Your Most Terrifying Experiences Or Memories

My father had gotten sick with pneumonia several times in the past few years. The day it happened was business as usual. I'd stayed up all night after doing whatever it was I was doing. I went to go let my father know that I was going to go to sleep when I saw him there, his head against the bed. He didn't answer me when I called him three times so I assumed he was just asleep. But something inside of me knew something was wrong. I went to go shake him.  DRIPPING WET WITH SWEAT. He was COLD. He could barely breathe on his own. I Immediately  grabbed the phone and called for an ambulance.

"They'll put an oxygen mask on him and he'll start to respond. He'll be okay." I thought to myself.  Nope. Not this time.

I heard the EMTs talking about CPR. CPR... He was completely unresponsive. He looked like he was dead. He was whiter than a bedsheet.

When I drove with my mother to the hospital, we checked into the er. "Business as usual." it felt, but this time, something was different. We were told "The doctor will be right with you."

BAD NEWS if you're waiting for someone at an ER. If they're not critical, you can go see them after they're prepped.

Doctor walks out, his head hung low, tears in his eyes.  OMG. THAT... was the most terrifying moment in my life.

He had stopped breathing. CPR was administered to him. He ended up vomiting EVERYWHERE. The diagnoses were Severe Aspiration Pneumonia, Sepsis, and something called acidosis. That means your blood has low o2 and high Co2. Literally... acidic. His brain WAS shut down...

Finally, they wheeled him to their ICU. We were allowed to see him.  He was COMATOSE. On life-support. A ventilator.  (After the seventh day he was transferred, comatose and all, to a giant hospital, the same hospital after which I named the castle in my game. ANYWAY...)   For nine days he was comatose. Doctors thought his brain was gone. They wanted to unplug him. We begged and pleaded with the doctors and nurses to give him another day. We kept crying and saying "Come back... Come back...!"  My mother and I spoke only positive things to him though.  We had a pep talk.  "We know you're in there somewhere. You HAVE to cooperate with them. They think you're DEAD! We know better. NOD YOUR HEAD IF YOU CAN HEAR US."

And wouldn't you know it? The stubborn old grizzly bear nodded his head very slowly. The doctor was STUNNED. The nurses were flabbergasted. MY FAMILY...  who are very pessimistic were completely floored. His DOD (Doctor On Duty) had no explanation. It was a miracle. Two days later he became fully awake, nodding his head yes or shaking his head no. Three days later he was taken off the ventilator, breathing on his own.

Then, three days later we got a call. "Your husband's back on life support. He's declining. I'm sorry..."

He was back on the ventilator. (If you ever go to a hospital and you happen to hear over the intercom "STAT INTUBATION (in-tube-ey-shun) "... whoever it is is in serious trouble...)

We were told to say our goodbyes. We refused. We stayed with that man for the two weeks he was intubated. Once again, he was taken off life support. This time, things were different. He began to tolerate tube feeding. His hands were getting stronger. He got better...

FIVE WEEKS LATER, he was released.

That... was the single most terrifying experience in my life. I'm sorry if that was to much for you. You DID ask...

If I wasn't already reaffirmed of my faith beforehand, that ordeal certainly reaffirmed my faith.

The day, my class had just finished a biology exam, and the teacher is damn cruel, his way of teaching is good, but his exam test is hard like hell. It's almost like miracle for a single student to pass his exam, really. Then the sheet is collected and he take it to teacher's room. For your information that was the fifth times our class redo the exam because all of students has not pass the exam yet(every single one), the worst part is, he told us that we are a stupid student, and he is like a mad teacher, we all are afraid of him, his voice like a thunder when screamin(not exaclty), but very loud and make us startled, you know, the type of crazy teacher. Some girls even get crying too(but not showing it, because afraid). I'm not exaggerating this is true fact.

Now here's come the most teriffying thing in my life. I had fed up with him, then suddenly a friend of mine ask me to do a crime thing. He invite me to sneak into teacher's room and search for our exam sheet. The chance is if he is not in the room, we can check if mine and my firend sheet is not already given a mark. Then we will grab it and change it with the sheet that we already prepare before. I AGREE.

Now the two of us like doing a mission imposibble, why because you know, the teacher's room is a TEACHER'S ROOM, there are many teacher inside, the good part is they often ignore what a student doing, this happen because sometimes, student is asked by teacher to grab something from their desk in teacher's room. But we still need to keep watchout for any danger thing. If we look suspicious because to long hang in the desk of a teacher, we will attracting those teacher. (This like an attemp to stealing in a police station with many police in there). 
Fortunately, the damn Biology teacher is not there, I got an info that he still teach the other class. I and my friend think that this is the chance for us to sneak and grab our exam sheet. Now even if that damn teacher still teach the other class, we still need to be careful if by any chance he comes to the teacher's room to take something and found out what we are doing, whe will kill us, or at least we will get drop out without a doubt(that's my school rules), not forgetting the other teachers inside there. ButI and my friend will, is on the peak, no one cannot stop us anymore. HERE WE GO!!!

The good thing is, my friend offering himself the task to infiltrate the teacher's desk and I'm the one who guard the door and look for any danger. that might coming, including those other teachers that traverse us. This is the most scary situation in my life, I need to guarding my friend's life with my hand, I need to

deceive any teacher who asks "what is your friend doing there?". Any mistake of me will draw attention. (You can imagine my situation right?)

 

Several times my heart is going to explode because beating very fast, but my friend coming to me and he got what we want and we both smiling. I said "C'mon let's search an empty class and change the sheet there, we gotta hurry". We need to hurry and change our sheet with the prepared sheet, the hard things is we need to fill a new name, a new exam id, and etc and that's need time to do that(imposibble to do in the teacher's room unless we want to be

killed).

 

He agree and we get out from that hellish place, I find an empty class in third floor, one level above from the teacher's room floor. We do what we need to do as fast as we can, then we run to the teacher's room again to slip our changed sheet exam in the desk, BUT.. Here comes the TERRIFYING MOMENT in my life, my friend is running in front of me, when he would open the teacher's room door, suddenly "Braaaakkkk !!!!" The Biology teacher is coming out from inside and he open the door with his kick. "Hol*tt !! (I screamin in my mind) he carrying our class exam sheets!". This is not good, I ask my friend

"What should we do now?", my friend didn't answer anything, and I looked at him, "T!!" The worst thing is, he vibrating like mad, his face is dead, I can't

communicate with him, he keep mumbling "Oh no we will dead after this". I realize that this is the most terrifying thing in my life. My brain is stopped thinking. I can barely move.

 

At that desperate situation, I grab my friend's sheet, and I get inside the teacher's room and without look around I open that teacher desk, I throw both of my sheet and my freind sheet in there. Then I get out from there, and come back to my class with my vibrating friend.

 

A miracle happened. A girl from the other class that was being taught by the mad teacher(while I and my friend doing the mission impossible) is come and tell me that they(the student of her class)know what we are doing and they cover it up for us. The thing is, that mad teacher tell the other class students to examining our class exam sheet, the found out that TWO exam sheet is missing!! (we know why)

The teacher feel supiscious, but she(my friend other class) tell the teacher and convince him that, the exam sheet is not missing, it's complete. All of the students also agree. So the teacher is believe them. More miracle happened, the next day I and my friend(the vibrating one) found that our exam sheet is already in our desk, and we PASS the exam, I was thinking, what is the mad teacher reaction when he found the two missing exam sheet in his desk yesterday? (we know why in his desk there are two exam sheet), Does he mad? or does he suspecting to us? I don't care, what I know is I and my friend is the only one that PASS his damn exam(with cheating of course ;) )

I and my friend owe the girl from the other class and her friends, I thank them forever. That was my terrifying thing in my life.

 

Actually I have one more like this. It was with Physic Teacher, he's not a mad teacher, but again I fed up with his exam too, and the situation is almost same,

the differences is I working alone this time.. Can I do it? That's another story for me to tell, but I won't tell you ;)
 



 

Oh yeah, Miffy, my granny also has alzheimer too :( . 

 

 

 

 

First thing was when I was 4.5 years old. I had a surgery as a kid, nothing too important, but I HAD to pass this in order to be healthy in the future. Now back in 80s there was something that these %$#% doctors were putting in your mouth to draw your breath out, a sucking tube or something,  can not remember I was very young and the light was blinding bright above me. There were 4 or five "idiots" wearing white and... light green(?) clothes, that was a very unusual thing for my early perception experiences I guess. Now they were also wearing masks. So I could see only their eyes, If the light was blocked by another's head. I thank these "idiots" today all right, but back then... one lady doctor said:
"Here now you will inflate one balloon." and she putted me that air sucker in my mouth. FFS!!! What was she thinking??? That was not a f$^@% balloon, I was smart enough to understand that this was "stealing my oxygen" cause nobody told me to breath from the nose and exhale from my mouth, they thought I was too idiot to get it... so let's sum things up:

Away from my parents, blinding light above me, strange people in strange suits wearing strange masks that I could barely see their eyes when not blinded by the light. One of them tried to suffocate me by putting me a strange tube in my mouth and the b____ told me it was a balloon. I still remember her words... WHAT WAS SHE THINKING???

So what did I do? What else? I spitted it out and I could not put it out of my mouth. Panic is coming. I used my hands to put it out. Success. I screamed cause I was displeased by her "balloon". I tried to get out of the bed. The doctors used their hands to stop me. BAD IDEA. Being tied makes me panic. I struggled, I cried, I was a hostage, the "balloon" came back to my mouth... agony... I struggled I gave a hell  of a fight... but I was feeling tired suddenly... I could not move, the bright light was fading as my eye lids were too heavy to hold on. I closed my eyes.

 

Next thing I know was that I woke up in my bed and my mom and dad were there. Good thing. I was happy to see them. My parents still don't know about my point of view of that experience. And I do not plan telling them. They suffered enough that day already.

By the way... a big thanks goes to the doctors. I am healthy! But still... B___! THAT WAS NOT A BALLOON! :p  

Sorry for the bad word, but I had to put it out of my chest.  No I will remain as polite as I can

 

Second thing that scared the hell out of me was when I was older and had to face about 45 people gang of young guys. Literally 45 people. There was a misunderstanding. A kind of misunderstanding these guys seek to put some violent excitement in their lives. It was me with a friend of mine... vs 45... The target was me. So I told them, "You got beef with me, this guy goes unharmed. Deal?" and they let him go. He never left me though. He just stayed out of the circle doing nothing, saying nothing as I suggested him to. Smart thing he listened to me. He did not drawn any attention and now I was one against 45. The guys made the intimidation circle. If you are in the center of a hostile crowd, ONE mistake and it becomes a mob. You are history if that happens. You don't know if someone holds a knife in the crowd. You can not defend yourself vs 360 degrees 40+ people. It seems that there is a great self defence technique though. Negotiation. Talking yourself out of situations. But you must be streetwise with those guys. It won't be easy. I was sweating. You must know the "code" the rules of the street talk. The "attitude". You must show that you are at least like one of them, even if you are not. You must not show fear, a hard thing when adrenaline flows to your blood. You MUST convince 80 eyes and 80 ears about it. And then, you might get a chance to explain why that was a big misunderstanding, without poking someone's ego and without stepping back your posture and your position on the situation. Then, it will be over. And you got their respect.

The risk is on the first move. You must keep your image unbroken. So first I challenged the whole mob calling them cowards going 40 against 1. I said bring it on. I was hoping that the alpha male of the herd, the toughest guy would be offended. And yes he was. He said "Nobody touch this guy! It's you and me man! Shall we talk this first or shall we fight?"  Fortunately... I almost made it. Streetwise comes handy once again here: "We first try to talk this out. If we won't make it, we fight. Deal?" He said yes. It seems the guy wasn't there for a fight, but to protect his friends. Respectful enough and good thing for an alpha male of a herd. The whole crowd was deflected. Now I had one guy to face, a very strong one though. Finally, I talked out my situation easier. Things were not that intese, so I was calm enough too. No need for violence.  Still this was one of the scariest things happened in my life.