I ride a motorbike, so even when I'm not being daft I have blind car drivers to deal with. Not a week goes by without me having an argument at work with a "Sorry you are just too small to see" person, which of course means "I'm too busy playing angry birds to look in my mirrors".
Brushes with Death
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NEAR DEATH!?
I died. When I was three. Some illness that made me violently reject my own antibodies and they started attacking my organs. Heart stopped. Buzz. Hello, world.
Also, I've been stabbed, nearly drowned, succumbed to alcohol poisoning, etc.
NEAR DEATH!?
I died. When I was three. Some illness that made me violently reject my own antibodies and they started attacking my organs. Heart stopped. Buzz. Hello, world.
Also, I've been stabbed, nearly drowned, succumbed to alcohol poisoning, etc.
I was in a plane crash twenty yards away from a tiger cage. I had to kick the window out and crawl out to get help while the plane was leaking gasoline.
I had to fly from Texas to Connecticut the next day.
I had to fly from Texas to Connecticut the next day.
I was almost drowned when I was a child. Might have been 7 to 9 years old. It was an apartment pool. With 3 feet on one side, five in the middle, and 3 at the other end. I couldn't swim so stayed at the three feet areas because I was tall enough to basically stand in it. Anyway, I was trying to move from one side towards the other by staying at the edges because I didn't wanna bother getting out of the pool just to wander to the other side. My fingers slipped and I went under. Remember flailing about, not even holding my breath--mouth wide open and having this thought about trying to swim under water and reach my brother's legs. Then my father lifted me out. I did a lot of coughing and stuff.
When I think about it, I don't recall feeling any real fear at the time. It was all so fast I imagine. Afterwards, when I hacked up the water, I think I cried a bit.
Also, my last year at college before my suspension I was heading to my class when I get to this street. Some days before, cars weren't coming by much so I'd gotten in a brief habit of not looking both ways before crossing. Well, this particular day when I was planning on just crossing without doing so, something made me look. And a car just went past. If I'd gone without staring both ways, it would have hit me. Hard.
Definitely made me remember those rules they always tell you. Even if it's not on a regular road.
When I think about it, I don't recall feeling any real fear at the time. It was all so fast I imagine. Afterwards, when I hacked up the water, I think I cried a bit.
Also, my last year at college before my suspension I was heading to my class when I get to this street. Some days before, cars weren't coming by much so I'd gotten in a brief habit of not looking both ways before crossing. Well, this particular day when I was planning on just crossing without doing so, something made me look. And a car just went past. If I'd gone without staring both ways, it would have hit me. Hard.
Definitely made me remember those rules they always tell you. Even if it's not on a regular road.
I nearly fell from a rock face I was climbing on when I was 12 and if I had fallen I'd have surely been killed.
Back in September 2010 I got hit by a car, although it was not that serious. I was using the cross-walk in front of my school to get across the street and let me say right now, that this was partially my fault. There were cars waiting on some kids to cross and they were like halfway across so I decided I should try and walk across before the cars start moving. Unfortunately, the girl who was at the front of the street happened to be about as attentive as a brick. She was not looking ahead at all while I was walking across the street, and she had her head turned and frozen in the direction that she was turning without looking to see if there was anyone in front of her. Of course, even though I saw that she was not looking, I didn't have enough time to register that she was not going to look in my direction until I was directly in front of the car. She started driving forward still without looking ahead of her and with the incredibly minuscule amount of speed that she had built up in the 3 seconds it took her to move from 0 mph to probably less than 5 mph I was knocked into the air just by that and landed flat on the ground with my full body. Since I was in front of the school and there were a bunch of people outside I was immediately swarmed and they called the Fire Department and police and it was all quite bothersome. I had to call my mom and I was just like "hey mom, I got hit by a car, please call me back when you get the message k bai" and she came and picked me up and since we were poor we denied taking me to the hospital for a check up but told the fire department that we were and drove off. That was 2 years ago and I am completely fine of course (as far as I know), but it did make me realize how dangerous getting hit by a car is. I got launched into the air by a car that had only just started to move, and I realized that if a car was coming at me at normal speed I would probably die, and that jumping at the last second and getting pressed against the windshield doesn't really work like it does on cartoons or tv.
Also notable, I found funny that given the circumstances, when the girl who accidentally bumped me with her car was being questioned, the first thing she said was "OMG, he came out of nowhere"
Also notable, I found funny that given the circumstances, when the girl who accidentally bumped me with her car was being questioned, the first thing she said was "OMG, he came out of nowhere"
Hm, we had one really gigantic super idiot in our platoon at the military service.
We were on the shooting range and had a pause, so everyone was derpin' around but we still had our guns loaded since we wanted to continue after the small break.
The idiot he was, he either forgot to lock his gun or somehow managed to unlock his assault rifle on his back. Anyway a shot was released and luckily hit nobody but the hills. But jeah, anyone of us could've been shot there.
Was probably the shock of my life <.<
Also since it was a break we haven't had our hearing protection on our heads. Being 5 meters apart from an firing assualt rifle is really really fucking loud.
We were on the shooting range and had a pause, so everyone was derpin' around but we still had our guns loaded since we wanted to continue after the small break.
The idiot he was, he either forgot to lock his gun or somehow managed to unlock his assault rifle on his back. Anyway a shot was released and luckily hit nobody but the hills. But jeah, anyone of us could've been shot there.
Was probably the shock of my life <.<
Also since it was a break we haven't had our hearing protection on our heads. Being 5 meters apart from an firing assualt rifle is really really fucking loud.
Don't think there was anything as a baby, other than being a high-risk pregnancy.
At about 6, my aunt's husband went crazy and tried to kill everyone. Had police escorts to school for about a year and was taught to use a baseball bat on him if he came to the door and how to protect myself... Fun times.
At about 8 I nearly drowned knee-boarding. The board flipped, I couldn't get myself out of the straps, and I remember watching the sandy bottom and the fish swimming around... then nothing for an hour or two. I apparently was pulled out blue-lipped but breathing... I think.
At 11, just before Halloween, I developed a stomachache. Mom thought I was sneaking candy and/or getting my period, so threw a hot water bottle on me for a few days. I made it to a half dozen houses on Halloween before I had to go home ill. (Vomiting by this time.) The next day I was still ill, so we went to the doctor. She looked at me and quickly told us to get to the hospital, so my mom drove there with me wailing every time the car hit a bump. Seven fucking hours later at the Children's Hospital, a Resident came in, looked over my chart, and declared I had a UTI. ... I don't quite remember the next part, but apparently my mother screamed so much another doctor came in, poked my abdomen once, and I was in surgery in less than an hour. My appendix had ruptured and had leaked, I was septic and hours from dying. So, thankfully, my mom was on the ball. I also have quite the scar - it's stretched over the years, but is like 6 inches long.
At about 18 or so, my sister drove me to work in my aunt's tiny little Neon, and some kid ripped out of a parking lot and t-boned us. Thankfully he hit the wheel well, because the damn thing collapsed. If he'd hit the door (a millisecond later), I'd have been in pretty bad shape.
Other than that... I can't think of anything obvious other than close-calls driving and/or crossing the road which everyone has. Cabbies in my city don't care if they hit people when driving, and I walk across a massive intersection downtown every day to get to work. Buses kinda don't stop, either.
At about 6, my aunt's husband went crazy and tried to kill everyone. Had police escorts to school for about a year and was taught to use a baseball bat on him if he came to the door and how to protect myself... Fun times.
At about 8 I nearly drowned knee-boarding. The board flipped, I couldn't get myself out of the straps, and I remember watching the sandy bottom and the fish swimming around... then nothing for an hour or two. I apparently was pulled out blue-lipped but breathing... I think.
At 11, just before Halloween, I developed a stomachache. Mom thought I was sneaking candy and/or getting my period, so threw a hot water bottle on me for a few days. I made it to a half dozen houses on Halloween before I had to go home ill. (Vomiting by this time.) The next day I was still ill, so we went to the doctor. She looked at me and quickly told us to get to the hospital, so my mom drove there with me wailing every time the car hit a bump. Seven fucking hours later at the Children's Hospital, a Resident came in, looked over my chart, and declared I had a UTI. ... I don't quite remember the next part, but apparently my mother screamed so much another doctor came in, poked my abdomen once, and I was in surgery in less than an hour. My appendix had ruptured and had leaked, I was septic and hours from dying. So, thankfully, my mom was on the ball. I also have quite the scar - it's stretched over the years, but is like 6 inches long.
At about 18 or so, my sister drove me to work in my aunt's tiny little Neon, and some kid ripped out of a parking lot and t-boned us. Thankfully he hit the wheel well, because the damn thing collapsed. If he'd hit the door (a millisecond later), I'd have been in pretty bad shape.
Other than that... I can't think of anything obvious other than close-calls driving and/or crossing the road which everyone has. Cabbies in my city don't care if they hit people when driving, and I walk across a massive intersection downtown every day to get to work. Buses kinda don't stop, either.
Well, my former friend tried to kill me once, but I was a little distracted with fighting back to have revalations on the meaning of life.
Heights freak me out so much that I find myself praying to god even though I dont follow any religion. I guess that's all.
Edit: My nightmares. I have a particularly vivid recurring nightmare that I have had for months that involves a doppleganger of me killing all my friends and family before getting to me. It may not be a "brush with death" in real life, but it feels real enough when it happens.
Heights freak me out so much that I find myself praying to god even though I dont follow any religion. I guess that's all.
Edit: My nightmares. I have a particularly vivid recurring nightmare that I have had for months that involves a doppleganger of me killing all my friends and family before getting to me. It may not be a "brush with death" in real life, but it feels real enough when it happens.
I've nearly drowned several times:
- Once when I thought I could swim... I couldn't
- Once when I tripped into the deep end of the pool, I still couldn't swim
- Once when my ex's best friend's boyfriend shoved me in for not believing I couldn't swim. I was unconscious under the water by the time her, her friends, and this asshole realized I wasn't just trying to get attention.
I also hit a patch of black ice while going over an intersection. I slammed into the cement section on the side of the bridge, about 2 feet from the section that was just flimsy metal. Had I hit that I would have plummeted about 30 feet onto oncoming traffic.
- Once when I thought I could swim... I couldn't
- Once when I tripped into the deep end of the pool, I still couldn't swim
- Once when my ex's best friend's boyfriend shoved me in for not believing I couldn't swim. I was unconscious under the water by the time her, her friends, and this asshole realized I wasn't just trying to get attention.
I also hit a patch of black ice while going over an intersection. I slammed into the cement section on the side of the bridge, about 2 feet from the section that was just flimsy metal. Had I hit that I would have plummeted about 30 feet onto oncoming traffic.
Well my most recent one was almost being hit by a car when I was on my bike. (Not a motor bike)
- In my earlier days I was almost drowned and I fell of a small cliff.
- In my youngest days I fell of a school slide and fell head first onto concrete. (I blame this for my hate of maths for some strange reason)
Not many since I'm young still.
- In my earlier days I was almost drowned and I fell of a small cliff.
- In my youngest days I fell of a school slide and fell head first onto concrete. (I blame this for my hate of maths for some strange reason)
Not many since I'm young still.
Oh. Well, 50mph was the last speed I remember travelling at before impact. I managed to brake at least a little before I hit that van. Also, "full speed" on I-95 is somewhere around 80 mph or 90 if you're either late or psychotic or psychotically late.Zack Alklazaris said:
Still, I hit that van pretty damn hard.
I have been shot at 3 times. I've also had a loaded sawed-off shot gun held to my stomach by a very unstable man. I've been stabbed twice, once in my arm so bad the buckknife went through my arm. The other time I was stabbed in the leg by a screwdriver.
I've been in 4 car accidents 3 while in a car, not my fault, and 1 while standing on the side of the road, also not my fault.
When I was a kid I was bit by a rattlesnake as well.
I'll elaborate any one of those stories if asked. I didn't want to type them all if no-one is interested
I've been in 4 car accidents 3 while in a car, not my fault, and 1 while standing on the side of the road, also not my fault.
When I was a kid I was bit by a rattlesnake as well.
I'll elaborate any one of those stories if asked. I didn't want to type them all if no-one is interested
When I was an infant my parents got very high and took me outside during a blizzard, I almost died.
When I was around 3 I fell off of my apartment balcony and almost died, but I managed to grab on to a gate and hold on till help.
When I was 4 I was the victim of a massive, nasty infection that caused me to have a 105 - 106 fever for a long time, doctor told me I could have died ( I ceertainly thought I was going to).
When I was 8 I was choked until unconsciousness by some racist bullies and beaten pretty bad during and after. Was later told my heart had stopped and I was resuscitated.
When I was 11 a bullet struck a tree an inch or so away from my head.
yadda yadda, horrible childhood, horrible childhood.
So its happened to me a lot but it never has caused me to reevaluate my life. In fact all I learned was to accept that death will happen eventually to everyone and can happen at anytime. I now feel a sense of calm instead of dread when shit happens.
When I was around 3 I fell off of my apartment balcony and almost died, but I managed to grab on to a gate and hold on till help.
When I was 4 I was the victim of a massive, nasty infection that caused me to have a 105 - 106 fever for a long time, doctor told me I could have died ( I ceertainly thought I was going to).
When I was 8 I was choked until unconsciousness by some racist bullies and beaten pretty bad during and after. Was later told my heart had stopped and I was resuscitated.
When I was 11 a bullet struck a tree an inch or so away from my head.
yadda yadda, horrible childhood, horrible childhood.
So its happened to me a lot but it never has caused me to reevaluate my life. In fact all I learned was to accept that death will happen eventually to everyone and can happen at anytime. I now feel a sense of calm instead of dread when shit happens.
I'd like to hear about the shotgun, screwdriver and rattlesnake pleaseace_of_something said:I have been shot at 3 times. I've also had a loaded sawed-off shot gun held to my stomach by a very unstable man. I've been stabbed twice, once in my arm so bad the buckknife went through my arm. The other time I was stabbed in the leg by a screwdriver.
I've been in 4 car accidents 3 while in a car, not my fault, and 1 while standing on the side of the road, also not my fault.
When I was a kid I was bit by a rattlesnake as well.
I'll elaborate any one of those stories if asked. I didn't want to type them all if no-one is interested
Ermm. When my sister was being born I was about 1 and a half years old. My parents left me with my aunt, who gave me a lolly and left me to it. Anyways, I ended up almost choking to death somehow. My Mum's a nurse, so my aunt ended up phoning her to get help.
She said "I hope your daughters ok, because I think I might have just killed your son." That lady has a dark sense of humour -.-
Also some cockhole nearly ran me over when I was on my pushbike through sheer inattentiveness.
Plus there were a few times snowboarding that I could easily have died if I hadn't a helmet. On one occasion someone took me out as I was going past the edge of a steep drop. I went over the edge headfirst and just about managed to swivel round to get the board under me and absorb most of the impact. On another occasion my jacket got caught on the button lift and I ended up being dragged by it to smash headfirst into a barrier.
Those are the main ones that I can think of.
She said "I hope your daughters ok, because I think I might have just killed your son." That lady has a dark sense of humour -.-
Also some cockhole nearly ran me over when I was on my pushbike through sheer inattentiveness.
Plus there were a few times snowboarding that I could easily have died if I hadn't a helmet. On one occasion someone took me out as I was going past the edge of a steep drop. I went over the edge headfirst and just about managed to swivel round to get the board under me and absorb most of the impact. On another occasion my jacket got caught on the button lift and I ended up being dragged by it to smash headfirst into a barrier.
Those are the main ones that I can think of.
I almost got hit by a rocket in Iraq. Going down the road, I was in the back looking out the window when I saw a group of rockets get launched at our base. One of them hooked towards our truck and I watched it come at us and it hooked again into the ground about 50 feet from us and blew up. We kept on moving though like a boss lol.
Wrecked my first motorcycle going about 70mph. Lost traction in a turn and had to go off the road. I stood the bike up and applied the brakes, but when the bike went onto the dirt, it slammed on its side and bucked me off (thankfully). Slid through the dirt narrowly missed sliding into a barbed wire fence. Scraped my knee pretty bad but I was overall fine. PSA to all riders: WEAR YOUR GEAR! My helmet probably saved my life.
Wrecked my first motorcycle going about 70mph. Lost traction in a turn and had to go off the road. I stood the bike up and applied the brakes, but when the bike went onto the dirt, it slammed on its side and bucked me off (thankfully). Slid through the dirt narrowly missed sliding into a barbed wire fence. Scraped my knee pretty bad but I was overall fine. PSA to all riders: WEAR YOUR GEAR! My helmet probably saved my life.