what was your best/worst day?

Question

either directly involving yourself or for others involving you

Answer 1

Worst - waking up from surgery for Trigeminal Neuralgia; I had a hole cut in my skull the size of a fifty cent piece and it was more painful than anything I ever imagined.

Best - any day that I can enjoy the great outdoors (backpacking, hiking, camping, fishing, etc.).

Answer 2

Best Day : Finding out i was pregnant with twins, i was so thrilled i was grinning like a Cheshire cat all day. I remember going to the nearby MacDonald's and ordering a large amount of food and saying to the girl at the counter that i was eating for 3!

Worst Day : Giving birth to twin girls at 5 months, knowing that they wouldn't survive and that if i had fallen ill just two weeks later then with all the technology in the hospital in Paris they would have had a good chance of surviving the birth.

Answer 3

Yesterday was my worse day. Where my ankle fusion is concerned I am only 11 weeks out from surgery. No more casts but now in a knee high medical walking boot.
It's heavy, my ankle is like a blackish grey color from bruising. It hurts. I went to a nieces Birthday party in the park. The out door bathroom was a long distance away. I walked it several times. I was in so much pain when we left the party, I came home put icy hot on it, went to bed only to wake up sick from the pain. Nothing is wrong with my ankle it just hasn't healed yet. My doc says the pain and swelling will get worse before it can get better.

Answer 4

This is kind of hard to explain, so hope you can understand what I am saying. I had went to court,because my oldest daughter wanted to move back in with us. She was/is the age to decide to choose. When the judge made his decision it was to stay with her grandmother. She grabbed onto her dad real tightly and would not let go. Right outside the court house I endedn up argueing with her grandmother. It came close to becoming a fist fight between, but instead thead the security guard. I then ended up into a fist fight with him. That was the worst part of it. The best part of it was I didn't get arrested. When I arrived at home the police came and asked for me. They had told me they were not going to arrest me but they did need to read me rights and give me papers stating when I had to go to court for harrassing my mother-in-law and security guard. When the court date came I had went they idi not have my name or citation number listed in there records anywhere. I asked them to please look and see if it was set for another day and let it be known that I did arrive so that there would not be a warrant out for my arrest. They could not find it anywhere! So, the day at the court house helping my daughter to live with us is my best/worst day. Oh, by the way she now lives with us!!!

Answer 5

The best: the day my daughter was born, the day my son was born, the day my divorce from my 1st husband was final(it took 10 months to get my divorce), and the day I met the husband I have now.

The worst:The day my papaw died, and after my son was born I was so weak and tired I couldn't lift my head off the pillow, they took me to surgery for a tubal and I woke up to a nurse pushing on my stomach every 15 min. for an hour. I was in so much pain, I'll never forget it.

Sorry this is more than one.

Answer 6

I have two best days, the birth of my son and then the birth of my daughter.
The worst day was when my dad was diagnosed with cancer and had to have treatments every day and we lived 3 hours from the hospital. It was winter and we worried that the weather would interfere with us getting him back and forth to his treatments. So we had to leave him in the nursing home attached to the hospital so he could get his treatments every day. Leaving him there that night ripped my heart out and I have never been able to get rid of that feeling.

Answer 7

Involves me.

I spent 6 years with a woman, she sneaked out in the middle of the night one night to be with someone else.

She contacted me 12 months later and we moved away together to rebuild our lives.

2 years later she suggested we had our names tattooed on each-others body's.

One week later she left me again, for a man I now know she had been seeing for 6 months.

I have never seen her since.

It's been 6 years now.

That was a bad day.

I mean, leave me if you want to, but why ask me to have your name on me for life beforehand?

I will never understand that.

Answer 8

the worst day of my life so far was in january when i had to put one of my lovely darling cats to sleep. i had to do it without emotional support or company from anyone else and it really killed me. before that, the worst day was putting my first cat to sleep, but my dad was with me. and before that, it was the night i got sexually assaulted, and before that the day we buried my mam. sorry, you're getting my life story here, i hope hannibal lecter isn't reading lol.

the best days of my life are also to do with my cats, the days i got them, and the time i got/get to spend with them, they are such peaceful, loving, comical, attractive and charismatic creatures. i suppose if i had given birth, the best days of my life would have been the moments i cradled my babies in my arms for the first time. i am very maternal as you can probably tell, lol.

Answer 9

Best day: Being with my family when I was a little boy and everyone was happy - before my mum & sister died.

Worst day: Being told my sister had died - she developed anorexia after my mums death.

Now they are dead I am that much more alone.

Answer 10

The best was the day I was born. The worst will be the day I die.