A mom posted a story to Reddit about going full mama bear mode:
Yesterday while I was making lunch I heard a really loud sound, as if the ceiling was falling or a bookshelf had fallen.
My husband (41M) and daughter (17F) were out, the only other person in the house was my son (16M). I was pretty sure he was in his room, which is at the opposite side of the house from the kitchen, so while making my way there I checked every room and everything seemed in order.
I knocked on my son’s door and called his name, no answer. I must have knocked/called 3 times before trying to open the door which was locked.
At this point I was getting really freaked out, thinking that maybe he tipped his wardrobe or bookshelf and it had fallen over him and he was passed out on the floor. I was basically screaming his name, no answer.