The Day You Almost Died

My Arm was almost completely severed from my body and i lossed a substantial amount of my blood.

 

omg!


care to elaborate?

 

Wow! How did that happen?

 

Its hard to talk about but it was a "Domestic Accident". If i can i will eventualy get some pics up, i have got one of the most severe scars i have ever seen and i cant even tattoo over it.

 

not funny, firebug. :scowl:

 

Just this morning I almost died. I was taking a left turn out onto a road. I look left, okay a guy is coming from the stopsign probably 200 feet or more away. I look right, no one coming, so I start my turn. I get about 2 feet into the road and I hear a horn. Its the guy from the left doing about 80 down a 35 road and he swerves across the road to avoid me. Bastard....

 

As lame as this sounds, I almost died from eating rice. When I was about 1, I was fed some rice and had an allergic reaction. My face turned blue, my throat swelled, quit breathing, the works. Luckily, 20 years later, I've grown out of it.

 

obligatory joke: grown out of your high-chair?

but seriously...: you can outgrow allergies?

 

Bit of a depressing thread, eh?

 

There is a one armed bass player around these parts. He is a lineman for the county (no joke) and had an on site accident. He is the hammer-on king and a great guy. His band is the most consistent working band around!

I almost died rolling rocks down a cliff. I found a doozy but couldn't quite push it. I stood over the rock with my back to the cliff. got my fingers under it, and gave a big heave. I had the rock up and almost over and either my feet slipped out or the ground gave way. All of a sudden I'm slipping over the lip. The rock fell over on to my hands and I'm dangling. I kinda quietly yell "help" to my buddies and they grab my arms and roll the rock off. Talk about flat, white hands! I wasn't the worlds' brightest kid!

 

the day i was born. I was like 2 MONTHS pre mature and was all yellow and stuff and they had to put me in an incubator and all that hoo ha and I almost didn't make it.

 

By now, you've read about the motorcycle accident that put me in the hospital for five months. That was the first time, but there was a second time that actually sent me over the brink.

The day before my 46th birthday, I suffered a myocardial infarction. The last thing I saw was the nurse jumping on my chest and pounding on it, then climbing off. As the last tube of light closed in, I saw the paddles coming out to go on my chest. I was gone for two or three minutes, and experienced the most remarkable event in my life. All I can say is that the sense of peace associated with it was so profound that words can't describe it. When I was revived, I actually wanted to return to "where" I was.

The main thing that I brought back was the sense that everything in the world is exactly the way it's supposed to be. Whatever I experienced in the short period of time I was gone seem as though it was real, and that this world is artifice.

So there you are. By the way, the paddles leave burns on your chest.

 

A couple "near misses" in automobiles. My old job in construction nearly killed me a few times (poorly built scaffolding). A lot of stupid stunts as a youth.

The only one that really sticks out is the time a coworker (a real genius) mixed ammonia and bleach in the small office of our small store.

Oh, and another: I once used a gas stove/oven to heat my girlfriend's apartment when the power went out after an ice storm. Not tempting fate enough, I then proceed to take a nap while the apartment filled up with gas.

Mike

 

I once insulted John Turner online....does that count?

 

I fell asleep driving and hit a concrete bridge column doing 75mph in a Toyota Tercel. I was dead for a minute or two, but the paramedics revived me. ...approx. 11 broken bones & six months in a wheel chair. lesson learned.


then I was driving a pickup truck and was hit by a train. but I didn't get hurt, it clipped about 4 inches of the front-end and spun me around a few times. another lesson learned.

 

I was driving on Route 9A and was side-swiped off the road by an 18 wheeler. Luckily, he had hit the driver side mirror with such force, that the car went off the road and onto dirt... I almost hit a sign too, pulling onto the side of the road. The jerk was easily doing about 80.

 

Every day I almost get hit crossing Mass Ave to get to class. Boston drivers = mad suckage.