Here is mine:
When I was around 14 or 15, I babysat for a family relative. They owned a prominant company in our small town. One day, the little girls mom told me that they didn't need me to watch the 9 year old anymore and it was only 2 weeks into summer break. I thought maybe it was because I turned on MTV during the day, but she never gave me a reason.
Well, they started to not even call me for date nights.
Come to find out a couple years later I heard that they were getting MOB threats. That was the reason for the high tech security system that they kept showing me how to use. The dad almost got knocked off - he was chased through the woods and shot at but managed to get away and hide. It was some sort of investment scheme they got into - thinking it was a good thing. 2 people ended up dead. There are really terrifying stories about these people but they never found any bodies.
One of the girls I went to high school with - her parents were involved. This is crap you read about in books.
I was lucky. They pulled me out of a situtation that could have been terrible and I had no idea about it at the time. It gives me the freaking creeps to think about it now.
So...tell me your stories....
Re: Scariest thing that has happened to you so far in life
The scariest is absolutely 9/11. I lived 3 blocks from the World Trade Center and was student teaching, also right near there. The towers got hit while I was at student teaching and then they abuprtly dismissed us to go home. They kept saying, go north, go home. Well, home for me (my apt) was south--closer to the towers.
I went home and watched the towers fall. My bedroom window faced the towers.
Long story short, I was then evacuated from my apartment and was displaced for about a month. (I went to NYU.) Luckily my family lives in NJ so I was able to go home but it took me until 10pm that night to get to Hoboken and meet my dad, who had to bribe a police officer to let him drive close enough to the Hudson to find me.
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Wow, that would be scary and something that I am sure you will someday share with your DD. That would be a moment that most history books will never be able to capture!
DS - 5/2010
DD - 6-2013
TTC #3 - Cycle #9
Yikes!
The scariest thing that happened to me was Luke's birth (the way it happened). To make it as short as possible I ruptured in the middle of pushing. We were rushed to the OR and in the process a nurse pushed his head back in (that is how far I had gotten). Once we got to the OR my OB gave it to me straight that the baby had been oxygen deprived for 10+ mins and couldn't wait for the anesthesiologist to arrive (my epi never worked). So I made the choice to go ahead with the c-section un-medicated. I felt everything and right before the got him out the anesthesiologist arrived and knocked me out with gen. anesthesia.
When I woke up Luke was very sick and they had me sign off on some experimental treatments. He was in the NICU for 6 days under induced hypothermia to help restore brain function. That was so much scarier than anything, watching your baby suffer and not being able to help.
On to a happier note he is now a completely healthy, happy two year old:)
OMG...I wouldn't have been able to do it! You are such a strong mommy! After that with my first I would imagine having #2 would have been hard!
DS - 5/2010
DD - 6-2013
TTC #3 - Cycle #9
Memory is a funny thing
I don't really remember the pain of the c-section...I do remember the horrifying stay in the NICU. That was my biggest fear with #2. But I still wanted two close in age so I went for it and hoped for the best.
Edit: It posted before I was finished typing.
Edit: Everyone's stories are terrifying!! I'm trying to think of something...
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I'm gonna C&P cuz I posted this last week, but it was definitely one of the scariest moments in my life:
When I was in the Dominican Republic I went to a Voodoo ceremony and gambled with locals... then someone pointed out that the guy I was playing with (he was handing me his money and having me pick numbers to bet on - I wasn't betting against him) had a gun tucked in his pants and I politely excused myself and left. On our drive home, we saw the same guy laying in the middle of a deserted road, having just been shot. One of my friends instinctively jumped out of the car to help the guy, but everyone in the car screamed for him to jump back in because it was possible that it was a setup to rob us. We were all really shaken up, and we had to reluctantly drive away and leave him in the road (no cell service or police - we were literally in the middle of nowhere).
Here's a picture of me gambling (the guy in the orange shirt next to me is the one with the gun who got shot):
And here's a close-up of the gun tucked in the guy's pants (sorta hard to see):
Mine is similar to the PP. I did not have an easy delivery with DD. I was in active labor and pushing for 3.5 hours. The doc had the OR set up and ready to go for a C-section ad gave me two more pushes to get her out. We ended up being able to do it, but DD was so traumatized from being in the birth canal for so long that she didn't breathe for 2 or 3 minutes after being delivered. She was completely limp and unresponsive. She was pink and had a good heartbeat though.
They had her across the room with five or six people standing around her giving her oxygen with the ball mask thing while the nurses and doctor were trying to get me to deliver the placenta. DH was over with DD and I kept asking him if she was ok. He kept nodding at me, but was crying a bit, so I knew it wasn't completely ok. After the longest 2 or 3 minutes of my life I finally heard the beginnings that precious cry we all pray to hear.
I was so exhausted and frantic that once I knew DD was ok, I fainted (very embarrassing, but true). I didn't get to hold DD until the doctor cleared me and our friends and family got to see her before I ever got to. Thank God there were no lasting effects with DD and she is perfectly happy and healthy, but that was for sure the scariest thing I've ever been through.
*Edited to add paragraphs and fix spelling.
Well I can't think of anything scary like pp's have said, but I do remember something that scared the sh*t out of me when I was little. I was at a sleepover and the girl were into telling scary stories and playing "scary" games and one of them decided we should make someone levitate. They learned how to do it with chants and placement of people from somewhere. I wouldn't have any part of it so I stood back and watched. They all stood on each side of the girl who laid on the table, and they placed their hands under her body and chanted something repeatedly. All of a sudden she actually levitated.... I don't know if my fear messed with my eyes but from what I saw she seriously levitated - nothing touching her. I screamed and begged them to do something else like watch a funny movie or something.
The rest of the night I was sick to my stomach (I had terrible stomach problems when I was little where I'd get sick if I was scared/nervous/excited...it was ridiculous) because I was so freaked out by what just happened. haha!
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Was it "light as a feather, stiff as a board"? I played this a couple of times as a kid, but it's really nothing scary, its just based on the fact that 5 or 6 people can easily lift a person with a couple of fingers each, to make them "levitate". But really, it's just about even distribution of weight. Kind of cool if you think about it.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Light_as_a_feather,_stiff_as_a_board
When I was a senior in college, some guy left a voicemail on my answering machine that said, "Hi Kristen. I've been watching you. I want you so bad...(a bunch of nasty stuff I don't feel like repeating)...If I can't have you no one can so watch your back you fuucking biitch!"
I was so freaked out I called the cops and I didn't sleep in my apartment for the rest of the year. I showered at the gym, and I was afraid to even be alone in the library for a couple of days. And it's the reason we have an alarm system in our house now.
I am in awe of you.
I was 22 and just out of college, still working my college job as a cashier and another guy who worked there mentioned that he and his roommate were going to see Alanis Morissette that weekend. My BFF, who also worked there, started going on and on about how she wished she were going and the guy said there were still tickets available but it was in Milwaukee, which was about 8-9 hours from where we were. Somehow, she convinced me to go with her (we really did not know this guy but he was the harmless type).
We left at around 9 a.m. and stopped for lunch around 11a.m. We had been back on the highway in Southern Michigan (I94) for only a few minutes when the driver went to grab his soda from the passenger (his roommate) and the drink slipped. It distracted him for a minute and he swerved off the left side of the highway and hit the rumble strip. We spun around 3-4 times and ended up in the median, halfway up the incline on the other side (almost into traffic on the opposite side). The dude later said that the last time he remembered looking at the speedometer, he was going 81.
All 4 of us were okay, much to the state trooper's shock and delight. But in the few seconds we were spinning, I thought for sure we were going to flip and get hit by other cars, and I was terrified.
I've had a bunch of scary things happen to my close family. My grandmother was beaten so badly that she was left for dead by a coworker who wanted money for drugs (she was a retired old lady who worked at tcby for fun). He hit her repeatedly with a brick and she needed many many surgeries.
My sister was the victim of a serial rapist. She woke up to a man with a knife to her throat. Luckily she didn't fight as the girl before did fight and was murdered. She was only 19 years old at the time.
My husband was punched in the face by a group of men who accosted him while we were walking to dinner. I don't remember but apparently I let out a horrific scream and that stopped them.
But yeah, the first two were the worst and I can speak of them now because they happened so long ago (I was 14 and 21 at the time).
When I was 15, I was swimming at the beach and go stuck in a current upside down. I was a good ocean swimmer, but no matter what I did I couldn't flip myself over to the surface foe air. I could tell I was drowning.
Luckily, my god brother was able to pull me up to the surface by my swimsuit bottoms.
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