Near death incidents

I had Myocarditius when I was nineteen, that`s an inflammation of the muscle surrounding the heart. It was squashing my heart. I VERY nearly died from that. A very strange experince that was, I woke up on a cardiac ward surrounded by really old people lol Every time I get a flutter of the heart now I panic a little inside.
Numerous car wrecks that all could have killed me easily but I was just lucky.
I was on a zip line and I`d put a bit of weight on since I`d last been on it. My bacside hit the platfor at about 40mph and I shot up into the sky sooooo high. I`m amazed to this day that I managed to hang on and that I didn`t break my back.... just my arse. I couldn`t sit down for a year.
I had whooping cough when I was a few months old, that`s supposed to kill you if you`re under two years old I think it is. I actually remember a few images from that...
Can`t say I`ve ever been shot at but I`ve been hit by a riccochet from a 12bore which I had though impossible by the way. A few apparently fused pellets came back from a guy stood in front of me shooting. I heard it hit a wooden post to my right and then it hit my arm. It felt like being stabbed with a soldering iron, very hot ! No harm done though. I realise that`s not a brush with death but I just want to fit in ! lol Everybody else seems to have been shot at..... :)

I watched a reality TV show once, close as I ever want to come to death.

I slipped and almost biffed it, while scrambling the back side of Castle Mountain. Yikes!!

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I did make the highest peak though, second one from the right, what a view!!

I don't have any stories near as impressive as you guys... However, I
did get in a pretty bad accident around 17 years old.

I was driving home from a double shift at Bob Evans, after working till close (there until 11:30 on day A, and working from 6am til 6pm on day B)... Well, I was tired and a bit out of it on day B, on the drive home, and caught a glare off of the back of a stop sign... I thought someone was flashing their brights at me, so I turned to give them the finger, and felt my front right wheel go off the edge of the road (Beach road in Medina has about 5 inch high shoulders... Repaved soon after this, actually) and I overcorrected to get back on the road, overcorrected again back towards the edge, and another jerk of the wheel away from the road (BRILLIANT!)

Well, the car rolled over onto the roof and skidded for about 50-60 feet. You have to appreciate the view when you're looking up (which is actually looking down) watching the road crushing the window in front of you, and rushing by.

I walked away with road burn on my arm, and nothing more (My window was down, and my arm was hanging out and down... Apparently the EMT was surprised it wasn't broken off when I rolled...)

I got way too lucky with that one.



Also, I'm surprised this hasn't been posted yet... Make sure you turn up your volume, the sound adds a lot to this (No graphic content, mind you). This is why you don't shoot at metal targets.

YouTube - 50 caliber ricochet

Not me, but this guy has a pretty good story

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Originally Posted by Alembic

When I was 11 years old I had an early morning paper route. I had to get up at 4:00am to deliver the papers. One morning a car with two men in it slowly pulled up to me and asked if I had a dollar, I started backing up and said no. The driver whipped open his door and said "Get in the back seat". I took off running and hid in some bushes. The car looked for me for about 15 minutes and then took off. I ran home and abandoned my wagon full of newspapers.

We called the police. They took a report and said they couldn't do anything about it since they had not actually touched me. We called the paper manager and all he wanted to know was what I had done with the rest of the papers.

This was the time I knew that the people who I counted on to protect me could not. That is why I have a concealed pistol license.

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WOW, concealed weapons permit at age 11!!

Shot at by a sniper in Vietnam, 1972. He was in a village, well hidden. Missed my left ear by inches. A sound you never, never forget! Reaction force came up empty looking for him, ditto two sentry dogs released with the "Kill" command.

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Originally Posted by ShavedZombie

I don't have any stories near as impressive as you guys... However, I
did get in a pretty bad accident around 17 years old.

I was driving home from a double shift at Bob Evans, after working till close (there until 11:30 on day A, and working from 6am til 6pm on day B)... Well, I was tired and a bit out of it on day B, on the drive home, and caught a glare off of the back of a stop sign... I thought someone was flashing their brights at me, so I turned to give them the finger, and felt my front right wheel go off the edge of the road (Beach road in Medina has about 5 inch high shoulders... Repaved soon after this, actually) and I overcorrected to get back on the road, overcorrected again back towards the edge, and another jerk of the wheel away from the road (BRILLIANT!)

Well, the car rolled over onto the roof and skidded for about 50-60 feet. You have to appreciate the view when you're looking up (which is actually looking down) watching the road crushing the window in front of you, and rushing by.

I walked away with road burn on my arm, and nothing more (My window was down, and my arm was hanging out and down... Apparently the EMT was surprised it wasn't broken off when I rolled...)

I got way too lucky with that one.



Also, I'm surprised this hasn't been posted yet... Make sure you turn up your volume, the sound adds a lot to this (No graphic content, mind you). This is why you don't shoot at metal targets.

YouTube - 50 caliber ricochet

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Wow you can actually hear the ricochet ....hes lucky i would say

When I was in Vietnam I had the opportuity to catch a ride on the commanding general's plane. He wasn't on board and the pilots just had to get the plane back to Cam Rahn Bay which was close to where I needed to go. I jumped at the chance as this was a very nice Beechcraft and the boss had a really nice, comfy chair - much better than the Hueys I normally traveled in. We were cruising high enough for me to ask the pilots why they were flying around the thunderheads rather than going through them. Among the answers was that the winds in those clouds could be violent enough to rip wings off aircraft. OK I thought - good reason to fly around them.

We were making the Cam Rahn Bay approach at about 1200 feet and the bottom dropped out of the air. The plane fell essentially straight down for about 1100 feet. When the wings caught air I could see treetops out of the window. On the way down I knew it was over and after we did land I asked the pilots how they felt about what had just happened. They were actually gray and told me they knew we were dead. I was glad the wings were tougher than I had been given to believe and had no mirror to see if I was as gray as the pilots who were going to land that plane come hell or no air.

Thanks again guys

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It depends on your definition of "near".

Age 8, my heart and lungs failed due to an anaphylactic shock caused by a cortizone dosage error. I spent the best part of 6 months in coma, woke up with a clean slate and troubles in school... turns out I required glasses after the incident. I don't have real memories from before that event, only second-hand memories told to me by the family.

Age 8 still, I got hit by a car going over 40MPH in the city center, landed face first on the curb... less than 5 weeks after my older brother was killed in a road accident. I got hit, then got up and managed to walk off the road before collapsing from the blood loss. I got lucky as it happened just in front of a doctor office, I just ended up having the majority of my face sewn back together without anesthesia due to the heavy blood loss. I had to eat through a straw for a few months. The doctor did an incredible job sewing me back, you wouldn't notice the marks if I didn't show them to you.

Age 10, while playing in the woods behind a camping site with two friends, my heart stopped again after a 10ft fall when I landed flat on my back with a stone between the shoulder blades. Luckily, there was somebody able to perform CPR nearby. I definitely do recall the world fading out, a gap then fading back in... I also do remember being very weak for the rest of the day, unable to walk without assistance and too weak to communicate with more than a few words.