Your story reminds me of an event my mother shared with me. She and my father were living in Boston MA in a slum. Both were working long hours to make ends meet. My mom was doing a friend a favor by watching over a friend’s toddler. Unbeknownst to my mother, the toddler had freed themselves from the crib and was standing near a window on the second floor.
Suddenly, there was breaking then crashing sound outside the first-floor. My mother bolted out the door and leaped over a six-foot stockade fence to rescue the toddler who had fallen when the window and part of the wall broke away from the house.
I share this part of the story because I recognize that unusually feats occur when extreme emotion fuels our action. Possibly something we inherently are becomes accessible when unexpected circumstances arise.