Posted on 07/06/2013 7:15:44 PM PDT by MNDude
It seems almost everyone has a story of how they almost drowned, almost drove off a cliff, or narrowly dodged a bullet. What is your story of the closest you came to dying?
Guess I can’t go first...
When I was about 11 years old, I went swimming in a river a half a mile from my house. I was swiimming under the water and my trunks got caught on a branch underwater somehow. I was struggling for what seemed like the longest time to go free. The surface was just a foot from me also. Finally I ripped off my shorts and got out. I had to run home in my birthday suit!
I should add, lost 6 pints of blood.
If a doctor can’t kill me, then God insists I live fully.
Welcome home Brother, me too.....
You are a dog, Silly One.
Awesome story (life)!
“Hard to tell.”
That was my first thought as well. I have often mentioned to my family how one never knows how close we are/have been to death. Cars at closing speeds of 120 MPH and inches away is foremost in my mind.
My latest known incident was falling into the woods onto a newly hacked stem of brush. Went an inch into my neck - but right between the trachia and the artery. Thank you God. With a two hour walk out it would have been tough if it had hit anything important.
Too bad you weren’t wearing diapers ....
Today ?
And now its a life of coumadin...
That H1N1 flu. Three and a half days in, I had pneumonia in both lungs, trouble exhaling, feverish, delirious, hearing a voice that was telling me I didn’t have long. They got me to the doc, the x ray was atrocious (doc said if i were a smoker I’d be in deep doo doo with that image), they pumped me full of antibiotics, the strongest they had, and I healed. A mommy to 3 at the time (now 4), it was not the right time to go!
Thank you, Hashem.
Vendome!!! I’m so glad you made it. So glad!
“It was a very frightening time.”
Glad you are still here!! And I’m sure your loved ones are too. Even if we don’t always think so. (Speaking for myself).
I was fighting an apartment fire and got “everyone out now” bug-out call.
I walked about 10 feet, down one flight of stairs, about another 10 feet, sat down on the hose and about the time I opened the nozzle, most of the building with giant a/c’s on the roof, pancaked.
Didn’t get scared till I got back to the station.
ROFL only the 2nd post and you win the prize
Oct of 2011 had a very close encounter with an 82mm recoiless rifle round...still have some souvenirs in my calf and neck. The really big pieces left some pretty interesting marks on my helmet...
Oh, one more: a semi lost a wheel (not just the tire or retread) right in front of me at 70+ mph in El Paso. I hit it instantly. Car went airborne and landed at about a 30 degree angle from straight. Again, at 70+ mph. Had two lanes to work with. Managed to keep the (now trashed) car on the road.
Called the police once I pulled over. And the Sheriff. Stupidly didn’t call the staties. Filed reports with both. They found the semi pretty quickly.
Mysteriously, my repairs were all paid for, but not by my insurance company. No deductible. In fact, my insurance company said that when they called to arrange for payment, the bill was $0 (BTW State Farm rocks). Also, according to the police and sheriff records, the accident never happened.
Yup, it was a (big company who won’t be named) semi.
Still don’t know how I survived that one.
And a few more, but they’re boring. Yup, I should be dead.
My uncle was a P-38 pilot in Northern Italy(Hat in the Ring) and I asked him about the war and closest he came etc....I’ll never forget his reply. “I was flying at high altitude and needed to pee- got the bottle out and was halfway done when I got jumped and pee’d all over the inside of the cockpit- it froze and I found myself in a dogfight blinded - was very lucky let alone pissed off...
Geeze. Been to West Palm Plenty and never considered danger anywhere.
Guess evil lurks everywhere.
Glad you are still with us.
Driving my Renault, struck broadside be a full sized American sedan, thrown from car (no seatbelt), landing on head. Came to with a Catholic priest leaning over me, giving last rites. That was in 1964 or 65. It was actually the most peaceful I’d ever felt in my life and never again did I worry about or fear death.
Had so many close calls I can’t afford more.. (if I have nine lives that is). One of the more dramatic was being ambushed on a Convoy from Baghdad to Ramahdi. Guy with an AK fired me up from a rooftop about 100 meters off. I couldn’t get eyes on him. I watched the rounds track across a dirt parking lot to me. His mag emptied, with the last round about 5 meters in front of me. Then the accompanying suicide bomber continued to drive up to the rear of my vehicle despite having the car shot up by my tail gunner. tail-gunners belt fed jammed before he could neutralize him. The bomber was finally terminated about 30 meters behind us before he could detonate two 155 rounds in the backseat of his four door Opel.
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