had a few seizures since then, everytime is just so scary to me, I know that there are kids that have seizures all the time, but it still is reallly scary to watch your child go through that.

She is getting a full medical workup done on the 3rd of January, so fingers crossed that everything is fine.

 

[Mavin1]

Ray's nephews were in a coffee shop with some friends last year after school, they were sitting by the window and they saw some commotion across the parking lot. And older couple were getting into their car and some guy just walked up and started stabbing the man. The lady screamed and all these kids jumped up and ran out there - the guy who was doing the stabbing took off and a couple of them watched to see which way he went and the others called the cops and stayed with the couple.

It was a really sad story, it turned out that it was the anniversary of the couple and they'd just come from their anniversary lunch and the husband ended up dying on the way to the hospital. The guy who stabbed him was just some junkie who did it for no real reason. The kids were really shook up at having witnessed something like that, it was like 3 in the afternoon and right outside a busy strip mall - not far from Ray's store too.

Or imagine the people who were on the greyhound bus when the guy went wacko and hacked that kid's head off. Personally I'd rather sit in a bathtub full of tarantulas than have to witness something like that.

I agree Chayton, I would rather experience anything other than seeing someone being attacked like that.

It's strange how we react when it's something that happens to us, or our loved ones, but for many people reacting when you are witness to something happening to someone else can be so different.

What does ones mind do, want to go over and rescue the victim or does fear keep them from it. It's a good thing that so many ran out to the commotion, thus stopping the attacker from maybe killing the wife as well, but what a sad ending just the same and for children to have to witness such a thing.

I often think of what I would do if I were in a situation where my response could possibly save another persons life and I have made up my mind to not let fear hold me back from reacting and try to do something.

But then living in a small mining town where not much happens, that's easy to think of taking action. I wonder so often if I were in a position of rescuing someone, would I be able to? I would hope that I would.

Last summer we had a bunch of teenagers that roamed the neighborhood at night, causing mischeif and such. Behind and across the street from me is a graveyard, they really like to go there and act out.

One night they were in the dark part of the graveyard throwing rocks at our fence and house, previously they had thrown a rock through my friends car window, well this angered me and I couldn't see exactly where they were, so I hoped over my wall, picked up some rocks and started throwing them back into the dark part of the graveyard.

Here I am, 54, a woman, that throws like a girl, chucking rocks back at the teens, must have been a weird site for them. After that, it was quiet and I heard no more from them. They hadn't done that again since.

So maybe I coud be bold enough to intervene if someone was in need of help or rescue.


Mommymachine, your little girl is in my prayers.

 

[jstrike]

Wow. This is a great thread. I was just reading

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about a woman with brain damage who has no sense of fear. Thinking about it, I realized that when something affects me personally, like the times I've been mugged, my natural instinct is to get angry, not scared. It's put me in some situations that I've been actually lucky to live through. Once I was staying at a youth hostel in Portland and someone broke in my car and stole my guitar, which was one of the few things I owned. I was standing in the underground parking lot clutching this heavy wooden policeman's nightstick that was a gift from my weird dad, when up on the sidewalk through a ventilation crack I saw a pair of feet walk by with the bottom of my guitar case. Without thinking at all, I ran up there and assaulted the guy -- didn't have to actually crack his head. He said he just bought it off a junkie for $15. What a joke.. So I marched him around downtown Portland with the nightstick in between us until he showed me where he'd bought it, but the guy was long gone. At one point we passed a couple of beefy dudes who he said hi to. I banged him on the knee with the stick and told him to smile. I have no idea where that came from. I should mention that I'm 5'6" and weigh 130 pounds. And I don't work out. But I got my guitar back.

Another time, I was sitting outside a Starbucks in South Pasadena, working on my laptop, when two shaved-headed East LA thugs burst out of the store, one grabbed my laptop off the table in front of me, and they ran like hell down the street. I was talking on the phone at the time. I threw down the phone and chased them. Got to the corner, residential neighborhood, they turned it and there was an SUV there with two more cholos waiting to take off.

I chased them all the way to the car and stuck my fingers in the door as they were trying to close it. They were yelling and I was yelling. I told them I'd give them $2000 if they drove me to an ATM, because I needed the work that was on that laptop. They were actually debating it, when I grabbed the laptop out of the hands of the guy in the seat who was holding it, and started running. They all jumped out and started chasing me. The one that was the closest he kept trying to trip me while I was running. They gave up when I made it back to the front of the Starbucks.

The only time I've ever been really scared to the point of sheer terror was when my girlfriend and I were living in South America. She went to the gym and about 15 minutes later I got a phone call with a guy screaming at me in Spanish that she was in the trunk of his car, described her clothes, said he was going to "put a fucking .45 in her head" if I didn't follow his instructions. I spent the next two hours being told to run from one ATM to another, withdraw money, put it in plastic bags, and throw it off my apartment balcony. They got my laptop, too. The whole time, he was saying if I hung up the phone, he would kill her. Finally when I was broke, he hung up on me. She didn't come back. I thought the connection had been lost, they thought I'd hung up, and they killed her. I waited an hour. It was the worst hour of my entire life. I don't remember ever shaking or crying like I did then, before or since. I was out of control. Finally I pulled myself together and I left to find the embassy. As I'm walking out the front door, she comes up the street in her gym clothes, like nothing happened. And actually, nothing had happened. They'd just been watching her routine, and they faked the whole thing when they knew she'd be gone to the gym for a few hours. I grabbed her and threw her in the apartment, slammed down the shutters, drank half a bottle of vodka (no joke) in a single swig, didn't feel at all drunk, and we were on a plane out of the country 24 hours later.

 

[nisosbar]

30,000 feet over the Caribbean and the plane lost all power.

 

[just play]

I can send you a snake or lizard, depending on the level of fearful excitement you are seeking.

Just pop me a pm with your mailing address and I will get one or both right out to you.

Don't think a lizard would scare me...but a snake would!!! I am scared of garter snakes...lmao

 

[chayton]

The only time I've ever been really scared to the point of sheer terror was when my girlfriend and I were living in South America. She went to the gym and about 15 minutes later I got a phone call with a guy screaming at me in Spanish that she was in the trunk of his car, described her clothes, said he was going to "put a fucking .45 in her head" if I didn't follow his instructions. I spent the next two hours being told to run from one ATM to another, withdraw money, put it in plastic bags, and throw it off my apartment balcony. They got my laptop, too. The whole time, he was saying if I hung up the phone, he would kill her. Finally when I was broke, he hung up on me. She didn't come back. I thought the connection had been lost, they thought I'd hung up, and they killed her. I waited an hour. It was the worst hour of my entire life. I don't remember ever shaking or crying like I did then, before or since. I was out of control. Finally I pulled myself together and I left to find the embassy. As I'm walking out the front door, she comes up the street in her gym clothes, like nothing happened. And actually, nothing had happened. They'd just been watching her routine, and they faked the whole thing when they knew she'd be gone to the gym for a few hours. I grabbed her and threw her in the apartment, slammed down the shutters, drank half a bottle of vodka (no joke) in a single swig, didn't feel at all drunk, and we were on a plane out of the country 24 hours later.

OMG - I've heard of stuff like that. A lady that my mom knows went to Mexico on her honeymoon, they checked into the hotel and went to the hotel bar. The husband was being flirted with by some little chiquita in the bar and enjoying it too much, so she got pissed off and stormed out. A couple hours later he hadn't appeared so she went looking for him. She went into the bar and the girl was there with a couple of guys but the husband wasn't there. She went up to the people and asked where he was and they said, "Give us $25,000 and we'll tell you." She went to call the cops but the hotel people wouldn't let her, they called in their hotel security to look for him. Unfortunately in their case it wasn't fake, they found his body in some bushes under the balcony of their (4th floor) hotel room. They tried calling it a suicide until someone pointed out that his wrists were taped together and his wallet with all their traveller's checks and CCs was missing.

The girl and the two guys in the bar may or may not have had anything to do with his death, but he was already dead when they tried to extort money from her. Last I heard there were no arrests. Some honeymoon.

I'm glad your story turned out better....makes me never want to leave the safety of my house though!

 

[chayton]

30,000 feet over the Caribbean and the plane lost all power.

yikes!

 

[davey]

As some of the posters have said earlier the scariest thing is when it happens to one of your children. All of us would take a bullet for our kids so it stands to reason that we not only 'hate it when they hurt' but fear outliving them.

Because others here have been so honest I have to recall an almost tragic event that happened to my now 21 year old when he was five years old.
(I've been 16 years trying to forget)

In Australia we have lots of flies and mosquitos so most houses have fly screens fitted to the windows, so they can be left open to let in air but stop the bugs.

The problem is in older style houses these screens are very easily pushed out but give a false sense to adults and kids that they are somehow a safety barrier.

Both my kids (aged 5 and 3)were playing in the second story bedroon of a previous house and my wife was just metres away in the kitchen. Aparently (from what we could work out) my son ended up sitting on the window sill with his back to the fly screen. Somehow he learned back and went straight through the screen and fell about 4 1/2 metres with the back of his head hitting the concrete path.

My wife heard my daughter cry out and found our son lying unconscious on the path.

I was an hour away working so my poor wife who had great help from neighbours had to organise ambulances etc. Luckily she worked for one of the areas top brain specialist and she called him at home and he raced into the hospital even though he was not on call. A compound fracture of the skull was the end result.

The doctor had him stabilised and the air ambulance was called and they flew him to the Childrens Hospital in Sydney all the while still in a coma.
Before he left the Doctor took scans and said there was two scenarios. If he bled into the brain he would either die or have severe brain injury or if it bled 'outwoods' he might be ok.

There was only room for my wife and son on the plane so I had to drive the 7 hour trip to Sydney. I never should have been allowed as I was in so much shock and drove like a crazy man. However I made it without incident (not even a ticket) and raced into the hospital for a report.
He was in a coma for 2 more days but even so his vital signs were good.

Finally he awoke and started crying, calling out for his mum and trying to pull some of the many tubes that were attached to his body. My wife and I both started crying with relief and two weeks later they flew him back home. It was a few weeks before he could walk properly and the Doctors said he still may be brain damaged.

Luckily that wasn't the case and my son has just completed his second year of Software Engineering and in both years has achieved four high distinctions.

Thank God

 

[nisosbar]

OMG - I've heard of stuff like that. A lady that my mom knows went to Mexico on her honeymoon, they checked into the hotel and went to the hotel bar. The husband was being flirted with by some little chiquita in the bar and enjoying it too much, so she got pissed off and stormed out. A couple hours later he hadn't appeared so she went looking for him. She went into the bar and the girl was there with a couple of guys but the husband wasn't there. She went up to the people and asked where he was and they said, "Give us $25,000 and we'll tell you." She went to call the cops but the hotel people wouldn't let her, they called in their hotel security to look for him. Unfortunately in their case it wasn't fake, they found his body in some bushes under the balcony of their (4th floor) hotel room. They tried calling it a suicide until someone pointed out that his wrists were taped together and his wallet with all their traveller's checks and CCs was missing.

You have to be so careful in some of these places. On that same trip where the plane lost power (it kicked back in after 10 seconds, lol, but we were all shitting bricks), while in South America, I was told that the business-class hotels bar locals from entrance without being accompanied by a guest, which is quite a shock considering some business hotels in the US - their bars or restaurants - are completely open to the public. Same standard operating procedure for business hotels in parts of Africa.

 

[kauphy]

That's horrible . I wouldn't want to witness things like that either...

My other scary story has to do with my 2 year old Brooklyn. She was running a fever one night, and most of that day. I had given her Tylenol and Ibuprofen, but nothing seemed to help. I called her Dr. who said to just wipe her down with a cold rag and continue with the medication. So that's what I did.

She was sooo tired, so I put her in her crib and she went to sleep. About an hour later something told me to go check on her, and she was wrapped up in this fleece blanket that one of the other kids must have thrown in the crib.

I got her out of the crib, unwrapped her and immediately gave her some more meds, she was burning up. The hottest I have ever felt a kid get in my life. I couldn't find the thermometer, my husband was looking for it, and about 15 minutes go by and she is not cooling down, then all of a sudden she layed down on the bed and had a seizure. I didn't know what the hell was going on, I called 911 who took 25 minutes to get here, and when they finally did her temp was 107 . She had a febrile seizure because of her high temp.

We get the the emergency room, and the Dr. comes over and does absolutely NOTHING. Sent me home, told me to give her meds and see her PC Doc. WTF? I was so pissed, but what could I do?

She has had a few seizures since then, everytime is just so scary to me, I know that there are kids that have seizures all the time, but it still is reallly scary to watch your child go through that.

She is getting a full medical workup done on the 3rd of January, so fingers crossed that everything is fine.

i,m so sorrie that happened to you.

i know how you feel it so sceary to watch your baby have one of those.

my now 5 years old(boy i,m getting old at least thats what my older kids keep telling me lol)when she was a little over a year old she got a really high fever one night and we had no idea why caz all that day she was fine.

i gave her some tylenol but i guess i did,nt give her enough when their that old the bottle says to ask the doc and it was late at night so i could,nt call.

we layed her down and was in the room with her about 15 mins after we layed her down her sister ally checked on her and she screamed .

i was sitting at my computer and i jumped up and said whats wrong the frist thing that came to mind was that she was not breathing(after what happened to my son i have a thing about the breathing part i fig if they r still breathing no matter what eles is wrong they can be saved)

ally gave shyann to me and she was as hard as a board and just staring at me

and i could see the fear in her eyes.

i yelled at my husband to call 911 and i ran down the hall and gave shy to him

so i could get my keys.

my kids where talking to 911 when i said forget it get in the car.

my husband was holding shy and i was driveing and cry all at the sametime i kept asking is she breathing oh god please keep her breathing.

when i felt a tiny little hand on my arm and i looked over and shy had foam all over her mouth but she had put her hand on my arm caz she heard me crying.

ran every stop light in our town.

they kept her over night but never could tell us why she had one or why she had been running the fever.

and i was told by her doc who is great not to ever run all the lights again just wait for help to come i don,t know how he found out i did that.

and since that she has never ever had anoughter one but i still get kind of nearvos when she runs a high fever.

anyone who has kids knows that is the number one reason our hair goes gray

not caz of age but caz of being parents. lol


p.s mm i hope everything is fine with her please p.m me and let me know how its goes?

10 to 1 it was just caz she had a high fever. but please let me know.

 

[chayton]

oh man I just reread this thread and you guys are giving me nightmares.

@Davey....scary instance with your son, and I'm glad it worked out. Sounds like that crack on the head made him pretty smart though! Maybe I'll try thumping my next stupid client on the head and see if it helps.

@MommyMachine - hope your daughter gets a clean bill of health. It may be something (hopefully) that she'll never experience again. The chances are good that it was a febrile seizure and not a precursor to anything like epilepsy. But it's best to have her checked out completely.

 

[chayton]

You have to be so careful in some of these places. On that same trip where the plane lost power (it kicked back in after 10 seconds, lol, but we were all shitting bricks), while in South America, I was told that the business-class hotels bar locals from entrance without being accompanied by a guest, which is quite a shock considering some business hotels in the US - their bars or restaurants - are completely open to the public. Same standard operating procedure for business hotels in parts of Africa.

I was told when I went to Tijuana not to accept any food or drink from anyone who approached me on the street, and once I was researching going to Turkey and I was told the same thing.

But it's not really safe anywhere, I met up with this old fellow that used to come into a store where I worked. He was telling me that he and his wife went for a vacation to someplace in Florida. They checked into the hotel and about 8 in the evening they decided to go out for a walk, and the hotel clerk stopped them and said, "Oh no, you can't go for a walk outside! It's not safe!"

lol, although maybe he just did that to scare them so they had to spend all their time (and money) at his hotel.

 

[Brooklyn]

She is my angel, and thank you to everyone for your kind words.

When stuff happens like this, it brings something out in us that we didn't know we had sometimes. Crazy stuff.

 

[LaurieJim]

This is really hard for me but I wanted to share, its just now helping me to talk about this.

When they took Jim to the ER in Oct, I was told he would be home in 3 hours, just a bad muscle sprain and some chest pain, he suffered from treatable Angina and all his Vitals were great.

We waited for 3 hours, Jim was sitting in the bed, telling my daughters to go, everything was fine, they started giving him things for pain and that when my scariest moment started.

Jim was telling me how much he loved me and wished they would hurry up as he wanted to get back home and then he went into shock, he held out his arms to me and the girls and fell back onto the bed, we were ushered out but stayed in the background as I could see the monitor still where he flatlined.

I dropped to my knees begging for him to live and made my way in there still begging him not to leave me as they were doing chest compressions on him, they had us go to what they call the family room and the nurse came in and said they had a faint heartbeat, the Doctor finally told us that they had lost the beat and that they had done all they could and he was sorry but Jim had expired.

We were allowed to go into the room where we held him and I took his wedding band off and held onto it for dear life, he still had his house shoes one, I took them off and kissed the bottom of his feet as I worshiped the ground he walked on.

That was the scariest experience I have ever been thru and hope to God no one else has to see a loved one die in pain.

Thanks for letting me get this out of my system, it helped just to post about it.


Laurie

 

[chayton]

ah Laurie....hang in there girl. ((hug))

At least you can take comfort from the fact that you were with him, and one of his last memories from this earth is being surrounded by his loving family. I only hope that I'm so lucky when it's my turn.

 

[Mavin1]

This is a great thread, thank you Chayton for starting it.

Don't think a lizard would scare me...but a snake would!!! I am scared of garter snakes...lmao

Okay, I will send you a garter snake, maybe, but the anticipation of wondering if it is a garter snake will give you a buzz of fearful excitement.

A few months ago my cat was playing with this gorgeous snake, banded black, white, red, white, then black again. I didn't want it killed so I took it from the cat and put it in a container to take somewhere else that would be safe for it.

The hubby looked it up on the internet, because we thought it was a King snake, non venomous, turned out to be an Arizona Coral snake, venomous, thank goodness the head was so small and it didn't bite my cat. But I drove it to the foothills of the mountains and turned it loose.

 

[Brooklyn]

Laurie, hang in there, you have many people here that love you dearly. I can imagine how hard this is for you still, so if you ever need anything you know you can call on me, and I will be here for you.

 

[kauphy]

laurie we love you hang tight GOD is with you

 

[jetset]

That was a very moving post, Laurie, and one which I am sure will resonate with all of us, because we all have people we love very deeply, and we can all relate to your terrifying and tragic experience and how we would feel under similar circumstances.

It must have been awful, and your post naturally evokes strong feelings of sympathy and support from all of us.

I am truly sorry for your loss.

One just has to keep on going, and hopefully your family is rallying around you to help with the the pain.

 

[missmichelle]

Laurie,

I read your post earlier and I couldn't respond at the time. (Really touched me) I can't imagine how rough this must be for you. You are in my thoughts and prayers.

Michelle

 

[chayton]

A few months ago my cat was playing with this gorgeous snake

Isn't it interesting that the animals with the deadliest poison are really colorful and pretty? Like those little poisonous frogs (do a Google image search on "poisonous frogs" and you'll see) or those beautiful box jellyfish. I saw on Discovery channel a show about deadly animals and most of them were really bright colors - it's supposed to warn other animals away.

Cool, while I was looking for a photo of a poisonous frog to post, I found

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. A snail? Really? I'd have picked the little booger up to look at it closer.

And check out the description on the Brazilian Wandering Spider - "Its venomous bite causes not only intense pain, the venom of the spider can also cause priapism – uncomfortable erections lasting for many hours that lead to impotence."

 

[Brooklyn]

Wow. The blue-ring octopus is beautiful. I love all underwater things, they are amazing to me. Scary though.

That frog is cool looking too. There are some poisonous frogs over here at the prison my hubby works at. They are very tiny, but dangerous. He wanted to catch one...ugh.

A couple of months ago, him and his brother decided it would be a good idea to go look for snakes..They brought home a baby sidewinder . I made them go set it free, the last thing I need is another mouth to feed.