When I was 7 my moms boyfriend was beating her to a pulp. I was sure he was going to kill her this time.
I wholeheartedly believed I could overpower him and save her so I grabbed a toy hockey stick and ran over. All it took was one measly swing from a scrany, malnourished kid and all his attention on me. That’s all I got in before I realized how wrong I was, followed by watching my mom run out the back door. I knew in my heart she wasn’t leaving to get help and I was right.
I’ve gone through a lot before and after that but I’ve never been more horrified than that very moment. I remember the horror leave me shortly after when I was certain I wouldn’t see tomorrow.
My daughter dying.
I was on a church work camp trip at age 14 and while changing, one of the adults was filming me with a camera and the other kids in the room were laughing. I even went behind a door to cover myself and the pervert peeked the camera around it.
That was pretty horrific.
What the fuck. I mean, it’s terrible already but to have the fucking balls to just do that out in the open??? The fuck??
In hindsight, absolutely.
He ended up getting caught because he put the original tape instead of the edited one in the church library by mistake. It was supposed to be an inspirational video of our church youth group going out and help people after a flood in the area.
Years later I ended up running into him at a shopping mall, and by this point I was about six inches taller than him and had a good physique. I got in his face and said “Where’s your camcorder now, motherfucker?” It was pretty satisfying.
Fucking gross and disgusting
I would not be surprised if this happened in america
Yup, sadly when it comes to religion, there’s a lot of pedophilia that just gets ignored or swept under the rug.
A stroke that should have killed me suddenly. While being in the worst shape of my life, on the ground with severe vertigo, projectile vomiting, and in the worst physical pain I’d ever been in, the horror really started when I closed my eyes to die and some how woke up…
I had no idea about life saving medicine or what happens when you’re close to death and it’s their job to save your life on a different kind of time where they tell you what is going to be done to you… It’s really a treat being told that you’re getting a spinal tap in the same 5 minute window that you get the spinal tap…
Possibly was listening to my sweet mom crying and softly begging my dad to stop raping her in the other room. I was in denial about it tbh. He was a verbally abusive man, but I never knew that it extended to anything physical. He was not shy about screaming at her in front of us kids, so I honesty didn’t think I was correctly interpreting what I was hearing at the time. Both my patients were very quiet during this event. So I’m not sure how often it happened. I didn’t help my mom or anything at the time like an asshole…I just wasn’t sure what really happened.
It was only many years later when I stumbled across some PDF files of divorce paperwork where she stated that he would rape her. She chose much softer language in the paperwork, carefully avoiding the “r-word”, but I knew she wasn’t lying because of what I remembered. She did say that he often wasn’t very physically “successful” at it, which I guess is a bit more comforting? Anyway, this absolutely and totally enraged me. I fantasized about ways I would torture this man. But alas I never did anything of use and continue to allow this man to speak to me and spend time with me. I’m an asshole for it, really.
Much less significant, but there was also a time where my brother repeatedly tried to record videos of me naked and didn’t stop even after he got caught. That was such an intense violation of my privacy and permanently changed the way I feel about him and view him tbh. We have an ok relationship now, but I’ll never forget it.
Probably the time when I got arrested for defending myself against a bully in highschool. I thought those pigs were gonna murder me, but luckily, they seems to be enjoying their donuts (figuratively speaking, idk if they were actually eating donuts) so they didn’t really do much physical harm, but I had to spend like 6+ hours at a police station with other juveniles whom did things more serious than what I did, they did things like robbing people on the street, and one kid said he was there after he got caught trying to steal a car (My internal thoughts were like: wtf lol 🤣 that’s wild). Like these kids don’t even look like career criminals, just stupid kids that needs help. They held like 5 or 6 of us in the same room half of the size of a normal classroom. Like… that should be a fire hazard, but again, pigs being pigs. The whole time was psychological torture.
Anyways, charges were eventually dropped. But they did a good job converting someone to anarchism.
Fuck the school admin for siding with the bully
Fuck the police for doing zero investigations and just taking the school admin for their word
ACAB
Carbon monoxide poisoning when I was like 8 or 9… Just chilling out at a relative’s house, then I just blacked out, next thing I knew there was cold air blowing at my face and I was outdoors. I’ve experienced other terrible things but this is probably the closest “near death” experience I have so…
Something similar, but far from identical, happened to me.
I had a nosebleed that wouldn’t stop. IIRC, when it was over, the doctor said that it was normal to have sixteen units of blood and I was down to twelve.
As a result, before it was over, I passed out … I think four times. Each time was only for a few seconds, but was an interesting experience. I’ve never passed out like that before, so I didn’t know what was happening the first time; however, each subsequent time, the experience was consistent enough that I could warn the medical staff. The nurses apparently found that a bit amusing.
First, the world would go all purplish, then greenish, then the greenish world would go all wibbly, then I would be an alien mechanic working on a spaceship, then I would be awake with no awareness of the transition to or from. I recall the world going from purple to green looking kind of like a CRT that badly needed to be degaussed.
Also, when it became clear the nosebleed was going to be a lot, my wife gave me a giant mixing bowl to hold under my nose for the drive to the ER. I walked in holding it under my face, which rather alarmed the guard in the waiting room.
The staff didn’t really take me seriously until the first time I passed out, so once I was admitted I spent a while waiting. While I was waiting and simply dripping into my giant mixing bowl, I voiced a comparison to how the demons communicate in Supernatural. One nurse acknowledged me, but sadly, no one laughed.
edit: This wasn’t a horrific thing, which is why I didn’t add it at the top level. I don’t love blood, but it doesn’t bother me, and passing out (while obviously not a good thing) was kind of euphoric in the moment. Each time I woke up I remember coming about with a relaxing sense of “everything is going to be okay.” If it hadn’t happened in a hospital, it probably would have been scarier.
OC, what you described sounds frightening and horrific in hindsight. I’m glad it didn’t go worse.
Harnessed to a large windsurfing sail, I found myself caught between the sail and the water in light rain, close to a reedy shore, out of nowhere.
Probably that time I saw a dead bloated body floating down a tropical river. He must’ve been there in the sun a while.
Lime jello with sliced black olives
I didn’t actually “see” this happen, but I did experience it, and there are a few people who know this story.
I came across someone who had prepared to do a large search around a large wooded area I had access to. I came up to him about it, and he said the family had lost a dog and was going to find it, and I offered to help. The wooded area was something like a park and had a lot of twists and turns, a lot of weird divergences and convergences. We were to call or text each other if we found the dog.
At one point, we came across one of the last places we could possibly look. One part of the path forked in one direction and the other in another direction. I took the path on the right and he took the path on the left. Part way down my path, I got a text saying he found the dog, and I thought it was a time for joy and was like “oh good”. Not ten seconds later, I heard what sounded like one of the most agonizing screams I ever heard. Naturally I was startled, and it turned out the dog had rabies and it was in the active stages. I still don’t know how the man is doing now or even if he made it.
If another example of something horrific is desired, there is probably something even more horrific than that hiding under everyone’s nose here. I have two friends, which I call my best friends and which are the only two people I can call friends in every sense of the word, and they are avid spelunkers (the term for cave exploring, both the supervised, regulated kind and the spontaneous kind), a hobby which I mention often was taught to them by my grandfather but which I could never get into (though they have achieved a few world records with their exploration). Some crazy shit happens in cave environments, and a massive amount of complaints have piled up regarding how many of the individuals who need rescuing (both the successfully rescued and supposedly the unrescued) end up saying the last two people they saw are the two best friends of mine (who are spoken of as potentially lured certain circumstances in motion, sometimes with everyone indirectly knowing each other somehow), with the friends on the other hand never having ever needed any kind of external help for anything. They aren’t said to have broken any rules in of themselves, but the idea all these people have all these tragedies they could even cite (which they then associate with my friends, as well as saying theft have also occurred) is scary to think about. Like imagine, from their point of view, witnessing the end results of so many tragedies in full horror, and somehow the thought comes to mind that none of it is an accident.
Apart from physical injuries, I believe rabies is quite preventable with a shot after being attacked?
It depends on how long you wait and where you are bitten. The further a bite is from the brain, the longer you have to live, and the larger a mammal is, the longer it takes for the rabies to develop (so, for example, a whale bitten on the tail will take almost a decade for the rabies to develop and kill it).
However, even then, the shots aren’t just a one-time ordeal. You need to find a way to get a shot a day for I think twenty or so days before the rabies affects the brain. Remember that these are vaccines. There are no cures, you can only race against time to prevent it (or you can vaccinate yourself before there is any reason to fear, which is common in certain occupations).
Unless your circumstances are generous, like if you got bitten in a lucky spot with a lenient amount of rabies and then rushed immediately to the hospital, your chances of surviving are next to zero. The reason bat bites mean certain death is because they always bite on the neck, with people who don’t know the signature thorn-like feeling of a bat bite not realizing they were bitten fast enough to react in time (so yeah, if you feel a thorny sensation while walking at night, call someone immediately).
You got some misinformation here
The current Post Exposure rabies Prophylaxis (PEP) regimen is definitely not “a shot a day” for 20 days
First day you get a dose of vaccine and a dose of human rabies immune globulin (HRIG)
Then you get an additional vaccine dose on days 3, 7, 14, and if you’re immunocompromised you get an additional dose on day 28
And if you’ve previously received the rabies vaccine (for either pre- or post- exposure) you only need a booster on days 0 and 3.
And the incubation period varies, like you said location and viral load plays into it, in humans it can be as little as a week, but more commonly it’s a couple months, and even up to a year. There are a lot of variables at play, and the sooner you can start PEP the better of course, but generally speaking it’s usually not a “rush immediately to the hospital in an ambulance or you will die” situation. If it comes to it, you usually have at least a couple days of wiggle room to start PEP.
And no, bats don’t always bite the neck. Head and neck are pretty common, they’re usually pretty exposed, and bats fly so it would be kind of weird for them to bite you on the leg for example, but it’s not like they’re magically drawn to act out the plot of a vampire movie. It is true though that a lot of people don’t recognize a bat bite for what it is.
I figured I was probably missing a bunch of nuance. Thanks.
I guess bats could bite on the head, but what would that do with a hard skull protecting you?
I am no expert on the subject, but I think the kinds of bats that bite humans aren’t looking to bite a chunk out of you. From my understanding, they want to make a wound and then consume the blood.
Apparently, the bites are small enough to often not be visible, so sometimes if you find a dead bat in your house you should collect it to be tested for rabies, as you may not be aware of having been bitten.
Again, not an expert. Almost all of the above was learned by reading Reddit posts back when I went there.
I live in the UK, so rabies isn’t a thing. Is there a vaccination I should get before travelling?
Not anymore than any other vaccine.
