What's the most scared you've ever been?

I must add this was a Ryanair flight not a light aircraft flight(!) I guess it was just the culmination of some bad experiences I'd had on previous flights....

and ryanair... did you land at the right airport??? :D

i heard ryanair were saving money by removing the engines for these

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Mines probally from work.

Me and my mentor were tasked with replacing a load cell and servicing the rest of the weigher. Anyway only way to reach it was down a ladder into a very confined area. The ladder was maybe 15 meters from top to bottom and because of the placement we had to wear gas monitors because of the risk of carbon monoxide.
I got to the base of the ladder and was placing the jacks and socket sets in the weighbridge room, when the gas monitor go mental and reads off the chart.
After that i just spent 10 minutes lying on the grass, with my head throbbing like id been on the lash and having no sense of balance, got to see the onsite nurse though wasnt so bad after all.
I believe i still have the works record for climbing the ladder in such a short time, i literally wouldnt go near the hole till the all clear was given and we were equiped with additional PPE.

Another time i was checking the cctv ontop of the larges structure at work as the pan tilt system had messed it self up. the only way to the roof was a old decrepited ladder bolted to the side. So i climbed up , it was all going well then at the top a gust of wind caught me and the ladder moving both of us a foot away from the building. i decided that i would return to ground level at that point and change my pants..
 
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during a complications in the recent birth of my son, the mrs passed out a couple of times because she was pushing so hard and the baby was going nowhere (it was the wrong way round). when she turned to talk to face me her eyes were vacant with nobody home, the midwife hammered the emergency button in the room and all the doctors piled in. i thought they were both going to die.

5 minutes later, they'd turned the baby round, stuck some forceps on it's head and out it popped. both made a full recovery, baby is now 6 weeks old :)
 
Watching my mum suffering with dementia,stripping away her dignity until it finally killed her.

The same is happening with my grandfather, doesn't recognise his wife of 70 years, doesn't recognise his daughters (one of which is my mum). He's in a home now but I just can't go there, they brought him back for Christmas and it was the first time I'd seen him in years and I must say, I couldn't really be in the same room as him, it's just so depressing, seeing people you loved (he looked after me throughout my childhood) as a shadow of themselves.

Either that, or seeing Gareth Barry starting at DMF against Germany :p (thread needs lightening up)
 
Pushing my about-to-give-birth wife on a bed with a nurse to the elevators in a hospital in the West End of Glasgow. Daughter was born 25 minutes later. The last thing you want to see on the face of a midwife is shock or surprise.

Waiting for my dad to die of lung cancer.

A recent flight from Auckland to Wellington where the pilot came over the intercom to inform us that, "Today isn't a good day for flying folks so you need to wear your belts for the entire trip. If we need to land somewhere else then I'll try to let you know in advance." TRY TO LET ME KNOW? What kind of two bit pilot are you!?
 
I totally get the being scared with parents being ill or when they die. My uncle on my dads side died of a heart attack just before christmas, and my other uncle died when I was about 2 years old, of skin cancer. This means my dad outlived both his brothers and is the only male left on his side of the family. He seems fit and healthy enough, but it does put things into perspective. He's 61 now.

Just the thought of one of my parents passing away scares the **** out of me.


But right now I am scared because I am having the first operation of my entire life (going under general anesthetic for it and all), sometime in the next couple of months. I've managed 20 years of nothing like this so it's worrying. Also scared as it's related to the wedding vegetables.


But scariest moments of my life so far? I had an irrational fear of dying as a kid, and multiple times doing things like falling off my bike, or when i had a massive blood clot in my nose that came out during a nose bleed. I was so scared I thought I was going to die in all cases.

Also multiple times being approached by random strangers as a kid. Never a good thing.
 
Last year when my wife had a cancer scare. Turned out to be a harmless cyst in the end, but for those few days waiting for test results.....I was a complete wreck. Of course, the complete joy and relief afterwards was something I'll also never forget.

Also a few weeks ago on a flight, coming down over northern Canada we hit the worst turbulence I've ever experienced. I love flying, understand turbulence (even enjoy a little bit now and then) but this was the first time I've ever felt the plane plunge down significantly, and repeatedly, and know that without my seatbelt I would probably be on the ceiling. The "brown adrenaline" was certainly flowing :o
 
You know for someone who had a few near death experiences I sure can't think seem to be able to think of one. That's mostly because those were instant moments or I wasn't aware of what was happening to me and I was never at an age to ponder that much about them afterwards.
 
when i had a severe panic attack a few months back, i got muscle spasms in my arms and legs, chest pains, palpitations, faint, choking feeling and found it very hard to breathe or talk.
 
Just thought of something else. Won't sound scary as much as it's funny really. Although, I was bricking it at the time.

When I was working for Sky as an installer during my uni years. Mainly weekends really. So I got to work bright and early on Saturday, got my job sheets and STB's, loaded up and set off to my first customer. Was working alone that day as my usual partner was doing a sickie, so it was a case of pulling my finger out and working harder.

My first customer wasn't home, but asked if I could install the dish so long and wait for him to let me into the house to wire up the STB. No problem sir. He wanted it against the chimney, where it wouldn't be much of an eyesore as the house was rather nice.

Now, getting onto the roof was risky as it was high. Sky has a 'Special Heights' team that does things us normal guys didn't want to do. Problem is, if I blow it out and give it to the Heights team, it would've impacted my job completion rate and ultimately meant less money. So it was poverty that drove me up the roof :p.

It was a 3 tier extension ladder and I still had to reach-jump to grab onto the gutter and pull myself up the roof. Started pulling myself up (not wanting to think about how I was going to get off the darned roof again), when the ladder gave way and tumbled down, leaving me half-hanging from the gutter. Luckily it was a rather sturdy gutter.

I'd say the drop was about 5-6m down, which doesn't sound like much when you're reading it on a screen whilst having your morning coffee, but it's another matter when you're the one staring down at it.
Needless to say, I was bricking it. Because I was weighed down with heavy boots, loaded tool-belt and a satellite dish strapped to my back, I didn't have the strength to pull myself onto the roof from the position I was in. There was also nowhere to shimmy over to, so I started screaming for help. The really high-pitched type screams women tend to generate.

What counted in my favour was that some British Gas workers where digging up the road outside the property and they heard the shouts for help and rushed around the house and stuck the ladder back up. I got down and hugged them all.

Now this story had a happy ending but for many guys in the past working for Sky, well, they weren't always so lucky. I know of at least two contractors that was killed during my time installing and numerous that fell off roofs and broke bones. Be nice to your Sky-Man. It's a crappy job.
 
When my mum was stripping wallpaper with a steamer in my little sisters room (doesn't sound very scary i know!) The steamer wasn't the greatest and the hose wasn't attached to the bit you hold on the wall properly, causing the water to sometimes drip onto your wrist. I was helping, and my mum asked me to turn it off, and as I bent directly under the steamer to turn it off, a drop of burning water landed on my mums hand, causing her to drop the steamer on reaction, covering the whole of my head in burning water.

So painful! And very scary, it felt like the skin was just going to fall off!
 
Me neither :( I know exactly where it was though, if your looking out to the sea with the Pier infront of you, you have the left hand side of the fair ground and the right, it was on the right hand side, near the go carts IIRC

Barracuda!

Just remembered!
 
I hope you did something about it since then - i.e. a big donation since they had to send a lifeboat and helicopter because you and your GF missed the tide coming in.

I have always donated to the lifeboat society anyway.

We lived in the area at the time and knew exactly what times the tide should have been coming in, I don't know whether you gathered it from my post but the coastguard din't even know it was, hence the, "you'll be ok the tides not coming in"

You seem to be blaming me for having to call the lifeboat service out because we were in difficulty. I may be wrong but I thought that is exactly what they are there for.
 
While in China last year my uncle and I invested about £400,000 in stock on China Everbright Bank because their net profit surged by 71% in the third quarter. We bought it as a lump sum at the time thinking it was smart. Whilst we were on another business trip looking at real estate development in the province of Shanbei, the stock fell consistently for a week.

you must have an awful broker or really bad mobile phones, surely you set markers on the stock?

really find that quite hard to believe to be honest with you
 
Indeed it was, small world. We might even know each other?

:p

Small world indeed, I used to live right by the tunnel it in the Katherines estate, the Witches tunnel used to be at the back of the Estate behind a church and you have that main road which leads in to town.

Well to see if we do know each other, im 26, I left Harlow when I was about 12 and moved to Wales, I did used to go to Katherines Primary School, then done a Short stint at Mark Hall School.
 
When I was kayacking, capsized in big rapids and the first 2 times I managed to surface I hit the kayak with my head so didn't get any air! :eek: Luckily, I managed to breath on the 3rd time and got out of the rapids. Only time in my life I've been in shock. Still like kayacking though! :)
 
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