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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: 2stony on May 25, 2004, 03:48:34 PM
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Has anyone had any "near death" experiences? I haven't, but am curious about those that have.
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Yeppers.
In 1975 a friend and I had a head on on our dirt bikes.
We were both doing approx 45-50 mph
Broke my friends femur and wrist
Blew out my left acl and broke my breast bone.
Any way i remember dreaming and looking down at me and chris lying in the sand side by side him to my left.
I was floating about 10 ft above all of this.
No bright lights or anything like that just a dream like state very peacefull and warm.
Any way the next thing I know I am being asked by this cop standing over me If i wanted a ciggarett of all things.
Well i was lying in the sand and chris was lying to my left exactly as I saw it in my "dream" .
Only It was not a dream as I was unconcieuse so i must have been close to going all the way out or something.
I never saw God nor did I hear any voices.
I just felt very comfortable.
Get used to it as death Is you constant companion and will allways be there with you.
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Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
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Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
Yea but you were in a gay bar :lol :rofl
Im sorry, I couldnt resist LOL
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Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
Rip I believe they call that the BIG eyes and brown shorts syndrom:(
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closest ive come to death was about 10 meters from a highway(with no shoulder) HO with a ford...mother foolishly tried passing a semi nearing the top of the hill...hit the crest and all together to close was the truck...semi and truck slowed down mom sped up and slipped back in front of the semi with less than 10 meters to spare...
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I drowned once, was drunk and swimming at 2am at the beach. I guess I passed out, one of my buds dragged me out and a lifeguard happened to be jogging on the beach - saved me
having seawater in your lungs is not pleasant but it was my own dumb bellybutton fault.
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Originally posted by strk
having seawater in your lungs is not pleasant but it was my own dumb bellybutton fault.
No Doubt !!! salt water really screws up lung tissues bad.
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Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
LOL I know people that would call that marriage..
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Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
You were shot at and had a weapon pulled on you? Wow, I would have messed my drawers for sure if that had happened to me. What did you do? I hope nobody got hurt in this episode.
My closest call with death came when Stinky Pete (well, that's what my friends and I call him), the homeless guy that haunts the 7-11 down the corner from me stuck me with a needle. It didn't hurt too much, but I was scared ****less for about 2 years afterwards. Didn't know if he had some crazy disease like AIDS or Hep C that would kill me.
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Originally posted by txmx
Yeppers.
In 1975 a friend and I had a head on on our dirt bikes.
We were both doing approx 45-50 mph
Broke my friends femur and wrist
Blew out my left acl and broke my breast bone.
Any way i remember dreaming and looking down at me and chris lying in the sand side by side him to my left.
I was floating about 10 ft above all of this.
No bright lights or anything like that just a dream like state very peacefull and warm.
Any way the next thing I know I am being asked by this cop standing over me If i wanted a ciggarett of all things.
Well i was lying in the sand and chris was lying to my left exactly as I saw it in my "dream" .
Only It was not a dream as I was unconcieuse so i must have been close to going all the way out or something.
I never saw God nor did I hear any voices.
I just felt very comfortable.
Get used to it as death Is you constant companion and will allways be there with you.
Not to mention all the deaths he's experienced here on this very BB. They must count for something.
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Originally posted by LePaul
Yea but you were in a gay bar :lol :rofl
Im sorry, I couldnt resist LOL
Yeah, but it scared me so bad I made the guy my BBS moderator! :D
(I've never been good at "resisting" ;) )
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Originally posted by txmx
Look ignoramus mess with me all you want but dont hijack this guys thread you inmature imbisill.
"imbecile"
"immature"
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Originally posted by txmx
Look ignoramus mess with me all you want but dont hijack this guys thread you inmature imbisill.
Ahhh another satisfied customer. it sure is nice to see hooked on phonics really does work. congratulations. please post your scores from your upcoming spelling bee. I'll be rooting for you.
Oh and since you're no longer Mr. Black are you still going to assault Arlo at the Con?
Would that also count as a near death experience when Arlo shoves his size 26 up your chute?
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Originally posted by txmx
You got my point .
Stick to the topic or just say nothing.
is this more of your humor that we don't understand?
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Originally posted by txmx
You got my point .
Stick to the topic or just say nothing.
is your point that thing your head tapers to?
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Originally posted by txmx
Ask your mother.
Why? is porking decrepit old ladies something you do besides being an F16ubersnipermotocroschampion sexpertguitarplayingworld'sgreatestlovernottomentionintellectuallysuperiortouswhodon'tgetyourjokes? do tell you really are fascinating. I have the flu and am bored to tears so I hang on your every post.
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I actually enjoy these exchanges.
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Ok, so you've both "hi-jacked" this thread with your bickering. Start your own thread and finish it there.
Thank you
:rolleyes:
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Sry stony seems like the trash followed me in.
I ask them to keep to the point but kids will be kids.
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Originally posted by txmx
well thats about what I thought.
Thought, well that might require a brain. keep posting though. express yourself, show us what your working with.
:rofl :rofl :rofl :rofl :rofl
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Originally posted by txmx
I eat children.
What is the point of changing someone elses post?
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Really guys start your own thread and leave this guys alone.
He did nothing to you.
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The greatest thing is Droopys "I can dodge bullets" now days is not only old and stale, it’s hardly noticed and just smothered by mrblacks foolish nonsense. Although that’s gotten old and annoying all a sudden as well.
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Originally posted by Creamo
The greatest thing is Droopys "I can dodge bullets" now days is not only old and stale, it’s hardly noticed and just smothered by mrblacks foolish nonsense. Although that’s gotten old and annoying all a sudden as well.
? someone fall off the wagon again?
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Do several near hits in the flying practice area count as near death experiences :D
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I was working at a paper mill on the coast (maybe 15 yrs ago. I was an apprentice at the time).
I was about 280' up and had to walk out on this 8" beam, to hang a block for hoisting parts.
it stuck out about 16' from the rest of the structure, and there was nothing around or below it for the last 12' or so. it was out there so far that there was nothing practical to tie off to, so I just walked it. I got to the last couple feet and turned around, and as I was getting ready to sit-down and pull up the parts a wind gust hit me in mid turn.
I'm not sure how fast it was (over 30mph though not near 50), but it lasted for about 5-10 seconds. I had to really lean into it to keep from going over backward, then it just stopped real quick. somehow as I started to kinda fall forward, I managed to get my feet on the lower flange and land kinda squatting on the beam.
after I finished up out there I really couldn't work up the nerve to stand back up and had to scoot along the beam to get back to the landing. all in all I was fine but it really makes your butt pucker to look down from that hight when you aren't balanced.
on my way down the structure I saw a few ambulances headed into the mill. turns out the same wind-gust caught the hard-hat off of the head of a very inexperienced iron-worker, who was working for a non-union contractor on the other boiler. he reached for it instead of letting it go and took a 22' fall. unfortunately for him and his family his head caught a pipe that was about 2' above the Deck he landed on, it all but removed his head from his shoulders.
I got a small case of the shakes for a couple hours after that. his death really drove home how lucky I'd been to keep my feet under me.
I've had a few other very lucky breaks but that was the one that popped into my head just now.
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scuba diving in a reef that was known to have an extremely vicious current that would flow through it at odd intervals.
my bud (never dive alone!) and I were hugging the reef, the water was calm, no current at all, we were setting some markers (small inflatable bright orange globes with a heavy weight in the bottom) for our upcoming week's dive plan with an even bigger group... we were almost done, having set about 2 dozen of the things and were coming back to the boat following the trail of markers we had set.
the next thing we saw was the marker far, far away in front of us (visibility was great) just snap and fly towards us, rising about 5 feet.
My bud and i dropped everything we had in our hands and tied ourselves to the rocks next to us.
the strongest Msquealing current ive ever been in hit us like a damn truck. When i mean strong i mean STRONG as if 3 fire trucks had decided to turn on their main water lines on you at point blank. My bud and i both lost our scuba masks, our drawing tablets and my bud even lost one of his fins...the current just ripped them off. heck my own regulator mouthpiece had to be replaced because i bit into it so it wouldnt fly off too.
To this day im sure that if we hadn't tied ourselves to the rock we wouldve been swept away. and that is not nice in the middle of the damn pacific ocean.
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My one "near death" experience wasn't even really close because I was wearing a seat belt.
We did some offroading once in a Mitsubishi 3000 GTVR4 and the shiny side didn't stay up. :)
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Face-planted a sandbar while surfing hurricane waves. Face stayed put while my exposed legs got swept over and behind me. I didn't think I'd die, but I was thinking I was going to be paralyzed for the rest of my life.
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Don't know if this would count, but I still can picture it clearly in my mind,
I was a Junior in high school and played football, we had made the playoffs, so our game was at a different stadium, I picked up my friend in my 66 Dodge dart( boy I wish I still had that car :) )
it had been raining lightly, so like all idiot kids in high school I made a turn at about 45 mph onto northbound central ave, a busy 4 lane street, and proceeded to spin uncontrollaby, as I turned into the spin I went up on my 2 left wheels and was heading straight at a semi truck, as I cut the wheel we tipped over to the right and proceed to continue on the two right wheels just missing the semi and heading to a large Metra Bus, I cut the wheel again, and we somehow got on all 4 wheels and as I spun I managed to straighten it out again and continued northbound at a slightly slower pace, my friend Ken then said to me " You might want to make those turns a little slower from now on" - and we laffed our arses off in that scared hysterical way...
Needless to say, I still picture it in that slow motion way..it seemed like everything slowed down to 1/4 speed ...
to me was near death... I still feel that fear when I think about it
NwBie
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I slipped face first in a tunnel full of mud while one a speleology run, I passed out for a moment & woke up with my head under water (under mud actually, the only thing sticking out was my lower chest and my legs). Luckily enough, I was attached to a rope & my buddies pulled me out. I remember being very calm about it... untill I got out, then I started shaking like **** and didn't stop untill I got out of the cave.
I still dream about it sometimes.
I was also being followed by an "Italian brother" once, but I do run very fast, pfew :)
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One summer when I was about 19 I was at a set of waterfalls near here that fall about 55~60 odd feet into a deep water pool.
Being young and eager not to seem like the chicken**** of the bunch, I followed a bunch of mates up to the top of the falls, where you could jump out into the water.
Got to the top, looked out and went "nah....too far to jump, I dont care what you all say, Im going back down".
Turned around to start climbing back down, and lost my footing.
I knew I was going over the edge, so the only thing I could do was try and kick off so I would get out far enough to land in the water without hitting any rocks.
The whole way down I thought I was a goner, all that was between me and a big mess on the rocks below was about two seconds worth of free fall.
And they were without a doubt the looooooongest two seconds of my life.
I was calm as could be, I just thought "Well, this is it , you've screwed up for the last time" and wondered if it would hurt much.
Time slowed down, a few differant things from my life flashed through my mind, and the rock face whizzing past a few centimetres from my face was in ultra sharp focus.
Then I hit the water, half rolled upside down, so that my shoulder blade and upper back hit first, knocking the wind clean out of me.
Next thing I know, I'm about 15 or 20 ft under water, winded, staring up at the light filtering through the water, thinking " How bad does this suck? You missed the rocks, now your gonna drown"
It's weird I know, but it took a huge mental effort to convince myself to get moving upwards.
I have no idea how I managed to not breathe in while I was down there, but I made it to the surface just as everything was starting to go black.
I swam to the shore, only about 3 metres or so, hauled myself out and just collapsed in a quivering mess on the sand, utterly exhausted. I dont know how or why, but every last drop of energy I had had been drained in those few seconds under water.
I couldnt stop shaking for hours afterwards, and even now when i think about it it gives me a bit of a chill.
It was close, way too damn close, and it was all my own stupid fault.
I still wake up and think "You lucky bastard, you shoulda died that day"
From that day on, I've considered pretty much everything to be a bit of a bonus, a couple of inches less push off, and I would have been at the very least badly injured, another half second of indecision at the bottom of my fall, and I wouldnt have made it to the surface before gulping in a lungfull of water.
Something was on my side that day, and it sure wasnt common sense.
Believe me, being winded with a couple of metres of water over your head isnt much fun, I dont reccomend it at all :)
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Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, doesn't being shot at, and having a weapon pulled on me several times count?
On my twenty first birthday I was fortunate enough to knock on a mates door while he was busy being house invaded.
The door opened and a dude in a ski mask stuck a sawn off 12 Gauge in my face and said "Get on the floor"
Being unarmed, and absolutely plastered from celebrating all day, I just did what he said, and hit the floor.
I've often thought about it since then, and wondered if I would have reacted differantly if I was sober.
Im pretty sure I would have reacted differantly had I been armed.
At the time, apart from pure self preservation making me do as I was told, I had a hard time grasping the fact that the whole thing was serious.
Me showing up and banging on the door wasnt quite what the guys in the ski masks had intended apparently, they grabbed my wallet out of my pocket, threw my smokes in the fish tank (the bastards....that was just uncalled for....health conscious home-invaders??) and left.
Afterwards, we figured out that with the contents of my wallet, plus what they had taken from my mate and his girlfriends wallets, they made off with a total of $82....what a haul eh?.
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I had a sig p226 pointed at my head once, I'd love to pound it into a plowshare on Mr SS Gestapo wannabes head :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
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I was a spotter for a sniper who went crazy. So crazy that I awoke with the bastiges knife to my throat.
Luckily he started screaming, "Potpie" and then passed out.
After that I have to create a liter and drag him out of that South American jungle.
I still shake from it.
[edit] I also blew out my ACL. But I can't remember whether I did it in the Army trying out for the Rangers or in a near-death accident on my motorcycle.
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Drunky, you frecken crack me up!:D
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Originally posted by hawker238
Perhaps they are not changing someone else's posts. Mayhaps the someone else is deleting them after the someone realizes how stupid the someone looks upon the reply to someone's posts. Hmmm?
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Well, since I started this thread, I might as well tell about my experience.
Two friends of mine and had been up all night drinking, smoking pot and snorting coke. The sun's about to come up, so we decide to take a "dawn patrol" road trip. Just after the sun came up, I'm driving my friend's VW bug up this mountain highway. All of a sudden, I feel like I'm going to pass out. My vision starts fading slowly into a tunnel like the lens on a camera when it starts closing, but in slow motion. The last thing I remember is skidding to a stop on the shoulder of the road. The next thing I remember is my friend standing by the driver's door(which is open)and helping me out of the driver's seat. I had pissed all over myself and my friend told me that my heart had stopped beating and that he had to punch me in the chest and give me mouth to mouth. I gave up drugs shortly afterwards and haven't used any since 1981.
:(
P.S. The friend that helped me that night died of a drug overdose seven years later.
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Ride a bike and you'll have one atleast once a week. Race a bike on the track and you'll have one 3 or 4 times in a weekend. :D
...-Gixer
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Originally posted by Gixer
Ride a bike and you'll have one atleast once a week. Race a bike on the track and you'll have one 3 or 4 times in a weekend. :D
...-Gixer
not quite once per week, but you prob will come off. I came off on the jersey turnpike at 65 - over the freaking handlebards. walked away though.
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Ok, I havn't been on the board for awhile..
But, is Mrblack sharing near death experience stories with himself?
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I fell asleep in my Barco-Lounger while watching a curling tournament and spilled my beer.
When I awoke, I was deeply depressed as there was a good 10 ounces spilled out on the floor. My Sig P226 was in the kitchen, but it was on the other side of the refrigerator and luckily I had a cold half case in the fridge.
That was a close one.
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Originally posted by Estes
Ok, I havn't been on the board for awhile..
But, is Mrblack sharing near death experience stories with himself?
No but come to Murphy and I will share your's with everyone LOL:aok
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Um, no cant say I ever came close to dying. No, life has been pretty safe for me. Im a cautious person. Superstitious one might say.
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Damn, me either really.
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I've had a few auto-related close calls.
The worst one was when I hit a big-ass wall doing about 65-70ish in my old car. Tried to get on an exit to late, blew a tire and started spinning. Anyone who has ever driven in downtown DC (accident happened at the 295/395 split) knows it is chock full of big-ass concrete walls to run into. I ended up sideswiping a BMW (boy was he pissed) and spun around 3-4 and 1/4 times before hitting the face of the wall that came up to seperate the two ways you could go. I was headed right at it till I hit the little curby thing in front of it, that popped me up in the air and spun me around that final 1/4 turn so I hit the wall sideways. Knocked the rearview mirror off with my head, then starred the window on the backswing.
Had a nasty concussion and a bad case of whiplash (moving my head hurt like hell for like 2 weeks), but other than that I came out OK.
One other one was right after my best friend got his license, we decided to go to the Mall after school. So we are driving down this two lane road headed towards the highway. I see this house on the left with about a dozen sports cars parked in front. I go "Hey, look at that"... he does. We both look back at the road and yell "OH ****!" at the same time as we pass the house. The lady in front of us decided to turn right, and did the old "come to a complete stop in the middle of the road before making a right hand turn" thing... she almost got out of our way. We ended up clipping her left rear corner with the front right corner on his car, and then we kind of half-spun and skidded between two cars coming the other way. We ended up parked on the shoulder just about perfectly, facing the opposite way we had been going. I was like, man.. that was to close. Then I looked out the side window and there was a whoopee telephone pole about 2 feet away right beside me. I could have reached out and touched it. We decided not to go to the mall after all.
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DLamb almost got my home address. That beats any other by far.
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Originally posted by XtrmeJ
DLamb almost got my home address. That beats any other by far.
ROFL !! Thats some scary chit!!
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Originally posted by strk
not quite once per week, but you prob will come off. I came off on the jersey turnpike at 65 - over the freaking handlebards. walked away though.
Yes to have a major spill on the road but of course had tons on the track as u push it so much harder then on the road. Though I have had alot of scares on the road but a combination of luck and skill have kept me right way up each time.
Of course riding speedway bikes is a different story, unless your coming off your either not pushing hard enough or not agressive enough.
My worst injuries by far have come from speedway bikes. Especially sidecars, those things are beasts and it's not nice hitting a wooden wall wondering whether the 300kg bike and your mate are going to follow the same path.
...-Gixer
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On second thought... I've been closer to death than I realized.
About 25 years ago, I worked for a crop duster, mixing chemicals for spraying. On the day, I was mixing some form of phosphate insecticide. I don't recall what brand it was. I do recall that I wasn't knowledgeable of it and no one warned me of how hazardous it was. I didn't give it the respect that it deserved and I ended up in intensive care for three days. They carried me into the emergency room. I didn't have the strength to walk and my tongue swelled so much I couldn't talk.
After leaving the hospital, it felt like being drunk for the next month except that it didn't affect my motor skills, just my cognitive skills. I couldn't read. Well, I could read the words, but they were just words. I couldn't put them together and understand the sentence. It was odd.
Anyway... nerve agents aren't a lot of fun.
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when yu get your leg ripped off you don't even notice a broken back and you tend to loose a lot of blood quickly. I stayed concious through the whole thing and heard em "discuss" how badly things were going.
I had no experiance that would qulify as a 'near death' experiance in a mystical sense. I never felt that I was gonna die either. Besides... I wanted to live just to prove I could.
lazs
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Had a horse get loose onto the neighbors land (1500 acres) and when I found her, as I stepped down from my horse, I stepped on the only round rock in phelps county.
I landed flat on my back and my horse shyed a little, but stayed.
As I grapped a strap and started hoisting myself up he blew and the saddle slipped onto his side.....away we went, he drug me down a gravel path to a gate, around a tree,back down the path around an old car sitting on the side of the path, and back towards the gate, around the tree........we did this about 3 times the last I remember was he cut real close to the tree and a root was sticking out it hit me square in the face.....lights out. I woke up flat on my back seeing what looked like a water fountian spraying water. It was the blood spraying out of my nose as I exhaled. I could not breath through my mouth so I reached in and pulled a blood clot the size of a golfball out of my throat.
I flung it, it hit the gate and stuck there. When you are 12 you really don't have a lot to flash before your eyes but as I was being drug I had flashes of things in my short life. They were more like burned into my brain. I did scream whoa until I couldn't hear anything anymore and did get to the point there was no pain. My back looked like hamburger and turned into one big scab.
Its been 35 years and when I go home and go down that road I stop at that gate and look at a blob thats been painted over.
This was my first near death...I've had 4. Lucky me
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Originally posted by lazs2
when yu get your leg ripped off you don't even notice a broken back and you tend to loose a lot of blood quickly. I stayed concious through the whole thing and heard em "discuss" how badly things were going.
I had no experiance that would qulify as a 'near death' experiance in a mystical sense. I never felt that I was gonna die either. Besides... I wanted to live just to prove I could.
lazs
Damn, Lazs... what the hell happened?
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I had one a few years back...
When it rains at our house the water gets collected under the porch and pools up. It was sometime in early March, so its still cold at night. Anyways, it was about 30 degrees and the water was nearly freezing. So, I climbed under the porch to get the hot water heater working again (we live in an old house home-made so the hot water heater is under the porch) and had to go into about 10-15 inches of near-freezing water. I spent about 20 minutes down there getting it to work, and I was soaked to the bone in this freezing water. I crawled out and noticed that I felt very warm and comfortable. I felt like taking a nap, but then decided I'd better go shower first because I was dirty and wet from the porch. Luckily, I didn't take that nap because, if you know anyhting about hypothermia, I could have died in my sleep right there.
Not too horrible, but it terrified me after I realized what could've happened.
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lololol what happened to Dlam?
I got a Sub-arachnoid hemmergae..lost my taste and smell partially...
Running across street to go to a gun show and by my first riflel..Pocket was filled with cash..(goin to buy AR-15) bifg smiel on face
Green lite for me to cross 8 lane intersection at State Fairgrounds.. All cars were stopped...Full size Truk loks then up..im jogging across street..I see truck smash Crown vic at about 50 mph..I jump up..clear the hood..but windshield hits me..i do a 1.5 and land on the back of my skull...
Head splits open..bolld pouring down neck..I sit up..holding my head trying my hardest not to pass out..the pain really wanted me too
Bunch peopl coem runnen over too me...tell me to lie down..I say F tht ..my head is craked open on the back...
blah blah..im siting in Eemergency Room 8 hours..I finally get them to let me go home....They call frantic next day..Coem BACK!!!..Im sayn Fk tht..mom says..GET UR ASSS over there...
They didnt see my brain bleeding the firts time lookn at cat scans..but luky for me..it stopped bleeding..
No insurance having bastrds potatos.....Thank god I did.
It was too quik to be scared tho...
When i lived in tahoe..I got caught in an Ice slide clearing off some chunks of snow/ice around chimney on 3 story house...fell 3 stories backwards ..missed this huge wooden beam sticking out..landed flat on bak with snow/ice falling on me...no injury..but scared the sheite out of me..
1 More..Soem dum Ahole in a vintage ww2 trainer landed down wind same tiem i was landing up wind...think I had about 15 hours by this time..ya ..bit scared
I have had too much bare back loven....and I have no bumpy lip!!! Cheating Death!!!
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Mr Black you've already posted in this thread. Forgot it? Lolololol...
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sandie.. A drunk in a caddy nailed me from an alley while I was stuck in traffic on a Harley. the caddy bumper pushed the SU through the leg before the bumber and Harley frame snipped off what was left. (they did put the whle mess back together but some time was needed...) the impact broke 5 vertibrae... lots of blood loss. some internal injuries. but.. I am fairly stubborn.
nother time... had way too many reds in my system and missed the offramp slightly... the shovelhead took out the exit sign on the freeway and busted me up pretty good. Got some redneck who stopped to help to get the bike up and start it but the front wheel was kinda egg shaped.. made it about a mile to a friends house in town and he took me to the hospital... ever try to work a throttle with a broken elbow on that hand..
nuther time after a argument in a drug deal found a 45 caliber hole in my shirt that musta been close.
nuther time...
lazs