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At some point/s in our lives, there are cir stances and sitations where we think we might be dead after it, like getting hostaged in a building, getting involved in a car crash, etc.
What are your experiences with that feeling that you were going to die?
We still on for 2:30 today?
I was ran over by a car when I was 14, broke my humerus, clavicle, separated my shoulder, broke 4 ribs, punctured my lung, broke my nose, knocked out my 4 front teeth, dislocated my hip, broke my tibia and my fibula, broke my ankle and damn near all my toes. Also had a major concussion and sever lacerations all over my back (was picking gravel out of my back for a week).
Needless to say I was scared. Made more scared by the emergency room doctors who didnt have very good looks on their faces.
I hated my stepmother (at the time), and as I was puking my guts out ( ing Demoral sp?) and barely breathing, I apologized to her and told her I loved her.
Yes, I sincerely thought I was going to die. Later in life, I found out I wasnt the only one. Spent 2 weeks in ICU and a total of 6 weeks in the hospital. Took about 7 months to recover fully.
Two years later, I was in the backseat of a Geo Tracker driven by an idiot who decided to blow a stop sign at a busy intersection.
We were t-boned and I was ejected out of the vehicle via the little side window in back.
I woke up in the middle of the road with people standing around me, I got up, stumbled around, lost my balance and held onto a telephone pole support wire, spun around it and landed on my back realizing I cant breathe.
According to witnesses who actually did stop at that stop sign, we were t-boned and 2 bodies flew from the car, one bouncing off the car that hit them, shot up into the air and landed head first on the road.
I was the one who bounced.
Lengthy hospital stay, numerous injuries, but the major problem was the collapsed lung.
I will say this to people and women who have not had children, you do not know true pain, real pain, until you have a had chest tube put in with no anesthetic.
I had that feeling a couple weeks ago.
Dont ever come near me.
I read every post on a thread where Tyson Chandler was pretending he was a tough black guy. I didn't quite feel like was going to kill me but it was extremely painful.
when me and sourcandy locked eyes my heart stopped
Damn darkreign
You're snake bitten, you should be on that show 'I shouldn't be alive'
I was walking along the edge of a 5 story parking garage when I was hammered. It was funny.
Several times.
Most recent one was when I was driving on 281 and the drivers to my left and right were both texting.
I was walking home after drinking a lot (and on an empty stomach), didnt pay attention to the red light, crossed the street, and almost got hit by a car
I froze, man, I really froze
Kind of funny actually now that I am older. I didnt get my license until I was 18 (never had to) and yet I was in something like 12-14 car accidents before then, ranging from little fender benders that required an exchange of information to the above stories.
Ive since been in one car accident, I was driving and it was my fault. 13-15 accidents and only one where I was driving.
Needless to say, I do all the driving in my life now. I am very rarely a passenger in any vehicle...I just dont trust you ers.
I can't match DR's stories as far as injuries, but definitely had one of those slow motion "this might be it" moments...seriously bad motocross wreck where I blew my rotator cuff out coming off a really long jump, the front forks went to lock and i flipped over them...next thing I knew I was 25' in the air, upside down, and going 60mph backwards...
Almost drowned as a kid. Pulled out at the very last second.
I was in Luva's basement a year ago this past June. His mother had just got done yelling at us for drinking all the Vernor's. You know that drink with the Va Va Voom. It was getting down to brass tacks when Kobe lifted up at the top of the key. I started to die then. My cuckhold flashed before my eyes. I closed 'em tight and when I opened 'em back up for some in' reason--that I still ain't figured out to this day:::Pierce was back on his heels, and instead of me dieing, or, my brother Luva dieing, Pierce and his s died.
Just like that.
You really are an old man...nobody under 60 drinks vernors.
A few times when I've choked on a sammich.
Whenever my g/f makes dinner it's a near-death experience.
The actual feeling of almost dying? I'm not sure, but when I had a dire case of pneumonia as a kid was pretty traumatic. The one that I think would qualify me closest to feeling real harm was when after a date I was parked in L.A. when an ese put a gun to the side of my head and asked me where I was from. I remember that feeling of my adrenalin rushing and my life just moving at an accelerated pace. I can still feel the feeling of a cold barrel against my head and my date's incessant screaming. Also, the feeling of him raising up away from me when his homie was the voice of reason saying, "Naw homie, this guy don't look F13 let's go...or something along those lines." I was, to say the least, white as a ghost.
So?
You get to her after dinner, right?
Damn, DR. Someone/thing really thinks your time isn't done here.
No joke...
I was once forced...
to
listen to rap!
Yikes!!!
I survived it though.
A guy held a gun to my head about a year and a half ago and told me if I moved it would be my last movement. There's a back story, but eventually the cops came and I'm alive.
& nobody backs away from Artest. Well, almost nobody.
tee, hee.
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