My dad really scared me... the thought of losing him was definitely in my mind. So, my dad has cough syncope, which makes you lose consciousness after having a episode of coughs. Anyways, he was in my room asking how to do something on his phone. I showed him and he leaves closing my door behind him. About 10 seconds later I hear this enormous thud against my door and I rush out the door to see my dad lying on the ground, unconscious in the garage doorway. Mom was there and my grandmother was too. Luckily, he woke up. We sat him up and seemed like he was ok. He told us he remembered choking on some peanuts he was eating and lost conciousness. Mom was opening the door to the garage to come back inside and that's when he slammed into my door and fell towards her. I'm just so glad he didn't hit the brick step with his head. He hit it with his neck though... god I was so fucking scared. I was keeping my composure the whole time, but if you had your hand in my chest, you'd feel my heart just rapidly beating. My adrenaline was just through the roof... I really thought he was dying for a sec... he lost his father almost two years ago and I felt like I was about to lose mine...