Ways I almost died

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Anonymous wrote:Got into a car with a drunk driver (I was drunk also). He almost hit the street post, the ones in the middle on the island. I was in the back and had no car seat.

Duh not car seat, seat belt

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Scary to think about it really the ones that stick out in my mind the most - having a gun pointed in my face from about 6 inches away, I don't think the guy wanted to shoot me but he was very nervous, watching a actor trailer swerve around my car into the turn lane to our left to avoid slamming into the back of my little car he didn't come to a complete stop until he was four cars ahead of me.

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Too many to cite ranging from driving drunk to doing drugs to working with one of the Kray twins (google em) in London who owned a business in partnership with a client and almost getting shot in the process. I was then a student.

It is a miracle that I am still alive and today I am a pretty staid person!

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I had eclampsia with my first child. I had had an easy pregnancy, and then didn't feel well one day. My husband was traveling, so I thought I should go to bed early. I woke up and couldn't take the pain any more. I got out of bed and collapsed on the floor. I must have had a seizure but I didn't really understand. I threw up all over. I called my doctor (middle of the night), who called 911 for me. Baby was born by c-section (28 weeks) minutes later, and both she and I struggled for weeks to live. Now we're both fine, but I totally remember laying in the operating room in great pain, taking comfort in the fact that I was clear that I was going to see my mom, who had died a few years earlier and I missed terribly.

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malaria

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My dad used to pick me up at school or Girl Scouts totally plastered. It is amazing neither of us were killed and that he never killed anyone. This went on for years.

I almost didn't get medical treatment in time after eating cocktail shrimp. I was about five and I remember clawing at my throat, coughing and wheezing. My mom went into shock and truly couldn't think what to do for me. Precious minutes were wasted. I began to get ringing in my ears and saw spots as my mom carried me to a neighbors house for help. The neighbor gave me Benadryl (rx back then), threw me in the back of her station wagon and got me to the er. I remember getting more medicine at the hospital, a liquid, and then I was sent home.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My dad used to pick me up at school or Girl Scouts totally plastered. It is amazing neither of us were killed and that he never killed anyone. This went on for years.

I almost didn't get medical treatment in time after eating cocktail shrimp. I was about five and I remember clawing at my throat, coughing and wheezing. My mom went into shock and truly couldn't think what to do for me. Precious minutes were wasted. I began to get ringing in my ears and saw spots as my mom carried me to a neighbors house for help. The neighbor gave me Benadryl (rx back then), threw me in the back of her station wagon and got me to the er. I remember getting more medicine at the hospital, a liquid, and then I was

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Mistook a raging kidney infection for a bad case of flu. Won't do that one again.

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Developed a blood clot in my lungs after an abdominal surgery, and was "lucky" to have also developed severe dehydration. Got admitted back to the hospital for dehydration, had a CT scan performed, and that's how the lung clot was found.

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I was badly shocked putting up outdoor Christmas lights. Barefooted. In the rain. I remember thinking, well....this is how I'll die. And I'll end up on fark.com with a Darwin tag.

Seriously, the doctors told me I was very lucky to be alive. My heart stopped and I had some nasty burns. What makes it even worse is that I was 5 months pregnant. Baby was fine as well. Sadly, he just turned 12 and has yet to show signs of any superpowers.

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Canoeing over level 3 rapids. Didn't know the terrain was so rough, right after flooding. A school field trip, I was 16.

The canoe overturned and my boot shoelace was caught in a tree that had been submerged. It was slippery and I was trying to hold my self up from the water pushing me down. Both of my contacts washed out. I could not get my foot out, the water was too strong. My teacher jumped in, frustrated from the guides trying to throw me a rope -- he just floated down and unhooked my boot.

Crazy. I remember thinking about my family and that's what kept me holding on even though I was losing strength. I remember coming home and my mom acting like it was no big deal.

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I was in NYC for New Year's, and was getting crushed between 2 barricades by a surging crowd. I could feel myself gasping for air and luckily, a police officer on a horse saw me in distress and was able to push the crowd back and pull me free.

That would have sucked!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I was badly shocked putting up outdoor Christmas lights. Barefooted. In the rain. I remember thinking, well....this is how I'll die. And I'll end up on fark.com with a Darwin tag.

Seriously, the doctors told me I was very lucky to be alive. My heart stopped and I had some nasty burns. What makes it even worse is that I was 5 months pregnant. Baby was fine as well. Sadly, he just turned 12 and has yet to show signs of any superpowers.

Wait a bit. These things often don't fully present until early adulthood.

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Liar. A 4yo doesn't have such thought process.

Anonymous wrote:At 4 years of age at a public pool I decided to cross under the line separating the deep end from the shallow end to see what the deep end was like.

I was not aware that under the line was not an incline to the deeper end but an immediate drop from 3 ft to 6 ft. I sank way over my head and bobbed up. People were around me but did not hear my weak, half-choked cries for help. Everyone was busy doing their own thing.

I saw the life guard far away sitting in a chair on a tall white wooden platform. He was not looking my way. I tried to wave to get his attention but I was just one of many people in a pool. He did not look my way. He was looking down at his feet at the people under him.

After several times going under and coming back up I could not stay afloat anymore. As I drifted under the surface I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining above me as I sank lower.

As I was drowning I thought to myself, "I guess this is what it is like to die. Mom will be really sad." I was sad not because I was drowning but because my mom would be heartbroken to find my lifeless body in the pool. I always tried to spare her feelings. Once, when hit in the head by a rock by a mean neighbor kid, instead of going home I went up the road to a neighbor and washed the blood off so mom would not freak out.

I was now beginning to run out of air. I could hold my breath no more. As I resigned myself to die, I saw two arms come at me and a pair of hands grabbed me and lifted me out of the water. It was a girl of about 14 years.

I was so happy I wasn't going to die. I said aloud "You saved me!"

The girl laughed and walked me under the depth divider and put me back in the shallow part of the pool. I thanked her and told her again she saved me but she just laughed and walked away. I was a little angry she did not seem to believe me, that she thought I was playing a game.

As fast as I could I made my way to my mom. She was sitting with my dad and my uncle, aunt, and cousins. Mom offered me something to eat.

She had no idea what had just happened to me, and at 4 years of age I could not put into words how to tell her that I had been one breath away from death.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Liar. A 4yo doesn't have such thought process.

Anonymous wrote:At 4 years of age at a public pool I decided to cross under the line separating the deep end from the shallow end to see what the deep end was like.

I was not aware that under the line was not an incline to the deeper end but an immediate drop from 3 ft to 6 ft. I sank way over my head and bobbed up. People were around me but did not hear my weak, half-choked cries for help. Everyone was busy doing their own thing.

I saw the life guard far away sitting in a chair on a tall white wooden platform. He was not looking my way. I tried to wave to get his attention but I was just one of many people in a pool. He did not look my way. He was looking down at his feet at the people under him.

After several times going under and coming back up I could not stay afloat anymore. As I drifted under the surface I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining above me as I sank lower.

As I was drowning I thought to myself, "I guess this is what it is like to die. Mom will be really sad." I was sad not because I was drowning but because my mom would be heartbroken to find my lifeless body in the pool. I always tried to spare her feelings. Once, when hit in the head by a rock by a mean neighbor kid, instead of going home I went up the road to a neighbor and washed the blood off so mom would not freak out.

I was now beginning to run out of air. I could hold my breath no more. As I resigned myself to die, I saw two arms come at me and a pair of hands grabbed me and lifted me out of the water. It was a girl of about 14 years.

I was so happy I wasn't going to die. I said aloud "You saved me!"

The girl laughed and walked me under the depth divider and put me back in the shallow part of the pool. I thanked her and told her again she saved me but she just laughed and walked away. I was a little angry she did not seem to believe me, that she thought I was playing a game.

As fast as I could I made my way to my mom. She was sitting with my dad and my uncle, aunt, and cousins. Mom offered me something to eat.

She had no idea what had just happened to me, and at 4 years of age I could not put into words how to tell her that I had been one breath away from death.

Of course they do. Well, normally developing kids do.