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re: So whats the closest you have come to death ??
Posted on 12/20/17 at 10:09 am to oleyeller
Posted on 12/20/17 at 10:09 am to oleyeller
I recently was doing electrical work on the farm in a 480 volt panel box. Do it all the time and I know they always say stand to the side before throwing the breaker back up, but I rarely remember to do it.
This time some little voice in my head for some reason told me to stand aside as I started to throw the breaker back up. I mean the voice hit my brain mid way through the upwards motion and I jumped to the side....as soon as it made connection the box blew up and fire shot straight out of it. Had I not moved it likely would have killed me
This time some little voice in my head for some reason told me to stand aside as I started to throw the breaker back up. I mean the voice hit my brain mid way through the upwards motion and I jumped to the side....as soon as it made connection the box blew up and fire shot straight out of it. Had I not moved it likely would have killed me
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Posted on 12/20/17 at 10:18 am to FLObserver
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So whats the closest you have come to death ?? by FLObserver
June of 2014 I had a triple bypass. All went extremely well with no complications and I was back at work in 2 weeks. But, knowing that it could go wrong right before I went in to surgery was tough. Never forget that feeling that it might be the last time I saw everyone.
Was in a car wreck riding with my father in 2003. He was t-boned crossing Florida Blvd at Wooddale by a woman who ran the redlight coming from Airline Hwy on Florida Blvd. She hit us and flipped us on my passenger window. I thought I smelled gas, fortunately not, but no way to get out. EMS pulled us both out through the windshield. My father died as a result but all I got was a large cut on my head. Close call for me though.
This post was edited on 12/20/17 at 11:27 am
Posted on 12/20/17 at 10:31 am to FLObserver
2002 I was working for a construction company in Virginia. I had just moved up there after H.S. and my step father at the time had gotten me the job.
So, I'm on the job about two weeks or so and my foreman asks me if I wouldn't mind driving one of the smaller dump trucks up to the job site 50 miles away.
He asked, if I knew how to drive a stick. I said yes, but nothing that large.
He asked if I knew how Air Rides work. I said yes, but had never driven a vehicle with one.
He proceeds to tell me that its really easy and that its a super simple truck to drive. At this point I told him that I was very uncomfortable and that if he wanted I could drive his truck and he drive the dump truck. He told me, "That's not happening."
So I, like an idiot, gave in. I told him, I was going to take my time, and I don't care if it takes me 4 hours to get there. He laughed and said OK.
Anyway I'm making my way and morning traffic is getting busy. I'm just cruising in the right lane just plugging along. Well I get to around the Chester area on 95 and a line of traffic feeding on is not slowing down and I couldn't get over because of traffic to my left.
I panicked, and slammed on the brakes. Huuuuge mistake. The truck veered sharply to the left across three lanes. Didn't hit anyone. I attempted to correct, and went back across the three lanes and into the feeder lane. To this day I can still see this guys face as I'm barreling towards him. in his little green truck his face was pure terror. I missed him.
I finally got the truck under control and pulled onto the side of the road. I sat on the side of the roar for half an hour to calm down. I didn't want to drive that truck anymore. I called my dad back in La to tell him. He calmed me down.
I don't know how I missed all of those cars. I don't know where they went. I really don't I have never in my life been so scared about something. But that guy in the little truck his face is forever burned into my memory. I honestly don't know how I missed him either.
tldr/ I drove a dump truck across three lanes of morning traffic and back and missed everyone. Don't know how.
So, I'm on the job about two weeks or so and my foreman asks me if I wouldn't mind driving one of the smaller dump trucks up to the job site 50 miles away.
He asked, if I knew how to drive a stick. I said yes, but nothing that large.
He asked if I knew how Air Rides work. I said yes, but had never driven a vehicle with one.
He proceeds to tell me that its really easy and that its a super simple truck to drive. At this point I told him that I was very uncomfortable and that if he wanted I could drive his truck and he drive the dump truck. He told me, "That's not happening."
So I, like an idiot, gave in. I told him, I was going to take my time, and I don't care if it takes me 4 hours to get there. He laughed and said OK.
Anyway I'm making my way and morning traffic is getting busy. I'm just cruising in the right lane just plugging along. Well I get to around the Chester area on 95 and a line of traffic feeding on is not slowing down and I couldn't get over because of traffic to my left.
I panicked, and slammed on the brakes. Huuuuge mistake. The truck veered sharply to the left across three lanes. Didn't hit anyone. I attempted to correct, and went back across the three lanes and into the feeder lane. To this day I can still see this guys face as I'm barreling towards him. in his little green truck his face was pure terror. I missed him.
I finally got the truck under control and pulled onto the side of the road. I sat on the side of the roar for half an hour to calm down. I didn't want to drive that truck anymore. I called my dad back in La to tell him. He calmed me down.
I don't know how I missed all of those cars. I don't know where they went. I really don't I have never in my life been so scared about something. But that guy in the little truck his face is forever burned into my memory. I honestly don't know how I missed him either.
tldr/ I drove a dump truck across three lanes of morning traffic and back and missed everyone. Don't know how.
This post was edited on 12/20/17 at 10:33 am
Posted on 12/20/17 at 10:57 am to Techdog89
Was in Panama City with family many years ago. There was a sandbar about 40-50 yards out that loads of people were hanging out on, standing in knee deep water. My younger brother and I decide to head out to it (don't remember how old we were, I might have been 12/13 at the time). We get about half way there and the water gets deep, over my head and definitely way over my brother's so we start to swim (we're both pretty good swimmers).
The rip tide was pretty fierce at times and my brother started to struggle to make any progress at all. He eventually bailed out and tried to go back but couldn't move one way or the other. He was barely treading water and I grabbed onto him to try to swim us both out of it. The current was too much for me to make any progress with him hanging on to me, and I was too tired to tread water with us both. I started dropping under water to stand on the ground and hold him up. I would jump up every so often for a quick breath and go back under.
At this point I am terrified and in panic mode. I finally manage to gasp out for him to call for help (I honestly don't know if he was really worried until I did that). That was the last time I could come up. I have no idea how much time passed (I imagine it was 15-20 seconds, it felt like 5 minutes; I was almost to the point of taking a big ol underwater breath) but finally someone with a boogie board made it over to us. Lil bro draped himself over it and I was hanging on to the side straight Rose and Jack style.
I have never been so exhausted my entire life, not even close. It felt like my whole body was shutting down. In elementary school for no reason at all other than to pass the time I used to practice holding my breath, and could regularly get to 90 seconds or so. I truly think that inadvertently ended up saving my life. Those currents are no joke.
The rip tide was pretty fierce at times and my brother started to struggle to make any progress at all. He eventually bailed out and tried to go back but couldn't move one way or the other. He was barely treading water and I grabbed onto him to try to swim us both out of it. The current was too much for me to make any progress with him hanging on to me, and I was too tired to tread water with us both. I started dropping under water to stand on the ground and hold him up. I would jump up every so often for a quick breath and go back under.
At this point I am terrified and in panic mode. I finally manage to gasp out for him to call for help (I honestly don't know if he was really worried until I did that). That was the last time I could come up. I have no idea how much time passed (I imagine it was 15-20 seconds, it felt like 5 minutes; I was almost to the point of taking a big ol underwater breath) but finally someone with a boogie board made it over to us. Lil bro draped himself over it and I was hanging on to the side straight Rose and Jack style.
I have never been so exhausted my entire life, not even close. It felt like my whole body was shutting down. In elementary school for no reason at all other than to pass the time I used to practice holding my breath, and could regularly get to 90 seconds or so. I truly think that inadvertently ended up saving my life. Those currents are no joke.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:00 am to FLObserver
Not sure how to answer your question OP because I died on the inside years ago.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:10 am to oleyeller
nuts...i ate a sandwitch with a pesto spread which had pine nuts... it was such a small amount that my body ddint go into the normal warning signal it was more like a time delay..by the time I realized what was happening to me it was almost too late. I threw up and the swelling started... by the time he got me to the hospital my throat closed to the point where I was starting to choke on my own mucus.. one of the scariest feeling of my life.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:15 am to BrohemAlem11
Had a kidney infection go septic caused my kidneys to begin to fail and my breathing began to be labored was put in icu and on a venelator for a week but I bounced back nicely
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:18 am to FLObserver
Friends and I flipped a Chevy blazer going down the interstate, I woke up laying about 50 yards from the road, couldn't move had fractured my back in 3 places and had a head full of busted glass
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:25 am to auburntiger4life
yall sound like a bunch of pussies
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:33 am to FLObserver
When I was 10 my buddies and I made a drag chute for a bicycle. I was the test pilot and was peddling that bike as fast as I could go. Just before the chute opened I veered into the opposite lane and ran head on into a parked 1951 Chevy Skyline Deluxe. That model had a big rocket looking hood ornament. It punched a one inch diameter hole in my chest. The doc that sewed me up said it missed my heart by a fraction of an inch. I came out okay but unfortunately the bike didn't make it.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:37 am to LSU Wayne
you sir have balls of titanium 
Posted on 12/20/17 at 11:57 am to FLObserver
When I was 3 I drowned in our hot tub. I was outside with my mom while she was cleaning the pool. I Snuck away from her and went to play by the hot tub and spotted a frog in it. I got in and it went to the other side of the hot tub, so I decided to try to jump across to catch it. I didn't make the jump and I didn't know how to swim. I remember always thinking the middle of the hot tub went to China lol.
My mom realized I had snuck off and found me floating in the hot tub. She screamed for my dad and they pulled me out. My parents performed cpr on me until the ambulance arrived. They said I did not take my first breath until the ambulance pulled up, which took about about 10 minutes to get there.
The doctors told my parents to expect serious complications because the water I drowned in was full of algae, cold, and I was unresponsive for so long. They thought I would have pneumonia and brain damage. I end up walking out the hospital 3 days later and was perfectly fine. Doctors said it was a miracle.
My mom realized I had snuck off and found me floating in the hot tub. She screamed for my dad and they pulled me out. My parents performed cpr on me until the ambulance arrived. They said I did not take my first breath until the ambulance pulled up, which took about about 10 minutes to get there.
The doctors told my parents to expect serious complications because the water I drowned in was full of algae, cold, and I was unresponsive for so long. They thought I would have pneumonia and brain damage. I end up walking out the hospital 3 days later and was perfectly fine. Doctors said it was a miracle.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 12:06 pm to geaux7122
i was 17 and having sex with my girlfriend at her parents house...and her dad came home.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 12:15 pm to FLObserver
My brother was fooling around with my dad's long bow. I was up on the roof. He shoots away from me but it did a big arc coming my way.
Hit less than an inch from my left eye. Instantly blood absolutely poured from my wound.
I put pressure on it and climbed down the ladder and put duct tape on it. I thought I could hide it
My mom flipped out and took me to the ER and got 20 stitches.
Hit less than an inch from my left eye. Instantly blood absolutely poured from my wound.
I put pressure on it and climbed down the ladder and put duct tape on it. I thought I could hide it
My mom flipped out and took me to the ER and got 20 stitches.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 1:17 pm to starsandstripes
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I post from the year 2099. It's worse than death out here. Can't afford sex bots and no porn on the TIDS (transcranial information delivery system).
Sucks to be a poor in the future
Posted on 12/20/17 at 5:54 pm to CidCock
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My first time kayaking the Upper Gauley, I went into "the room" which is upstream of pillow rock, directly to the rafts left in your pic. I did a few inadvertent "rodeo moves", but got flushed out and rolled at the bottom.
I was wigging out
Yeah, the remainder of the trip was not as fun after that section. I think we were all More than a little nervous.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 6:08 pm to FLObserver
In June 1997 I underwent an angioplasy with a stent emplacement which is no big deal. I did code that night. That was a strange sensation to feel everything go black; hearing people running around; listening to machines beeping and ringing; and then waking up to a room full of people, the bed being in a position where my feet were well above my head and hearing a nurse say, "welcome back".
But the real scare was later when I was found to be the one in a bazillion who was allergic to a drug called Ticlid. My reaction over that summer was that it shut down my immune system. I was at the Washington Hospital Center on three separate stays and finally sent to Georgetown Medical Center where I was told that I would need a bone marrow transplant. The hematologist/oncologist told me that I would probably not survive the procedure. To which I replied, "nice bedside manner".
In any event, a combination of the absence of Ticlid; injecting Neupogen; their good medical treatment; my body; and the Hand of God worked in concert to the point where I was able to generate white blood cells again. I was followed at the Lombardi Center for about six months. I saw the bravest people I have ever seen in my life. I do not know whether I could go through the treatments that they go through.
I was one of two people in the world (the other being in France) of my age group (I was a few weeks short of my 46th birthday) who survived this allergic reaction without a bone marrow transplant. I consider myself very lucky. It also reassured me that the old saying, "Only the good die young" is a truism.
But the real scare was later when I was found to be the one in a bazillion who was allergic to a drug called Ticlid. My reaction over that summer was that it shut down my immune system. I was at the Washington Hospital Center on three separate stays and finally sent to Georgetown Medical Center where I was told that I would need a bone marrow transplant. The hematologist/oncologist told me that I would probably not survive the procedure. To which I replied, "nice bedside manner".
In any event, a combination of the absence of Ticlid; injecting Neupogen; their good medical treatment; my body; and the Hand of God worked in concert to the point where I was able to generate white blood cells again. I was followed at the Lombardi Center for about six months. I saw the bravest people I have ever seen in my life. I do not know whether I could go through the treatments that they go through.
I was one of two people in the world (the other being in France) of my age group (I was a few weeks short of my 46th birthday) who survived this allergic reaction without a bone marrow transplant. I consider myself very lucky. It also reassured me that the old saying, "Only the good die young" is a truism.
Posted on 12/20/17 at 6:12 pm to VooDude
quote:So death is dead to you?
Not sure how to answer your question OP because I died on the inside years ago.
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