I suddenly remembered a very bad experience and I want to share it with you.

To pick just one experience that has stood out in my life. I remember when my family just started going to the desert and riding dirt bikes. We rode this one trail as fast as we could, but it had whoops (several small speed bump or larger sized obstacles to ride over). For me on a quad, it was just a pain and slowed me down. For motorcycles it was nothing and they could still keep up their speed. Well, I noticed a side trail that was flat and I figured I could keep up with the others if I just stayed along the side. Well, the side trail went around the side of a hill and I figured it'll go around and then meet up with the main rode momentarily and no big deal. Of course its dusk too and I don't have my safety pack with a drink, compass, or anything. The side trail went off in its own direction and never met back up to the trail. Well going 30-60mph, you can get far without realizing. I sure enough was lost in the desert...alone. I turned around and figured I'd follow my trail back to where I got off the road. I now notice going backward, The trail I had taken had passed a few other forks in the road and my sense of direction was getting confused. All I could do is face the fact I did a really stupid thing and start praying, as I continued on the trail back. I remember saying out loud, "Well God, its you and me now and I'm lost, but I know you created this place and know exactly where I need to go help me find my way, I'm really scared that its going to be dark and cold soon too, please help me." I remember getting a really peaceful feeling all of a sudden and within about 10min. I found a trail leading to the Main Road that I recognized. I waited another 10 min. and my husband came flying down the trail and caught up with me yelling at me, how stupid I was. I just laughed and said I know, but thank God I found you. He shut up and we all went back to camp. That was such an intense feeling of being fearful and then such a sense of peace out of nowhere.

Even i have had a drowning experience, its really scary, i almost drowned in the swimming pool deep end when i was a kid.. i can still remember trying to come up, but i just couldnt, n the water just would nt go away, filling up everything.. luckily my mom saw me n she jumped in clothes n all.. lol.. wat an experience.. i still go swimming once in away, but i prefer sticking to the corners, where i can always get a grip

hi,friend,you are greatful to your hubby.Its a dangerous experience.thank god. In my case,when i was 13 years old,i went to swim in local canal along with friends.I was just escaped from drowning in to canal as there was so muddy beneath the canal.Of course later i was faced a blow from my dad.

How lucky you were Sherine, and also that your husband was with you at the time, holding tight onto you. My worst experience was many years ago. We had visitors one night and they didn't leave till the early hours of the morning, so I tidied up the kitchen and then went to bed. The next morning I was not feeling so well, and could not even make much of an effort to clean up. When my husband got home from milking, he immediately phoned the Doctot, but couldn't get the specialise I used to see. So he phoned our local Doctor who was not on duty and the girl there was offhand, but he took me in. As soon as I arrived they put me straight into a room and when the Doctor saw me, he said to get to hospital. I wasn't too concerned as by this time I was not feeling all that bad, so I got my things from home and went to the hospital. The hospital was not happy with me, as the Doctor had phoned them over an hour before and said they had to do certain tests, but they admitted me. By the time I changed, I could hardly walk so they put me in a wheelchair to go down to pathology for blood tests and ultrasound. They took me straight from there to the operating theatre. I had an ectopic pregnancy which had burst, which is why I was not in all that much pain but my system was being poisoned. I was in a pretty bad way, although it was some days before I realised this of course. Several years before this, my appendix had ruptured and again by the time I saw the Doctor the pain had all but gone, so I took my own sweet time getting to the hospital. That time I spend 18 days in hospital, in isolation, due to the fact that I was infectious. The third time I had chest pains but saw a Doctor who told me I had a heart condition. Kept me in hospital for a couple of days and gave me medication. I was not happy with it so we returned south to see our old family Doctor. He ordered an immediate stress test which had to be done in another town. The day after the test I had to see him, and as soon as I walked into his rooms he handed me the slip to be admitted to hospital. Told me that I was to go straight to hospital and my husband could get my things for me. So that was it, and I then spend 10 days in hospital waiting for an operation for an unstable heart condition. Now I take no chances whatsoever with my health. I think I have had all the "breaks" that I will ever get and being lucky that 3 times I have been in a life threatening position and lived, is a good enough warning for anyone.

I had a discussion going about my worst experiance.I almost drowned. a wave caught me and i had no pulse when they pulled me up. never gp near the sea again =(