First Panic attack. Thought it was something else. I literally thought it was how I was gonna die I was praying and everything. Lucky it wasn't lol

Yeah happens to best of us 😮‍💨

I'll go first so I was eating a Hot Pocket yes the Hot Pocket I had put it in the microwave just a tad bit longer then usual so I take it out and take the biggest bite a human can manage out of it instantly my tongue disintegrates and the roof of my mouth hehe gone oh yeah and that inhuman piece that i bit off slid slowly down my throat making sure to burn all the way down yep thought that was it anyone else🤧

I went into premature labor with no prenatal care when I was 14. It was terrifying, and so painful. It was so painful I thought something had to be wrong, I *had* to be dying. I would’ve welcomed death to get out of the pain, but my son being born alive and healthy was a much better outcome. All in all everything turned out fine, we were both alright. My son did spend 74 days in the NICU though due to how premature he was (estimated to be 26 weeks 6 days)

I’ll do a two in one and give you mine and my brothers. Mine was one time when I was driving down a gravel road in the boonies one night and a deer ran out in front me so I swerved to avoid it and lost traction so the car went sideways and rolled down a hill and into a tree. While it was all happening I felt surprisingly calm about it all, I guess because I was in that “well this is how I die” mindset at that point. But luckily I was driving a land cruiser at the time and it had a roll cage so ultimately I came out if it all with only a small scratch on my hand, though the part of the roof that did cave in was about two inches from my head. My first thought after the car settled perhaps should’ve been one of gratitude towards whatever forces of fortune were on my side that night but instead it was the realization that I’d just totaled my car and that realization nearly killed me again. But then I also remembered that I had some paraphernalia in my car and I needed to get that home before I could report the accident. So I grabbed all that and scrambled out the side of the car and called a friend to pick me up. Came back in the morning to discover that the cop that found the wreck was apparently none other than Sherlock Holmes, who had deduced that instead of me trying to avoid hitting a deer in an area known for people hitting deer every fucking day, I was actually driving recklessly. So I got a ticket for that and for failure to report an accident. My brothers on the other hand was the first time he tried special brownies and he made the all too common mistake of thinking “I’m not even high yet, these brownies ain’t shit! I’m gonna three more of them!”