When I got the phone call from the hospital:
"We need to talk to Mrs Wong's son...she's seriously ill at the moment."
"I'm her granddaughter, can I help? What's going on?"
"I...We...she's very very sick at the moment...she's not responding...its an emergency, you need to come right away."
When my father and I got there, she had already died.
2007-08-12 18:24:57
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answered by Lighthouse 5
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Two, actually.
The first was when I was in the army stationed in West Germany back in 1986. Reagan had just ordered the bombing of Tripoli, and the artillery battalion I was stationed at was railheaded to move out in case the entire muslim world went beserk. My wife and two infant sons were back in the states, and I wondered seriously if I was ever going to see them again if the balloon really did go up. After three long hours of hanging out at the bahnhof, they down graded our alert status and we went back to our battalion area.
The second time was in 1999 when my son got hit by a pick-up truck after he ran out from between two buses on Fourth street in the town we were living in at the time. Some fat, obnoxious slob whom my son was "friends" with was chasing him, and my son zigged when he should've zagged. He was hurt pretty bad, but in time he was able to walk again. That's enough for me, huh?
2007-08-13 01:33:14
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answered by RIFF 5
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When the phone rings at 2:00A.M. ( I've got bad new in the early morning hours,and I was alone. So If the phone rings then I'm afraid of you maybe on the other end,and what might be said.)
2007-08-20 12:30:03
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answered by Here Kitty Kitty 5
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the few minutes before i was wheeled into the operating theatre for an emergency operation. I was cold, scared out of my life and no one I love was allowed to be in the room. I don't know whether i will come out of the room alive or not. I never want to go through that again.
2007-08-13 01:27:25
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answered by autumn lover 6
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The hour I spent on the internet researching rabies when I realized that the bat that had tried to crawl up my leg was not just an interesting anecdote...
2007-08-13 01:27:01
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answered by jbean444 3
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when my friend whipped a bike rim at me at the screw put a 6 inch gash in my leg. i had to ride across town on my bike at 10:pm cause no one was home.half way ther i was going down a steap hill and i just collapsed form the pain i skid right down the hill getting burned and cut up i hit a parked car and flew right into someones front yard. i just lied there until they called the cops and they took me to the hospital. waiting in the hospital with none of my family no freinds, just complete starngers stitchin me up.
2007-08-13 01:30:18
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answered by LAsS0Ni #TWo-OnE 3
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when I was playing on the swings as a kid and the chain broke and pierced through my cheek then came out my mouth. My uncle had to pull it out slowly while i was pretty much "fish-hooked". Today I have scar on the right side of my face from it but its rather small (thankfully).
2007-08-13 01:29:52
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answered by Anonymous
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May 8, 1989: The first time I ever cut my self (intentionally); it would go on for another 13 years.
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2007-08-20 13:32:46
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answered by rockiebattles411 7
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Midnight
2007-08-13 01:23:54
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answered by coachotis 6
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I was recently recovering from day surgery when a nurse asks me how I was feeling.
"I'm OK but I didn't like the four-letter-word the doctor used in surgery," I answered.
"What did he say," asked the nurse.
"OOPS!".....that was the darkest moment of my life.
2007-08-13 01:27:19
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answered by Anonymous
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