doogie004
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When our son was told last year that his cancer is Incurable . Been living in limbo land to this day
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Most scared you've ever been
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Gullys Cats
Sausage by the sea!!!
Waiting on blood test results!
doogie004
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Full story NSC ( nhs leg pain )
Barrel of Fun
Abort, retry, fail
Arrested and held for some six hours in a South American police station/jail (along with five friends) with no one to phone for help. On the arrest, the heavily armed police tried to separate us from our turban wearing friend and our insistence to remain together resulted in pushing and shoving, whilst being hit by machine gun butts.
Not quite as scary, I imagine, as most of the stories on this thread so far.
Not quite as scary, I imagine, as most of the stories on this thread so far.
Stumpy Tim
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Getting told I had skin cancer was quite scary. I was furious and relieved when they told me the following day they had made a mistake.
Nothing could compare to losing a child though. A friend of mine took a year off work to get his 6 year old through treatment for leukemia. The kid is all clear now, and my friend is nothing short of inspirational.
Nothing could compare to losing a child though. A friend of mine took a year off work to get his 6 year old through treatment for leukemia. The kid is all clear now, and my friend is nothing short of inspirational.
Justice
Dangerous Idiot
Surely every parents nightmare as it is mine
mistahclarke
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- Jul 28, 2009
- 2,997
I was in a car that crashed at 130mph with no seatbelt that flipped.
It was only after the car stopped and I was out of the car that the fear really hit and I ran off. Can't tell you why, some sort of mental diss-association perhaps?
I was 17 and in the back, and all 6 of us survived with minor injuries. Broken collarbone was the worst.
It was only after the car stopped and I was out of the car that the fear really hit and I ran off. Can't tell you why, some sort of mental diss-association perhaps?
I was 17 and in the back, and all 6 of us survived with minor injuries. Broken collarbone was the worst.
Mo Gosfield
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- Aug 11, 2010
- 6,362
Nothing can compare to the loss of a child.
Myself.....a few years back, driving on a busy dual carriageway ( approx 60mph )...I was suddenly and totally unexpectedly hit up the arse by a vehicle going faster. I was in the nearside lane and the young guy who hit me was texting on his mobile. I was flying towards the middle intersection, totally out of control. For about two seconds, everything went into a hazy slow motion and I remember saying to myself, immediately before impact..." I'm going to die "
It was the strangest feeling I've ever had, a mixture of blood-curdling fear and yet, also a momentary calm. I had a very lucky escape...I could have flown straight over the rails and into the oncoming traffic. I ended up again on my carriageway and he was 80 yards up the road. ( Both vehicles written-off )....he survived as well.
As a postscript...when the police arrived, they thought it was a single vehicle incident...because of the distance between the two vehicles!
Myself.....a few years back, driving on a busy dual carriageway ( approx 60mph )...I was suddenly and totally unexpectedly hit up the arse by a vehicle going faster. I was in the nearside lane and the young guy who hit me was texting on his mobile. I was flying towards the middle intersection, totally out of control. For about two seconds, everything went into a hazy slow motion and I remember saying to myself, immediately before impact..." I'm going to die "
It was the strangest feeling I've ever had, a mixture of blood-curdling fear and yet, also a momentary calm. I had a very lucky escape...I could have flown straight over the rails and into the oncoming traffic. I ended up again on my carriageway and he was 80 yards up the road. ( Both vehicles written-off )....he survived as well.
As a postscript...when the police arrived, they thought it was a single vehicle incident...because of the distance between the two vehicles!
BadFish
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- Oct 19, 2003
- 18,197
Please tell us she was alright/is okay?
Coming down off Scafell Pike in the lake district, I was looking for a quick route back to the campsite to avoid missing the coach home (there was a strict 3pm cut off). I dropped into a gully at the bottom of which was a small but wild river with a sheer 70ft rockface on the otherside, being fairly young and daft I went for it, managed to cross the river (just above a big waterfall) and started the climb (I had done some rockclimbing but had no gear with me and was in hiking boots) I got to the top (almost) and found myself standing on a bit of rock the size of a fag packet, with no more foot/hand holds left. My hands were able to reach over the top where I could feel grass and a few roots.
The only way was to go for it as a retreat was impossible down the sheer face and I knew failure would mean a 70ft fall back onto jagged rocks and the river, I did say a prayer and put everything into springing up off that bit of rock hoping it wouldn't flake away, thankfully it didn't and I was able to plunge my hands into the grass,grabbing at the roots and just get my knee up onto the edge and pull myself over the top where I lay laughing with relief. I remember there were a few people going down the track and saw me lying there and asked 'where the hell did you come from?", I pointed over the edge and they looked over, then back at me as if I was mad.
Of course it was daft, I could have missed the coach and got the train home later but I don't regret it, those thirty seconds were probably the most intense of my life, sometimes fear is worth experiencing.
The only way was to go for it as a retreat was impossible down the sheer face and I knew failure would mean a 70ft fall back onto jagged rocks and the river, I did say a prayer and put everything into springing up off that bit of rock hoping it wouldn't flake away, thankfully it didn't and I was able to plunge my hands into the grass,grabbing at the roots and just get my knee up onto the edge and pull myself over the top where I lay laughing with relief. I remember there were a few people going down the track and saw me lying there and asked 'where the hell did you come from?", I pointed over the edge and they looked over, then back at me as if I was mad.
Of course it was daft, I could have missed the coach and got the train home later but I don't regret it, those thirty seconds were probably the most intense of my life, sometimes fear is worth experiencing.
KLF
Albion Boleh!
Absolutely THIS. They were a tremendous support when my son was born after 30 weeks. I was thousands of miles away in Kuala Lumpur and they still were able to help me with brilliant information and support. Really helped me ensure the doctors were doing the best they could for him. He's a healthy and happy six year old now.
Bill Cassidy's tie up
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When my wife was diagnosed with cancer she died three weeks later. I will never get over it.
dejavuatbtn
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Doing 73mph down Snakey Hill on a lambretta TV175, with my mate on pillion, when I got front wheel wobble as I hit the dip at the bottom, taking me up to Hangleton. I never did it again.
albion534
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My boy was in hospital for 5 days as he couldn't breathe on his own, he was 4 moths old and I was so scared, had tubes in him, and an oxygen container to help him breathe, worst was the fact only 1 parent could stay overnight, so I had to go home at like 10 and worry all night
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My boy was in hospital for 5 days as he couldn't breathe on his own, he was 4 moths old and I was so scared, had tubes in him, and an oxygen container to help him breathe, worst was the fact only 1 parent could stay overnight, so I had to go home at like 10 and worry all night
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My boy was in hospital for 5 days as he couldn't breathe on his own, he was 4 moths old and I was so scared, had tubes in him, and an oxygen container to help him breathe, worst was the fact only 1 parent could stay overnight, so I had to go home at like 10 and worry all night
- Jan 3, 2012
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June 20th, 1970, about three weeks before my 17th birthday, I was lying in bed early in the morning - a bright sunny morning, listening to a kerfuffle downstairs - knocking at the front door, someone being let in, my father saying "She's up here, Doctor", and then a couple of minutes later, footsteps going back downstairs and the Doctor saying, "I'm sorry to tell you, Mr xxxxxx, but your wife is dead.
Later on the same day, my brother, who is six years older than me, told me that my father had terminal stomach cancer. He died six weeks later to the day.
I didn't feel scared at the time, because I was probably too numb to be scared. But things turned out, family looked after me, finished school, did University, met a girl, whom I would not have met had the above not happened and now have two great daughters and a 4-month old granddaughter.
My biggest regret is that my parents never met my children, and that my choldren will never meet their grandparents on my side.
Later on the same day, my brother, who is six years older than me, told me that my father had terminal stomach cancer. He died six weeks later to the day.
I didn't feel scared at the time, because I was probably too numb to be scared. But things turned out, family looked after me, finished school, did University, met a girl, whom I would not have met had the above not happened and now have two great daughters and a 4-month old granddaughter.
My biggest regret is that my parents never met my children, and that my choldren will never meet their grandparents on my side.
dannyboy
tfso!
another child related one which turns out to be funny in the end. we went to a halloween party at a friends house , a few adults and a few kids including my then 4 year old daughter . parents were chatting and the kids were playing . after a couple of hours we decided it was time to leave . we went to the front room were the kids were and she wasnt there . we asked the other kids who didnt know where she was. so i started calling her and looking around the house, no sign. told the mrs who joined in the huntafter about 10 minutes we had all the adults looking for her . everyone looked numerous times in the shed , under beds , in the bath etc etc . looked absolutely everywhere . at this point i asked the kids in the fron t room where she was and i noticed that the front door was open (the front door opens into the front room) i was bad anyway at this point but when i saw the door open i thought she had been snatched or wandered into the road outside (ardingly road by south of england showground is very fast and dark) . its hard to explain the feeling at this point so my heart goes out to people on this thread but my whole body cramped up centred around my chest. i was positive she had been snatched or i would find her dead in the road . i even went into the pub screaming has anyone seen a 4 year old dressed as a witch!! running back to the house in a terrible state i rememebr praying, which i have never done before . i walked back into the house and there she was . apparently all the commotion in the house had woken up a little witch who had taken a blanket and her teddy into a very small cupbord in the bathroom . the feeling of relief ws something ill never forget . maybe i'll pray more often too!!
unbelievable thread by the way . very interesting but more than that humbling as to what people have gone through . puts withdean wanderers pathetic threads into perspective.
unbelievable thread by the way . very interesting but more than that humbling as to what people have gone through . puts withdean wanderers pathetic threads into perspective.
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Driving through Naples. Two kids / teenagers shot across the front of the car on their Vespa. Ahead of us they pulled over and snatched a bag off this bloke walking along the road. They got the bag, next thing I noticed was the guy pulling a gun out. He actually pulled the trigger at the same time we passed. We all ducked. Worst thing about it, my cousin owned a Morris Minor with wooden panels.