It was about 7 years ago give or take when I had my worse snow experience. I was living up in Rhode Island at the time. We just got hit with about 2 feet of snow without including the drifts which made some of the snow pile up to over 3 feet high. I remember it being a very cold winter too. I walked around the whole entire winter due to having no license. Doing all this walking started to get me sick before the snow storm had happened. I remember spitting up flem, which was yellow and green. It was disgusting. I barley slept for days too. I remember telling my mom before the storm came that I wasn't feeling good so shoveling was going to not happen. She laughed. She told me I had to since it was just her and I because her boyfriend was living out in Illinois at the time. I was pissed when we were talking about this. The snow was already falling at the time. So I called my best friend to come over to kick back and jam on some video games since there was going to be no school. Plus, he had smokes and I was out at the time. I remember waking up the next morning to my mom saying "come on Nick, let’s get to shoveling." I didn't sleep a wink due to the feeling of me dying along with being in chronic pain. I told her I was sick as hell and couldn't do it. She told me to get outside. I didn't argue with my energy level being at negative 1000, I just said ok. So, I go outside, shovel in hand with my mom, my friend and me. I grab a cig, smoke half of it while spitting out nasty flem. I kept telling my mom I had pneumonia, she didn't believe me. My chest was on fire, I was hurting and while all this was happening my friend was complaining he was cold. He shoveled about 3 feet before I snapped and told him to go inside. I was livid. It took me and my mom an hour and a half to shovel the drive way. I was spitting flem up every minute, dying, or it at least felt like I was.
When we got inside I lashed out at my friend. I almost threw him through the door and kicked his ass due to how mad he made me that I shoveled my driveway sick as a motherfucker. My mom looked at me she said to me "thank you, are you ok? You don't look so good." I told her no. I am dying. I told my friend to go home. I went to rest in my room until the morning. I didn't sleep at all, so my mom called the doctors. My face was whiter than the snow on the ground at this point. I got to the doctors and he said as soon as I got into the office that I have Walking Pneumonia. My whole entire left (could've been my right) lung was filled traveling into the other lung too. My mom's face said it all. She apologized for making me shovel. She felt so guilty that she didn't believe me that I was actually sick. I didn't care though. I knew I was the only one who was going to help her shovel so it was my duty. My health comes second to my mom even with lungs filled with death. She was so upset she started to cry in the office. My doctor who asked why she was upset heard my mom say I made him shovel. He said that wasn’t a good idea. But, hey, I had to do it and I was thankful I did. I was even more thankful she took me to the doctors too.
So this is and to this day will always be my worse snow memory ever! It was shoveling a drive way with a lung and half full of Pneumonia with zero sleep. Not too sure if many people can say they've done that but I can. Sorry for the long post too.