I only thought I knew what terrifying was

KillerMuffin

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I just had the everlasting hell scared out of me today. That means I'll be a good girl for a while, no doubt.

I thought I knew what scary was, the knife on my breast, the gun in my ribs, the sounds of sporadic gunfire in the background during telephone calls from the Stud in Iraq, finding out Clinton was still president, delivering my child, having a doctor with badbreath sticking a needle through my skull and almost to my brain without anymore anesthesia than what you get with a dentist. Chickenfeed.

My son got lost. Seven years old, a quiet neighborhood, his best friend lives three blocks and one of two shortcuts between houses away. A ten minute trip to help his friend get all of his stuf home and back turned into twenty. That was too long so we went looking. We couldn't find him anywhere.

Ever feel like you can't breathe? Like your chest is being crushed between a demon's hands? It's a billion times worse when you can't find your child. Even for fifteen minutes.

He was just lost, he took the wrong short cut and walked up the wrong street and couldn't find home. He was lost for fifteen minutes and scared the hell out of us.

Yeegawds. Don't do that, I don't recommend it.
 
that sucks killermuffin

can scare the hell out of you I know.

Luckily you found him though and he was okay.
 
i just got up to go see where my son was...geez, you scared the shit out of me and my kid was just thirty feet away

i'm glad it worked out...you surely have touched upon the ultimate terror
 
Damn, KM....I most certainly feel for you.

I remember a call I got from my ex when she was recounting how, earlier in the day, she couldn't find our daughter. Even though I knew she was safe and sound, and had been found, my heart still felt like it was being squeezed. And it didn't have anything to do with talking to my ex either.

I'm glad it turned out ok.
 
when i was young i use to always go walk a bouts i must of drove my parents nuts

at the shopping malls when they'd announce things over the speakers ... the little girl that is lost wearing red boots and answers to the name donna ... well that was me :) more then once too

one time at the beach everyone was getting ready to leave and all getting changed they looked around for me and i was nowhere to be seen about an 30mins later after they searched all over the beach they found me waiting about 10min walk away back at the car ... i got fed up waiting for them getting changed so i made my own way back ... i was 4 or 5 :)


i shouldn't smile because i know in a way i was lucky now that im older and know how dangerous the world can be it wasn't that i had bad parents either if they took eyes off me for one second i'd be gone usually


glad that it was all innocent too with what happened with your son
 
I am so glad he turned out alright KillerMuffin. I hope to God I'll never have to know that terror, but I am sure i will eventually....Best wishes, Shy
 
KM

Just sit down and thank whatever or whoever you believe in.

Then remember that he is OK and relax.
 
There is nothing worse...

It happened to me when my daughter was small. I tis the most terrifying experience of my life.

Thank goodness you have a positive outcome.

Ebony
 
I am so glad he is back to you. :D

I know what must have been going through your head.
:(

Try and have a good day. Go do something to take your minds off of it.
 
Worst nightmare.
Hands down..no contest.

Makes a few more gray hairs pop out.
Makes that line between your eyebrows more distinguished.
Makes you realize the most important person to you is..
absolutely priceless.

When my daughter crouched down in a tiny, little hid~away corner in Toys R Us to read a book at the age of five, she had no clue that the store was in complete lock down mode and that her mother was absolutely freaking out.

Took one minute for her to wonder away..
Took numerous years off my life.


I'm glad he is fine, KM!
 
OK now i feel bad for all the times i went to the neighbors house without telling my mom. I better call her now and say i am sorry, b/c that made me realize what she went through
 
My heart is still beating hard just thinking about it. Once he was found, how did you handle it with him?
 
I know how you feel! I thought I had lost my oldest daughter twice (she's now 16 and that's scary too!).

The first time she was about 4 and was playing outside. I calle her and searched all over and couldn't find her. We live on a large corner lot and I noticed cars slowing down and walked over to the street and there she sat dangling her legs over the curb watching the cars go by.

The second time she was probably 8 or 9. Couldn't find her in the house outside or at the neighbors. I was on the verge of calling the police when I went out on the screen poarch and she had crawled under a couple of rugs thrown across the love seat and gone to sleep!

My youngest (10) has never done this to me.
 
I'm so not ready for anything like that to happen.


jesus, even the thought is well, just too much to think about.
 
Thats the worst thing about your kids is their welfair.
I've done most dangeours sports pot-holeing, caving, whitewater canoeing ect. but never as scared as when we was told to prepare thet our daughter might be seriously Ill. God the relife when we was told other wise
 
my son has done the same thing KM

and, you're right. There's nothing in the world that can compete with that feeling. It's absolutely terrifying.

I think back on all the times my Mom said.. "Why didn't you call? I was worried sick, you coulda been lying dead in a ditch for all I knew"

:)
 
KM, I kind of know how you feel. Kids will do that to you. My youngest had a seizure in a shopping mall, and once his older brother got hurt when I took them fishing. Both times I did the mile run while carrying a sick/hurt kid to get help. Both times I was scarred out of my skull.
 
I can really empathize. There is no fear like that of what your children have to go through.

My three year old spiked a temperature of 105 degrees and was hallucinating....that was scarey. It lead to five days in the hospital on IV's.

Then, a couple of weeks ago, my ex called me at work to aske why I didn't send my son to his house after school. (Of course, dumbass ex let half an hour pass before calling me)

Needless to say, panic set in. Called the school, they didn't know where he was. Drove home fighting tears and an anxiety attack.

Yes.
I guessed he would have taken the wrong bus and ended up at home. I also guessed that as a six year old mommy's boy he would have gotten on his bike to ride to find me....that scared me. Of course, the imagination kicked in about what happens to blond haired and blue eyed angelic looking (not acting) children who are abducted.

I was a wreck when I got home....and he broke down when he saw me. He had been home and hour and had sat in the same spot on the couch the entire time.

I asked him later, what he did when he was home alone. In his best little man's voice he said, "I cried. I looked out the window for you. I played with the kitty and cried some more"


A lesson we will both never forget. *sigh*
 
Makes you wonder what life is like for all those poor parents who really do have lost kids- the ones that show up on the milk cartons as missing. How do they get through the days?

If losing kids for even a few minutes puts panic in the hearts of parents, I can't imagine what it must be like to go to bed night after night, not knowing if your child is dead or alive.
 
Doesn't take much to scare the hell out of us. I am glad he is back and you settle down and relax and love him and you all up!

Life is short.
 
Cheyenne said:
Makes you wonder what life is like for all those poor parents who really do have lost kids- the ones that show up on the milk cartons as missing. How do they get through the days?

If losing kids for even a few minutes puts panic in the hearts of parents, I can't imagine what it must be like to go to bed night after night, not knowing if your child is dead or alive.

Thanks, Chey, just what I want to think about...
 
KM.. I'm sorry you had that experience.. I'm so glad you found your son.

I cannot imagine something so horrible. I want to allow my children to grow up and be free to do.. but the fear won't let me.

I remember running the neighborhood as a child (same one I live in now) all hours of the day and night (within reason). I won't allow my children to do that anymore.

It's sad.. but in todays world I trust no one.
 
He was terrified, too. He stood in the middle of that street, crying and in full panic mode. One of the residents on that street came out and brought him to her porch, gave him a sodapop, and called the police. Of course, by the time they got there we were crawling through the neighborhood looking for him. We saw a cop and ran straight for help. It took him about four hours to stop terrified enough to go into a room without one or the other of us with him. He's back to normal now.

The wonderful thing is our neighborhood. It's mostly populated with grandparents and older people that you wave at every day.

The funny thing is that he knows his phone number, knows his address, knows his last name, and he knew exactly how to get back to his friend's house so he could get their help getting home. He was too busy panicking to remember.

He's a smart bratchild and he knew how long it would take him to die of thirst.

"Momma, I was so scared, I knew the thirst process would get to me and I would die!" That's what he said.

He got hugs and loves and a re-iteration of pertinent information (not that it would help since he apparently likes to panic). This evening he starts his land nav courses with Daddy. Er, land navigation.

I'm over it and Pooh is over it. Daddy... Let's just say that it's going to take him a long time to get over it. *sigh*
 
funny you said that

xMorganx said:
OK now i feel bad for all the times i went to the neighbors house without telling my mom. I better call her now and say i am sorry, b/c that made me realize what she went through

My daughter is 22 now, and she had a baby boy 7 months ago.

After he was born she called me and told me now she understood how I felt.

It almost made me cry. She then told me how sorry she made me worry so much all the times she was being a brat and was so thoughtless.

Then I did cry!

Kids!

Ebony
 
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