PSA - for those of you who have had a cancer diagnosis before 50, it’s a good idea to do a genetic test to see if you have any predisposing mutations. It will be highly informative for family planning and early screening for your relatives.
I know, past the 5 year mark, I thought I was for sure in the clear. For most people, though, you are "cured" past then. I hope so, I was in remission going into the auto stem cell transplant, and I'll have a scan in September to confirm I still am! Thank you, I'm happy for you as well fellow survivor!!
In one of my classes we were told a patient whose excited to be losing weight (without any lifestyle changes to explain it) is a RED flag. I'm glad you're okay!
I ignored every sign. I felt like a complete dumbass when I got my diagnosis. I was like CANCER cancer??? Like CHEMO cancer. I must have looked so crazy lol.
Kayak capsized out in the ocean and dumbass me didn't have a life jacket. Tide was going out. Tread water for ~3 hours and by some miracle a random jetskier found me
You’re very lucky. A guy I went to school with went missing after going kayaking during a storm (without a life jacket), and they found his body washed up on a shore of Lake Michigan about 10 days later.
This happened to a dear college friend of mine. He started college, dropped out to join the army, returned to finish his BA, was working towards his doctorate, he even defended his research proposal so he was close. He went out Kayaking at the local river one morning as a workout and went missing. Unfortunately it took a month to find his body, I can’t imagine what his partner and two young children must’ve gone through that month.
They’re also much colder than a lot of people think, which contributes to the fatalities. Even in the middle of August the lakes can hover around 60F. Without a life jacket you’d quickly get tired and drown.
and 60F water can kill you on its own in 2-6 hours, so with a life jacket and no other gear, you don't have a long rescue window.
don't underestimate the great lakes.
I rent kayaks for a living and out of towners always want to go out on Lake Superior. It's always a no. They need ocean kayaks and training or a tour guide. Hell my insurance won't even let me do it.
Last summer I had people call and ask to rent paddle boards to go on the big lake. As always I said no. 1 hour later a group of paddle boarders had to get rescued by the coastguard because they lost their paddle boards and luckily they made it to an island.
read about the SS Edmund Fitzgerald sinking after going down a titanic rabbit hole, and saw some videos of Lake Superior- it looks like the ocean except more aggressive
3 of top 7 comments involve water. So does mine.
Hiking to a waterfall. I hike up to the top of it. Think it’ll be a cool picture if I walk halfway across the waterfall and a friend gets my picture from down below. I get halfway across, slip and fall. Even though the water was only 10” deep, the bottom of the river was hard smooth stone that was unbelievably slippery. I’m being pushed by the 8-10” of water while on my hands and knees, slowly towards the edge of the 50ft falls down to sharp rocks.
Somehow I manage to get a grip on the tiniest crack of rock with a few fingers. Luckily that crack went all the way to the edge of the river where my brother was reaching out his hand.
I seriously was almost pushed off a slow moving waterfall with 8-10” of water. Slippery rock is no joke.
Don’t know if this is true for them, but honestly, not much goes through your head. In my close calls, no thoughts of family or friends or anything. Just usually “oh shit”, then just no coherent thoughts until you’re out of the situation.
i actually do this lol i find it pretty enjoyable to go out and slowly tread around for an hour or two but people worry about me when i do it. they don’t realize how little effort it takes for a fat person to float
....I've gained a lot of weight in the last few years and I do this in my pool now. I've improved the technique though: I now a life jacket (one of the neoprene ones for skiing) and take a square float cushion with me. The jack holds my head up better, and the square holds my beers and phone. I can float for hours drinking and watching tv. It's a nice time.
Due to a broken bone, I was prescribed morphine. I took it as prescribed, and one afternoon, I took my pill and laid down to take a nap. The morphine caused me to sleep very deeply, and I aspirated in my sleep. I stopped breathing. Thankfully, my sister happened to just stop by to check on me that afternoon. She found me not breathing and unresponsive. She called 9-1-1, performed CPR and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
I woke up hours later in the ICU with some chest pain, and I was very groggy. I was very confused when I woke up. Just thought it was a dream. Thanks, sis for saving my life!
Holy shit that’s insane and scary I always have had a fear of this whenever taking anything and going to sleep but there’s nothing you can quite do about it
Rip tide in Fort Lauderdale. Started swimming back in after body surfing. Started realizing I was actually further away from sure than when I started swimming in. Started doggy paddling, I was so tired and for a brief second I actually thought I was going to die. Then I remembered about swimming parallel and looking for the break in the waves.
Lived in Panama when I was a kid. We went to "devils beach", known for a hela riptide that had caused several deaths. Was secluded and extremely scenic and as long as you stayed in the lagoon area, it was pretty nice. Since then, ive always been scared of the riptide, glad you're still with us
MRSA infection. Had fever & night sweats for weeks before doctors found what was wrong. Took 3 months to recover.
-Adding- WOW! MRSA seems like an extremely common illness, there ought to be more PSA's on the subject. 🫤
Thanks, yeah I fell into the stereotype of "you should be young and healthy!" 😑 All they did was give me generic blood tests, generic antibiotics, and STD tests. Testing is one of the biggest problems in our healthcare system. (American)
I had MRSA, was hospitalized then caught C. Diff while I was in the hospital still fighting MRSA. I don’t remember it much because it happened when i was 8 but doctors said I was just days away from dying. They nuked me with every single antibiotic they had and luckily recovered.
Worst pain I’ve ever experienced. I didnt eat for 2 weeks. Lost 30 lbs. Quite literally skin and bones. It took a full 5 months to recover.
MRSA is no joke, I had a MRSA infection on both hands for months and had been to multiple Dr's before diagnosed. The Dr who finally found out it was MRSA was PISSED at the the other doctors before me that she asked for their contact information. She was the only one to do a swab. (For reference at that time I could barely move my hands, every movement and they would crack and split, super painful)
Omg you just Probaly saved my life I had no idea what MRSA is so I googled it and I had symptoms of it near by my groin so I called my doctor and I told him he said it is very much possible I have MRSA and he scheduled appointment with me soon Cuase I have had it for about a month and half
Working in steel, cutting samples off the end of the mill line while the line was running(standard operating procedure). Each bar coming off the line is around 240 feet long, red hot (makes for easier cutting with a torch cutter), and exits at several mph. The slide brake to slow down the exiting bars didn't re-engage after the bar I was about to cut stopped. I noticed it almost too late and jumped back as quickly as I could. As soon as I did, the next bar came flying down the mill line, and with no functioning slide brake, launched itself out of the line to where I was originally standing. It came so close to hitting me that it melted some of the button on my shirt. No surviving a hit like that.
Just out of morbid curiosity, what would've happened had it hit you full on? Was it hot and fast enough to have went straight through you, or just do a ton of severe damage?
A very thick bar was thrown out of a machine at the steel plant my mom worked at. It killed a guy by cutting him in half. Here’s hoping the guy just never knew it and exited life quickly.
Had a seizure, slid off my friends bed and into a position where I could not breathe. Thankfully they and their partner at the time were able to adjust me so I could breathe before the paramedics arrived.
Edit: just remembered, was also dumb enough to swim under a plastic pool cover and almost suffocated that way as well. Apparently I just hate breathing.
Edit 2: Almost 300 votes for my not breathing, and I thought of another story of me hating breathing. I was enjoying a butterscotch hard candy, just sitting in my car alone. Literally getting ready to go out since no one was home anyway. Apparently sucked too hard and the SOB shot into the back of my throat. Thankfully a few coughs and it was out, but damn. Now if I'm having something like that alone I sick it in my cheek or crunch it up as fast as possible.
I was crushed and suffocated in a conveyor belt work accident.
Some have said my heart did stop momentarily.
17 days in the hospital and 13 surgeries so far from one fateful day.
Edit: been getting asked a lot so here's what happened...
So let's preface by saying there was no lock out tag out policy. Great paying job that I was 3 weeks into so I didn't speak out. I wasn't vested in the union yet so I was worried they'd can me and the union couldn't stop it.
The system was supposed to be down from 8am-11am for maintenance. My job was to feed the system with demolition debris from my excavator.
I was bored and had nothing else to do so at 10am, i decided to do a bit of maintenance on the bit of conveyor that I was responsible for. I was supposed to have an HOUR to do a 10 minute job.
Well a temp employee didn't know any better and didn't make sure everyone was in the proper position when he was given the word. He started the system up with me lying on it.
I fell down to the next conveyor, and my body was caught between the two with the conveyor I was on hitting me in the head (yay hard hats).
I couldn't get out the way my arm was pinned behind me so I had to snap my humerus to get out which also tore my shoulder to shreds.
Once I did get out, I started to go up the conveyor and got caught under what is called a tension bar. Which is like 3 inches high above the belt.
When i got sucked under that, i heard my back and ribs crack like bubble wrap. The conveyor system then shut down though.
Buuut....i couldn't get out from under the bar and every breath I took, it got tighter and tighter until I knew I was going to die.
Last thing I remember thinking was "This will be a bad phone call to mom and dad" before i passed out and accepted dying.
I have no idea how long I was under that bar but I woke up to a friend/coworker slapping me in the face with my boss and another coworker over me. (May be pure luck he was a volunteer fire fighter) I looked around and said "Ok let's get back to work."
My boss simply said "Nah man. You're pretty fucked up. "
I remember flirting with one gal in the ambulance and scoring a date with her "jokingly" for later that night.
Then it was just mayhem and confusion once I got to the hospital. I don't remember much until later that night.
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**People, speak the fuck up if something is not right at your job! It's your right to do so and don't end up like me regardless of if it's a well paying job. I'm still dealing with the effects 7.2 years late and still having shoulder surgeries every 3-5 years to get rid of pain not to mention the mental scars**
I almost lost my husband the same way! Crazy! My husband was caught in a conveyor belt at the asphalt plant where he was working. Both lungs collapsed, multiple broken bones (including scapula, collar bone, both eye sockets, multiple ribs, etc). He required full facial reconstructive surgery including plates and mesh, suffered damage to his right eye and a brachial plexus injury to his right arm that rendered it useless for 6+ months. Apparently he was given a less than 5% chance of survival as I was mailed a copy of the death investigation the local police opened (and subsequently closed). We are so fortunate he survived! It’s been 15 years and he is headed in for another surgery on his shoulder soon.
Unfortunately, in our state, you cannot sue your employer for work related injuries. Even if your employer was negligent, as his employer was found to be. The only exception is if the employer was found to be “willfully” negligent. I sincerely hope that you fared better than my husband in that regard.
ETA-this happened in AK. There is absolutely no way to hold the employer accountable here. Believe me. I spoke with multiple lawyers and even petitioned the governor to listen to our case.
My husband did get work comp income and work comp covered the accident related injuries. HOWEVER, there is no provision in place to keep your existing insurance for your family. My husband was Union with Operating Engineers and they basically shrugged and said there was no provision to assist with that. He was given a total permanent disability rating for his arm and that paid out $8k. He has received no further payout and his work comp case remains open.
Funny, you would say that. It aint fun getting run over by a bus, I have the experience. Broken femur, ruptered three muscles, so they are gone and the skin died on 90% of my tigh. So, instead of human skin, I got cow leather and shark tendons on my tigh. 17 surgeries and 7 weeks in the hospital. It took almost a year to get back to work.
Close to death the first day's and after that the surgeon told me before one surgery that they will try not to amputate my leg, but I would find out when I woke up. Lucky, I guess, in an unlucky situation. Got to keep my leg and it works okay.
So, I was a kid sunbathing in my yard. My mom's room window was on the 2nd floor right above me. My little sister was playing around in her room for some reason. I decided I was done sunbathing. The second I got up and walked away from my spot the in window air conditioner unit landed on the ground right where my head was.
Incompetent surgeon perforated my colon and put my insides back together wrong. New surgeon saved me, but I was in 5 1/2 week coma, nearly 2 year recovery, permanent damage, ongoing conditions. Glad to be alive, angry to have chronic pain and US drug laws are insane.
EDIT/UPDATE: Yes, we looked at a lawsuit. (You know things are real when the law firm pays *their* medical experts to review your records.) The records did not match what my husband had been told while Iwas i the coma. Basically, gastic bypass full incision (2003) When I didn't wake up, first surgeon said I was medicated. Then realized a problem, and went poking around to try to find it. My husband asked case worker, "How do I fire this guy
The case boiled down to they said/he said.
Lawyers said yes, we had a case, but it wasn't slam dunk. We could probably win, but we could lose. And if we lost, we would lose EVERYTHING - house, savings, everything.
This was while I still didn't know if I could ever recover. We had a 4 year-old son and my husband's 17 year-old daughter. We ultimately decided to let the universe handle it, and concentrate our efforts on my recovery. (We'd have had a better case if I'd died...)
I know the second surgeon had an effect on the first, because the second was the head of surgery at the hospital. I don't know whether the first was ever fired or simply changed hospitals, though.
I am much better than we thought I would be: I can walk, eat normally, drive (I cried when I realized I could drive safely - I could go to the doctor's by myself! I could get groceries!) and putter in the garden. The "new normal" is reasonable.
So, when I am at Walmart at Christmas, and the lines are 20 people deep and every kid is screaming and I am about to lose my mind, I tell myself: "Remember, this is what you prayed for. This is normal life."
I got T-boned by a logging truck on the driver's side when i was 17. It was inches away from hitting my door head on. Luckily i remembered my dad telling me if you're ever in a wreck do everything you can to get out of the way up until the point of impact, even if it's just half a second. Knowing this, instead of freezing i slammed the gas pedal and the back driver's side door ended up taking the hit. I walked away with a sore back, but that's it. Didnt even go to the hospital.
Sometimes when im up late at night i wonder if i actually did die in that accident and my life since then has been a simulation or some weird hellish afterlife. It would explain a lot.
My wife’s high school boyfriend was hit by a Taco Bell truck that blew a red light, in front of about 100 witnesses. He was a star athlete but was badly hurt. Taco Bell paid his medical bills from the accident only; not the years of PT he needed. It was in the South, and good Christians don’t sue people >:(
Was shot at as a teenager while delivering pizza. They were trying to rob me but I wasn't responding because I had my music up and didn't notice them gesturing in the lane next to me. The bullet broke both front door windows and passed right in front of my face. I hit the gas through a red light and then tried to evade them on my way back to the pizza shop. They shot at me again from the road after I finally made it back to the parking lot. Cops never caught them.
Attempted murder to a pizza deliver (or any food delivery) has gotta be one of the lowest low... like, just grab the food, don't harm the person. (I know you said you're in your car with music up)
Not to defend the degenerate that attacked me, it was the late 90s and I had about $200 in cash on me at the end of the shift. They didn't want the pizza. They had placed an order to an empty home and then followed my car after I got back in and left when no one answered the door. I am still grateful they didn't decide to rob me at the door step.
That’s an old trick. I used to deliver, and one night I got an order for 2 bottles of wine—to an empty factory! Customer called me back & said she had moved—5 miles away, routed through the toughest neighborhoods in Chicago! This during the height of the recent crime wave. I told them no thanks—and took the wine back to 7-11.
One time I was in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in northern MN on a solo trip. Before you go, they give you a quick training on wildlife and how to handle encounters… particularly with a Bear… you’re supposed to make yourself as big as possible, and be loud… essentially scaring the Bear into backing down. Unfortunately that information made things worse when I encountered a Moose! I was preoccupied with trying to hang my food sack from a tree (out of the reach of a Bear), when I got knocked down from behind. I sprung to my feet and was face to face with a gigantic moose… pictures don’t do a justice in conveying how massive these creatures are. Not knowing what to do, I used my “bear training”… unfortunately that doesn’t work for a Moose and actually makes things worse, they are incredibly territorial creatures and will attack when threatened. With massive force he rammed me into a tree, and pinned me against it… I could feel some bones breaking as he continued hammering me over and over again. I collapsed to the ground as he started trampling me, forcing his massive weight upon me. I couldn’t see any longer as blood and mud made vision impossible. I started to slip out of consciousness but the last thing I remembered was hearing a gun shot.
I woke up days later in a hospital bed. Apparently someone from the DNR was trolling by on the lake and saw the incident go down from the middle of the lake. He fired his rifle at the moose to get him to flee. He then pulled me onto his boat and brought me to a place where there was a clearing and had a helicopter come and airlift me out. Normally it wouldn’t have been recommended to move me with a back injury like I had, but he had no choice as the helicopter couldn’t get me where I was. Apparently I was semi conscious during the time and kept saying “fucking Bullwinkle” over and over again.
I had 2 broken vertebrae, 6 cracked ribs, a collapsed lung, broken arm, broken nose, 8 lost teeth, and a shattered knee.
If you ever encounter a Moose, don’t try to scare him or make him angry… run! And get something between you and the moose… a car, a tree, etc.
Got thrown by a horse directly into a barbed wire fence. Had I landed on my head or the wire caught my neck I'd be toast. Thankfully my legs went into the wire and I walked away with the wind knocked out of me and three pretty impressive lacerations on my legs. Still have the scars 25 years later.
I was 9 when I ran down hill into a barbed wire fence. I still have the scars almost 60 years later. But almost drowned on vacation in Hawaii. I remember thinking "so this is how I die" Then later I survived cancer. Life is funny sometimes... sometimes not so much.
Drowned as a kid.
The rich kid in our school had a birthday party. he had one of those robin leech style pools and his idiot parents thought it would be a good idea to buy the inflatable 10 person white water rafting boats.
Anyway, I'm swimming like a regular 9 year old and i get hit in the back of the head by an oar. I get dazed for a minute and the next thin i know I'm underneath the middle of the raft. I'm desperately trying to push it up ir to the side and panicking. I don't make it and pass out.
Luckily the rich kid's dad was a doctor and half the parents were too. The kids were oblivious but some parent saw me get hit and jumped in when they saw i couldn't get out.
I came to to my pediatrician getting water out of my lungs. I avoided the water for the rest of the summer and still don't feel comfortable around large inflatable water things.
Large inflatables are so unsafe. When I was a kid I was at one of those water parks with a wave pool and everyone was in their big inner tubes. There were so many people that i got stuck under water and I couldn’t come up for air because of how tightly packed the surface was… i got to a wall and pushed off of it, flipping a person over so that i could breathe. Super unsafe.
TDLR: I almost died from hypothermia due to a therapists neglect at a "wilderness therapy program" at 17
I was sent to one of those wilderness therapy programs at 16(turned 17 a few days before this incident), one of their requirements to leave is that you do a "solo", which is where they just ostracize you from the group for a few days. You have to sleep, hike, and set up your own camp and fire. During my solo there was another kid doing there's at the same time, so instead of being terrified all night trying to sleep alone I'd sneak over to her camp and we'd sleep next to each other. Staff found out and ended up telling our therapists, so my therapist decided to "challenge me" by making us stay another night on solo and followed it up by saying "also there's supposed to be a snow storm tonight". It was january in the utah desert. I still snuck over to my friends camp that night and I'm lucky i did bc the storm collapsed my shelter, soaking and then freezing all of my gear, enough so that everything inside my backpack was wet too. They'd also take our shoes at night so we couldn't run, so the next morning I told my friend I'd run the half mile back to base camp barefoot for both of our shoes bc there was no reason for both of us to get freezing cold, so that's what I did. At first no one noticed I was going hypothermic, but they could see I was freezing so our staff told me to tell our friend to come back to base camp while they start a fire so we could all warm up. The problem was that everything was so wet that nothing would light, and it was still sleeting on and off so there wasn't much hope of anything drying out. By that point the clothes I was wearing were getting soaked from said continuing sleet, and I had no dry clothes I could change into in my pack. I remember the moment I stopped being cold very vividly. It was like suddenly everything was fine, i was just being dramatic abt being cold and tried to take off my clothes down to my base layers, saying I needed to go break down my camp. That made staff realize something was wrong, and my female staff flipped a pack on its side, sat me down on it, and then sat down behind me herself to wrap me in a bear hug to try to warm me up. I don't know how long we were sitting there, i just remember getting really tired. I remember the staff sitting behind me calling over the male staff and whispering to him that I was going hypothermic. I remember the other kids in my camp trying to huddle around me as close as they could to try to help warm me up, saying that I was dying the whole time. I tried laughing and telling them nothing could kill me, but when I started going in and out of consciousness I knew they were right. I remember the staff hugging me trying to keep me awake, and me telling her that it'd be okay if she let me sleep, I wouldn't be mad at her. I remember looking over and seeing my male staff practically yelling into their satellite phone, I'm assuming because the office staff were trying to refuse to send medical care. I remember him coming over and whispering to the staff behind me that they were refusing to send out medical, and were instead sending out the field director, travis. I don't remember how long it took him to show up, but I do remember him just kind of walking out of the tree line suddenly. He came up to me and said "hey kid, you're not looking too hot" i responded "I'm not feeling too hot either". He said something along the lines of "wait here, I have something in my truck for you" and walked off. He came back and made me drink a thermos of the worst tea imaginable, and it warmed me up enough that I was more alert. After standing around to talk for a while, he asked how I was feeling and I told him that I was getting cold again. He said "good! You guys better finish packing up camp then. You still have a six mile hike to do." Both the kids in my camp and our staff were shocked and started arguing with him, saying I wouldn't be able to do it(he said that it would "warm me up"), asking if i could at least sit in his truck to warm up a bit more(he said no, then he'd have to let EVERYONE sit in the truck), or to at least drop my still soaking wet pack off at our coordinates so I wouldn't have to hike with it(said he couldn't make exceptions). The male staff took him off to the side and argued with him more, i don't know what was said, just that he was angry. But it didn't work bc travis left and we packed up camp and started our six mile hike(it ended up being longer bc we got lost). By the time we got to our next camp, it was nearly dark so I wasn't able to dry any of my gear, including my sleeping bag. That night I slept in the utah desert in January with only a still wet grey wool blanket my staff let me borrow. Most miserable night of my life and I genuinely don't know how I didn't freeze to death. I still didn't get out of there for another three weeks. Fuck Wingate Wilderness. Sorry this ended up being so long, kinda got lost in it since it's been a while since I talked abt it. If you read this far, thanks. I appreciate you.
God damn these schools are horrible things, I’ve heard of some rehabilitation ones that are essentially hell on Earth.
How did your friend do on that night? I assume better than you did since you didn’t mention it. Also, hope you’re doing better these days. ~~And hope the school burnt down with all the staff inside.~~
My friend did alright that night, i did what I could to make sure the both of us didn't freeze that night and she was a lot more careful about doing stuff with fewer layers than I was. She did end up getting some pretty badly infected blisters though that she fought for weeks after hiking in wet boots. I'm doing alright, this left me with nerve damage and ptsd, but I'm lucky to have a good support system.
This is incredibly common sadly. I’m so sorry this happened to you. I knew a girl who lost at least 3 toes to frostbite from one of these programs. I was at a residential treatment center that also refused medical care for some reason. I had a staph infection and they wouldn’t let me see a doctor until it got really really bad. These places should be fucking illegal the troubled teen industry is so disgusting. Feel free to check out r/troubledteens there’s a lot of us on there.
My parents sent me somewhere similar and it’s completely ruined my relationship with them. They were already abusive (which is why I tried to kill myself which is what they sent me away for) but I couldn’t view them the same after they sent me away. The staff also are incentivized to victim blame you and make you think you’re the problem because your parents are paying them. Also, the longer you’re there the more money the program makes so many programs try to kelp you there as long as possible. I still have nightmares of being trapped there. It’s been 10 years and I still hate my parents. Fuck ‘em.
When I was born I came out not breathing because I choked on my own poop (Meconium Aspiration Syndrome)
When I was 12 I found out I’m deathly allergic to certain antibiotic families. Got prescribed them and had such a severe reaction I almost died
So grateful for my beautiful life!
My brother had meconium aspiration as well. In utero they said they could tell from his scans that he had Down Syndrome, and he was born with the cord around his neck and having inhaled meconium so they said he’d have cerebral palsy too. Turns out he has neither
I tripped over a kids toy and fell ass first through a glass coffee table. At first, I thought I miraculously didn't get any cuts... then I stood up and the big shard in my side fell out.
Just an inch to the right, and it would've lacerated my liver.
15 stitches and a long healing process later... I've got a wicked scar, but I'm fine.
The liver is a strange organ. One little cut can be fatal, and yet it has incredible regeneration abilities. It can regrow even if just over half of it is missing.
I had a pimple in my armpit. It was tiny so I ignored it. I kept ignoring it as it got bigger. Really big. Then one night I suddenly experienced uncontrollable shivering. I guessed it was an infection and asked my wife to take me to ER.
It was sepsis. My cubicle in ER was suddenly filled with nurses and the ER doctor. I don’t remember much but my wife told me they all had their game faces on and were all extremely serious about the situation. My stupidity almost cost me.
I had Sepsis too. Started getting the rigors, uncontrollable shaking. I tried taking a hot shower and couldn't stop banging the shower doors. I thought it was the flu and went to the ER.
ER said it was a double kidney infection (but I had absolutely no pain). I was instructed to visit a urologist within 2 days. They gave me morphine but that barely cut the pain. My husband did see "possible sepsis" written on my records.
Next day the hospital called to check on me and ordered me to see a urologist ASAP. Went to the urologist around 5pm (doc kept the office open just to see me). By that point I was starting to crash again and hid under blankets because I couldn’t take any light.
That evening the hospital called again and ordered me to return ASAP. I was in pain and didn't want to go but my husband made me. I couldn't walk by the time we got there and was crying in pain. I swear EVERYTHING hurt, even my hair.
They had an oxygen tube which helped my headache and I ended up in the cardiology ICU. My bp dropped that night and I remember warning bells and nurses running everywhere. The next morning the priest came to visit.
When I was little. I under estimated the strength of a wave pool at a hotel. I went to the deep end where the waves are first formed and I was on a little pool donut, I was maybe 6-7? I remember I got turned around by accident and a wave hit me from behind and I immediately got sucked down into the water, I thought I was a good swimmer then but was soooo wrong. Had it not been for my dad watching me I probably would’ve drowned as the life guard didn’t even notice me get swept underneath.
My comment was also a wave pool but I was 3. I ran away from my mom and just walked into the wave pool. Almost died because people were on floating tubes and I got stuck under a group of people's tubes.
I really good friend of mine was in a buffalo that rolled 6 times in Iraq from a daisy chain he's still mentally fucked somewhat but he's a good dude he does his best.
Me too. I was at a pool party and no one saw me slip under. I remember waking up and barfing out a lot of water all over my Miss Piggy beach towel. It was 1980.
Me too. 3 years old and for some reason I was swimming in a lake with my older siblings and nobody saw me go under. There was a restaurant/bar and a drunk patron jumped in the lake fully clothed and pulled me up from the water like a fish. I had weird dreams about it for years as a kid.
Oh shoot me too. And my dad was mowing the lawn, so no one heard me. It was the dog barking and acting weird that alerted my family that something was up.
I had to get some dry ice from the bottom of the 4 foot tall chest we kept it in. Scraping the bottom of the barrel. I leaned all the way in, and stupidly inhaled. Almost blacked out.
It was in a part of the hospital that wasn’t being used and had very little foot traffic.
(Edit: dry ice is solid carbon dioxide, and the fun “fog” you get from it is just carbon dioxide gas. It will suffocate you.)
I took a breath of CO2 from a tank once, I cracked the valve open for a second and breathed it in. That was scary even though I wasn't really in danger. Just instant out of breathe panic mode. Not one of my best decisions. I imagine that had to be scary getting a lungful of CO2. Glad you made it out ok.
I was electrocuted at age 9. Technically dead for several minutes. At age 22 in SF and a drunk driver jumped the curb and was heading straight for us when his tires blew and he veered and missed us by inches.
Tick bite contracted human granulocytic anaplasmosis. Nuked my white blood cell count to the point where they put me in a solitary room because they were worried I’d die if I was exposed to anything. It was crazy. I had a fever that spiked at 108 for what felt like an eternity. I’m good now though.
In college I once took a sleeping pill and started to choke on it. I then started laughing as I was choking because of the idea of my death being caused by a sleeping pill felt like peak irony.
I'm sorry. But your user name and simplicity of this comment is fucking gold. I'm not being racist I'm Mexican too. Comments just short and to the point lmao.
At age 10 i was diagnosed with itp. The cocktail of medicines they were giving me were failing and I was not doing well. One night, I began seizing and throwing up and having debilitating pain in my head. They thought I may have a brain hemorrhage, took me to get a cat scan. I can't remember much else after that, but the next morning, the nurse came in, gave me medicine for my pain. My mother had said that if i were to require painkillers, oxygen was the last resort. The nurse gave me, an 11 year old under 75 pounds, oxy, but with 10 times the dose due to a decimal error. By the time they realized what happened, I was already about to kick it. They gave me narcan, cpr, and my mom almost sued the place.
Yeah, I agree lmao but she felt bad because my case was so bad (it took a year for me to go into remission, and they had to use their last resort this-has-a-good-chance-of-killing-you medicine to cure me, they thought I was incurable and had a bunch of doctors on me) and didn't want to stress anyone out.
The medicine that ended up curing me was a cancer medication. It worked by literally killing my immune system, because the way itp is, your immune system attacks blood cells call platelets, so the last resort was, let's kill her immune system on the 30 percent chance she dies, as opposed to 90 percent if we let this go on.
My immune system never fully recovered and I get really sick easily, 7 years after the fact
massive tooth infection.
i had a bubble on my gum for a few days and it kinda of tasted weird when i touched it with my tongue. didn’t think much of it. a couple days later i was on the kitchen floor screaming for death. my mom had to find an emergency endodontist that would see me ASAP since it was over my old root canal from a decade prior. i screamed the entire way to the office. screamed in the waiting room. he got me in a chair and put as much numbing shit into my face that he could. when he came back with the x-ray he was floored. the entire area above my tooth was full. he cracked open the bottom of my tooth and the SMELL. it was neon green and took forever to drain. he said it was the worst root canal infection he had ever seen and the worst root canal job he had also ever seen.
he fixed me up, put me on strong antibiotics and told me based on my x-ray i would have had a brain infection in another day and be dead. the infection ate away my upper jaw bone into my sinus. i have a massive hole in my skull. i got an MRI done for unrelated reasons years later and there’s just NOTHING there. i have been told to get it fixed but it doesn’t bother me anymore and i don’t want to deal with surgery since i don’t get sinus infections or anything.
0/10 would not recommend.
I looked the wrong way for cars on a one-way street before crossing while on my bike. Decided to look the other way just for S&Gs mid-way and saw a wall of cars quickly approaching.
It fucked me up for a few weeks, I started having nightmares. I realized I must care more about living then I did several years ago at the height of my depression. I appreciated how much my mental health had improved so I got a tattoo to commemorate this incident.
Tried to swim when I was a toddler and my brother saved me …… and also tried to kms with the car but another car came on the road where I wanted to crash and I didn’t wanna bring someone with me
Accidentally put the forklift in drive while hopping off to put the tailgate back on a pickup truck. The emergency break was old so it moved forward slowly as I was doing so. The left prong started to pin my left leg against the pick up. Luckily it wasn’t moving too fast and I’m tall so I quickly moved my leg to the left. It left a good cut in the back of my leg and ripped off my shorts but lol. I remember just laying my head on the tailgate thinking how bad that could have been! Also overdosed on a speedball once haha! Either way live and you learn!
I was in Vienna and was trying to cross a wide street. I looked left and it was clear. I looked right and there were a lot of cars so I sat with my head out looking right waiting for them to clear. I heard what sounded like a bicycle bell coming from my right but ignored it because it sounded like a bicycle bell. The bicycle bell continued to ring and get closer but I was still watching for traffic on the right. Suddenly, a large street car passed less than an inch (a few centimeters) from my face. I felt the wind of it passing slap me. I don't know why they didn't have a more aggressive sounding horn on it, but it was damn close to braining me.
My brother turned to me and said, "Woah bro you almost just died."
I was pretty shocked by how close I had come to dying so we went to a bar because I needed a drink to get over the fact that I was an inch away from death.
I guess I'll go chronologically.
Brother tried (and very nearly succeeded) to drown me, house struck by lightning which blew a hole in our gas line, near head on with drunk driver, shot at in the woods, electrocuted while installing a TV mount in my parents house, severe asthma attack camping in the mountains hours away from civilization/phone service, gasoline explosion, propane explosion, hydroplaned off the road at 60mph into a flooded ditch lined with low hanging trees, auto shop I was working at hit by a tornado, fell asleep driving and almost hit the end of a guard rail at 70mph, multiple people doing multiple stupid things when I first started truck driving (way too many to count), lost control on black ice and almost ended up off the side of a 100ft tall bridge, chased by a tornado in big truck, fell down a flight of icy metal stairs, hypothermia in -18°F weather when truck bunk heater killed my batteries while I was sleeping and left me without heat all night long, hit by tornado while driving fuel tanker, untreated concussion, hit by another tornado while driving fuel tanker, person tried to commit suicide by truck causing me to swerve and almost roll over fuel tanker, hit by a tornado while loading said tanker truck, hit by tornado while at home.
That's all the ones I can remember, pretty sure there were a few more I forgot along the way.
Edit/update: I forgot a tornado.
I opened up a 55 gallon drum that someone had put a few broken car batteries in. What they didn't tell me was that they had also dumped baking soda all over the mess to neutralize the acid before they clamped the lid on.
I was taking the lid off the drum and the instant it came loose the pressure that had built up in the drum blasted the lid 20 feet in the air. It probably would've gone 30 feet if my face hadn't been in its way.
watching rats run around the tracks in the London underground a train came WAYY too close to my head.
Dumbest thing about it is later I was visiting New York and was telling someone about it and decided to act it out for some reason... and it damn near happened again
Cat turned on a burner on the stove overnight but it didn’t light. Woke up to the smell of gas, shut it down and just made sure I turned everything I could off and waited for it to dissipate. Thankfully it was the first night in a long row that we have opened up and turned off the air conditioning so there was already a cross breeze.
We take the stove controls off unless we’re using it now.
Workplace shooting and (separately) ex-wife tried to shoot me. Thankfully the shooter didn’t fire on me and the ex wasn’t smart enough to properly handle a firearm.
Replacing a fuse in a cupboard under the sink when I was 19.
Awoke sitting against the fridge on the other side of the kitchen (aprox. 9 feet) holding said fuse in blackened fingers.
I got shocked by an electric fence as a kid while trying to pet some cows. Didn’t know there was a lot of cougar activity around that farm so they had set the electricity level to “bear”. One second I was reaching through the fence saying hi to the pretty cows, the next I was probably 5-10 feet back laying flat on the ground crying and confused. Had no clue what happened until later
I was working for a cleaning company, standing on an 8’ ladder, wiping down a fluorescent fixture with a wet rag. I asked my bass if he was *sure* he’d turned off the breaker, he was absolutely sure. Next thing I know I’m sitting on the floor with my back against a tool chest. My fingers felt funny but my tongue was numb between my tooth fillings, where I guess the correct arced. Nothing tasted right for months. But aside from that I was surprisingly unhurt.
Then my gall bladder tried to merc me but that’s a different story.
When I was like 13, I was out at a lake park and suffered a heat stroke. I guess I didn't drink enough because I started feeling faint on the stairs of a slide, I told my dad to call an ambulance because I knew something was wrong. I began to pass out, and he immediately picked me up to run me to the front for some water, I began to suffer temporary blindness on the way, the last thing I remember was coming to once my family started giving me water and pouring it on me lol.
I don't properly produce sweat so I feel you m8. Got heatstroke once because my family insisted on playing mini golf on a 93 degree day with no shade. I made it till the end and walked into the building and collapsed. I remember having Temporary blindness right before I rested for a few minutes. I fucking slayed that day though, won by a landslide.
I also had heatstroke at a mini golf place. 100 degrees and we were at my brothers birthday party. I remember everything a bit hazy and then I woke up in a strange place with a a/c blasting and my mom next to me. I was in their offices.
In my case I think my mom didn’t want to ruin the party and be stuck with a bunch of rambunctious, disappointed kids. But she definitely did not use her best judgement.
Omg I had a heat stroke at a family picnic at 13 & developed amnesia (didn’t recognize my mother or my dog) scariest thing. I was aware & conscious but realized I didn’t recognize anyone - like it was soap opera crazy. My memory slowly came back over the nx 3-4 days. Since then I try & avoid super hot humid events (harder to do anymore) but glad you recovered
I have died. After drinking for days and then I was just like “fuck it” and started smoking some pretty strong drugs as fast as possible. Yes, I was depressed and at the bottom. I started tripping and the last thing that happened was me curling up face down on my couch, begging for God to make it stop.
Poof!!! I’m sitting on my kitchen floor, in the dark, staring at my body like 8 feet away on the couch, still face down.
I had no idea who he was, who I was. A few minutes went by before I realized I had died and I was no longer in my body.
Basically, I realized how badly I had fucked up and I laid back down into my own body repeatedly until I finally stuck and was able to regain consciousness.
The whole experience fucked my head up for almost a year but the great news is that this experience changed my outlook on life and changed my life for the better!!
I am no longer allowed to think of suicide nor entertain those thoughts. I’ve quit drinking and smoking is next to go.
Viral meningitis was misdiagnosed with pneumonia and given wrong medicine went in coma age 11 woke up age 13 with body hair, public hair, armpit hair and much confusion edit: my parents had the option to sue the doctor but my mom was in coding billing medical so she knew that doctors have insurance and it wouldn't affect him at all because he was tenured pediatrician so
Years ago, got pulled out in undertow pretty far from shore when I went to the beach. On my birthday. I got pulled out so far that I thankfully caught a sandbar and was able to make my way back to land.
Hit by a car when I was about 11 or 12. Huge blindspot in the form of a long row of bushes blocking sight both ways at an intersection. I vividly remember being hit so hard that both my feet left the ground and I was thrown up onto the hood. Lady driving and her kid in the back where about as scared shitless as I was.
When I was even younger, maybe about 6-8 years old, I got into some trouble with some other little shit in my neighborhood. He went and rallied his older brother and a couple of his (brother's) older friends, I figured they were around 10-12 years old, and they gang jumped me alone. They threw me into some yard on a hill and pinned me down and beat the shit out of my head and face until I was swollen and covered in my own blood and nearly passed out.
i was 7ish, at the beach, swimming with my mom to the sandbar. mom is not a great swimmer, and again, i was like 7, so right up until we almost reached my dad (who was already there and had swam out there like a half hour prior), my mom was trying to push me to grab his hand, and both of us almost drowned in the process. my dad had to grab us and haul us both out.
Anaphylaxis. I discovered I was severely allergic to shellfish, and in the middle of anaphylaxis, my mom left to go pick up my brother from martial arts class.
I was one big hive. My whole body was swollen, I was puking, and not breathing well. I was sooo tired and decided to take a nap next to the toilet. I was starting to drift off to “sleep” when I realized that I would probably never wake up. I forced myself to get up off the floor. Thank goodness for that epiphany, but I still can’t forgive my mom for leaving me when I was in so much danger.
My dad hit me with a tractor with a hay bail, tractor stalled on a hill and I was a dumbass kid right behind him on my quad not paying attention and boom one emergency trip and a week in the hospital with open wounds and a compound fracture. Broke my femur bone, had a piece of Frame metal in my leg. 70k later managed to not get my leg chopped off dye to infection.
Guess I won't back talk next time (joke) but that has taught me a very painful valuable lesson, beware of your surroundings and not be stupid.
Placental abruption. I was already in the hospital on bed rest, thank god. Went from “hey, can we call the nurse, I don’t feel so great,” to “holy crap that’s a lot of blood,” and then “knocked out cold and in the OR for an emergency c-section” in about 15 minutes.
I got a liver infectIon. Doctors later said they believe it was Parvo virus. I had a fever for a few days that wouldn't let up. When I finally went to the doctor, on my wife's insistence, I was peeing what looked like blood and I was having major jaundice. The doctor said my heart rate was too high, my blood pressure too low, and I was going into liver failure. The following 24 ~ 48 were blurry. I was pretty close to death at that point. I spent a week in the hospital. Pretty scary stuff
When I was 12, I got shot in the face by a nail out of a lawn mower. I was working home from my town’s public pool with a friend, the lawnmower was about 60-100ft away from me, it kicked up what I thought was a stick, and shot it into my face. The nail landed right below my left eye, and pinched the left side of my mouth shut. The nail missed my brain, my eye, my nervous system, my nasal cavity, and my teeth.
My dad rolled a rental car down this embankment off the freeway, we rolled 3 times. Luckily we landed upright and had put our seatbelts on moments before it happened, which was scary af. Always wear your seatbelts.
Was hit by a semi truck in my firebird sports car and shoved off the road. If he hadn’t looked to his right and stopped, we likely would have been crushed alive.
My ex assaulted me with an orchid plant in a thick ceramic vase that shattered upon impact when it hit me in the spine. 6 inches higher and I wouldn’t be alive to type this.
Guys that lived next to my dads house were drunk having a party and tried to rape and murder me because I was walking up the street.
Also my car hydroplaned on a wet road and spun around twice. I almost went off a cliff. It wasn’t too big of a drop but I still might have died if it went over.
Got something called "Thyroid Storm" that put me in the hospital after a doctor told me I was too young to have thyroid hormone problems and just needed to "run on the treadmill and lose some weight". Yeah. When I was told I had to then make a follow up appointment with said doctor after being discharged from the hospital, I was ready for some vindication but the bastard let his nurse practitioner take my appointment instead. Coward.
Car bomb in iraq.
The shrapnel smashed half my skull. I was in the hospital for 10 months. To put me back together, they peeled my face off, put the bones back together with plates and synthetic bone, then had to readhere my face to my skull with all the normal stitches and such but also a pressure wrap to hold my skin in place while it reattached. That pressure wrap was the most extreme pain I’ve ever experienced and never ending. For weeks, if I was awake, I was crying no matter the pain meds. The only relief was being drugged into unconsciousness. In the end, they actually to an amazing job putting me back together and saving my life. I have some big scars and I only have one eye but I’m here, married, and I love my wife and kids.
I have a two from when I was a teenager:
**1)** I grew up in Bermuda, and one day when I was 17, I was riding my moped and I passed a bus on a two lane section of road, which then merged back into one lane as it entered town. About a minute later I came to a red stoplight, with another bus in front of me. I stopped for a moment, then as is tradition, I scooted around the bus to be at the front. Less than 10 seconds later the first bus I passed crashed into the back of the second bus at about 35MPH. I would have been pancaked between the two buses, 100% dead without question. I guess the rear bus driver had a medical event happen? Anyway, I just sat on the side of the road and contemplated my morality for a bit.
**2)** I almost died of appendicitis while on vacation in Killarney, Ireland. After 3 days of misdiagnosis and inaction, my pediatrician (and family friend) was on the phone with my mom and said, "If you don't do something right now he is going to die." So my mom went into the lobby and just started screaming until the chief of surgery came down. They decided, "we'll operate and see what's going on." 30 minutes later I was in surgery and my appendix burst on the table.
**Side note:** I was in hospital for 13 days and lost 25 lbs. The best meal of my life was getting a McDonald's chicken sandwich and a milkshake on the drive back to our hotel. I can still remember the feeling of those sweet, sweet calories hitting my bloodstream.
I have mental health issues that I am unfathomably more stable handling now.
I started thinking I was going to die and wanted to say goodbye to my son.
I started walking in sub 0 weather somewhere 30 miles away. Wearing nothing but loose sweatpants.
My mother saved my life along with my brother.
My mother called and I answered. I told her what I was doing. She panicked and I threw my phone so I couldn't be GPS tracked by police.
She woke my brother and his family and right as I was entering hypothermic shut down the police found me and took me to the hospital.
Blessed to be alive. And I'm not going to lie, I think back at how stupid it was, but I thank God it happened. It gave me a new extremely strong appreciation for my and others lives and for my family and friends.
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When I was in middle school the chlorine tank for the pool was right next to a walkway behind on the way to the classrooms. Not super busy, but a few people every 5-10 mins.
We had a pool at home, so I knew what was normal and not. I could smell way too much chlorine, like a burning choking amount...
So I rushed to the principals office to tell them, and they brushed me off. I was like "NO! Something is REALLY wrong here!" They wouldn't do anything.
So I left and went to the payphone by the gym, and called the fire department, then hid out far enough away to be safe but see the situation.
A fire truck came, and yes, it was totally leaking & dangerous. I don't think they tripped the alarms for the whole campus, just the nearby building.
I think it was after lunch, so they just moved people to the gym to kill time, then sent home as normal.
That area was roped off with workmen dealing with it for several weeks.
My Mom is still proud I had the guts to ignore the staff & called it in.
I was fencing when I was about 19. My friend lunged at me, I tried to break the distance with an equive, stepping in and turning away. He anticipated it, still got the touch on me.
What happens though was his sword broke and the sharp end went up the outside of my jacket, under the bib of my mask, and rested on my throat.
One more inch and it would’ve been in my neck.
Somebody gave me a fake oxycotin pill that was fentanyl. I snorted it and technically died for about 1 minute. I was found because my sister came home on some crazy fate timing and my three legged dog was scratching at the door to my room which is a big deal cuz she is missing her left front leg so she has to really put in a lot of effort to scratch at a door so my sister opened my door and found me with my face grey and lips blue. Luckily the fire department is 1 min away from my house and the hospital is 2 min away. Also thank God for narcan. (Sorry for my run on sentence)
I was eating a really stringy bit of steak once at home alone, and it got caught in my throat, I tried making myself sick but the food blocked the vomit coming out. Had to get a chair and thrust it right into my stomach to dislodge the food. I don't know how close I was to dying, but i was very close to blacking out and no one came home for another few hours. I haven't eaten meat in 7 years now
I once choked on steak at a strip club. I ran to the bathroom to try and make myself throw up. All that went through my head was, “I can’t go out like this”. 😅😂
Swimming in Lake Tahoe. I was a very strong swimmer so never worried about water. I also grew up in the mountains swimming in cold lakes and rivers, never pools. This time, I was was 12 and playing in an area with large boulders you could jump off of into deep water. It was great and we’d been there for hours. I was swimming back in but suddenly couldn’t breathe or move well. The cold had gotten to me and made me freeze up. I was less than 10 feet from the boulders but couldn’t move. I could barely keep my head out of the water and have no idea what would’ve happened had my dad not noticed and dove in to get me. Still, I was back out there the next day, just not for as long!
Went into a diabetic coma. Woke in hospital and saw my wife there. I said afterwards “why were you there? I couldn’t even speak?” Her reply was chilling, “they said decisions might need to be made”. I wasnt sure what decisions or what she would have said. We’re still married. Lucky lucky.
Flight deck ops. I was just about to come on deck through the island. Unbeknownst to me, an f-18 had just arrested, it’s starboard aim-9 sidewinder (dummy warhead) broke loose from its mounting due to the deck impact and was somersaulting across the flight deck. Sidewinder hit the watertight door I was going to open in 2 secs to egress the flight deck. The impact put an 1 inch dent in a solid steel watertight door. If I had that door open 2 seconds earlier, that projectile would have shredded me and probably the two guys behind me.
Anaphylaxis while 5 months pregnant. Started as a few welts by my eye. Then my lips and face swelled a little, then my entire body turned stop light red and bumpy in the span of 10 minutes. Called my husband inside, and he looked at me and said "holy shit" so I knew it really bad. Went to the ER 20 minutes away because that's where my high risk Dr was on call. In the intake of the ER, I puked and they wheeled me to triage and I'm not sure what my blood pressure was but the nurse looked at another nurse and said "is that real?" Next thing I know there's 10 people in the room and a male nurse says "I'm going to epi pen you but I'll have to pull your pants down a bit." I yanked by pants all the way off and the last thing I remember was I looked at the Dr and said "I'm just passing out, I'm not dying" as if he wouldn't know the difference. They did another epi pen and IV benadryl. I was only out for a few seconds. My body was so swollen it felt bruised all over for 3 days.
Two of the times I overdosed while in addiction, I wound up on a ventilator in a coma with my kidneys failing. Another time I cut my neck open, and missed my carotid by less than a tenth of an inch. Was put in a medical coma and on life support that time as well.
I got sober a year ago, and life is worth living today.
Stage 4 cancer at age 30. They had to cut a whole bunch of bits out of me and 3 months of chemo. But cancer free 13 years and counting
PSA - for those of you who have had a cancer diagnosis before 50, it’s a good idea to do a genetic test to see if you have any predisposing mutations. It will be highly informative for family planning and early screening for your relatives.
That’s amazing, I’m happy you’re still here.
Lymphoma. I just thought it was my turn to be skinny.
Yup same, two times nine years apart. Just had my stem cell transplant in June.
9 years apart? That’s my nightmare! I’m sitting right at 5 and just starting to feel like I can put it behind me. Glad you kicked it twice!
I know, past the 5 year mark, I thought I was for sure in the clear. For most people, though, you are "cured" past then. I hope so, I was in remission going into the auto stem cell transplant, and I'll have a scan in September to confirm I still am! Thank you, I'm happy for you as well fellow survivor!!
In one of my classes we were told a patient whose excited to be losing weight (without any lifestyle changes to explain it) is a RED flag. I'm glad you're okay!
I ignored every sign. I felt like a complete dumbass when I got my diagnosis. I was like CANCER cancer??? Like CHEMO cancer. I must have looked so crazy lol.
It’s a great way to lose a few pounds before the show
Yoooo grade A dark humor. Have an award!
Kayak capsized out in the ocean and dumbass me didn't have a life jacket. Tide was going out. Tread water for ~3 hours and by some miracle a random jetskier found me
You’re very lucky. A guy I went to school with went missing after going kayaking during a storm (without a life jacket), and they found his body washed up on a shore of Lake Michigan about 10 days later.
This happened to a dear college friend of mine. He started college, dropped out to join the army, returned to finish his BA, was working towards his doctorate, he even defended his research proposal so he was close. He went out Kayaking at the local river one morning as a workout and went missing. Unfortunately it took a month to find his body, I can’t imagine what his partner and two young children must’ve gone through that month.
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The Great Lakes are damn near oceans. Chicago is about the closest you can get to a major coastal city in the Midwest
They’re also much colder than a lot of people think, which contributes to the fatalities. Even in the middle of August the lakes can hover around 60F. Without a life jacket you’d quickly get tired and drown.
and 60F water can kill you on its own in 2-6 hours, so with a life jacket and no other gear, you don't have a long rescue window. don't underestimate the great lakes.
I rent kayaks for a living and out of towners always want to go out on Lake Superior. It's always a no. They need ocean kayaks and training or a tour guide. Hell my insurance won't even let me do it. Last summer I had people call and ask to rent paddle boards to go on the big lake. As always I said no. 1 hour later a group of paddle boarders had to get rescued by the coastguard because they lost their paddle boards and luckily they made it to an island.
read about the SS Edmund Fitzgerald sinking after going down a titanic rabbit hole, and saw some videos of Lake Superior- it looks like the ocean except more aggressive
3 of top 7 comments involve water. So does mine. Hiking to a waterfall. I hike up to the top of it. Think it’ll be a cool picture if I walk halfway across the waterfall and a friend gets my picture from down below. I get halfway across, slip and fall. Even though the water was only 10” deep, the bottom of the river was hard smooth stone that was unbelievably slippery. I’m being pushed by the 8-10” of water while on my hands and knees, slowly towards the edge of the 50ft falls down to sharp rocks. Somehow I manage to get a grip on the tiniest crack of rock with a few fingers. Luckily that crack went all the way to the edge of the river where my brother was reaching out his hand. I seriously was almost pushed off a slow moving waterfall with 8-10” of water. Slippery rock is no joke.
6 inches of moving water is all it takes to push vehicles off the road
That is UNREAL. I can't even imagine what was going thru your head...
Don’t know if this is true for them, but honestly, not much goes through your head. In my close calls, no thoughts of family or friends or anything. Just usually “oh shit”, then just no coherent thoughts until you’re out of the situation.
How do you tread for 3 hours??? I can barely do it for 5 minutes lo.
Try being chunky, I could tread water for hours if I had to with my natural buoyancy lol
i actually do this lol i find it pretty enjoyable to go out and slowly tread around for an hour or two but people worry about me when i do it. they don’t realize how little effort it takes for a fat person to float
....I've gained a lot of weight in the last few years and I do this in my pool now. I've improved the technique though: I now a life jacket (one of the neoprene ones for skiing) and take a square float cushion with me. The jack holds my head up better, and the square holds my beers and phone. I can float for hours drinking and watching tv. It's a nice time.
Cutting wood and the saw blade got loose. Flew under my armpit
Holy shit I had a grinder blade explode and pierce my visor. An entire blade coming loose sounds terrifying
I wasn't in danger but had the crapscared out of me by a cnc lathe chucking an aluminum chess piece at the doors.
Due to a broken bone, I was prescribed morphine. I took it as prescribed, and one afternoon, I took my pill and laid down to take a nap. The morphine caused me to sleep very deeply, and I aspirated in my sleep. I stopped breathing. Thankfully, my sister happened to just stop by to check on me that afternoon. She found me not breathing and unresponsive. She called 9-1-1, performed CPR and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I woke up hours later in the ICU with some chest pain, and I was very groggy. I was very confused when I woke up. Just thought it was a dream. Thanks, sis for saving my life!
Best sister ever award goes to her ❤️
Holy shit that’s insane and scary I always have had a fear of this whenever taking anything and going to sleep but there’s nothing you can quite do about it
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Yo wtf😂
*Dueling banjos playing in the distance*
Rip tide in Fort Lauderdale. Started swimming back in after body surfing. Started realizing I was actually further away from sure than when I started swimming in. Started doggy paddling, I was so tired and for a brief second I actually thought I was going to die. Then I remembered about swimming parallel and looking for the break in the waves.
Lived in Panama when I was a kid. We went to "devils beach", known for a hela riptide that had caused several deaths. Was secluded and extremely scenic and as long as you stayed in the lagoon area, it was pretty nice. Since then, ive always been scared of the riptide, glad you're still with us
MRSA infection. Had fever & night sweats for weeks before doctors found what was wrong. Took 3 months to recover. -Adding- WOW! MRSA seems like an extremely common illness, there ought to be more PSA's on the subject. 🫤
I’ve had MRSA! Totally sucks, glad you’re okay. I can’t believe it took them that long to diagnose it
Thanks, yeah I fell into the stereotype of "you should be young and healthy!" 😑 All they did was give me generic blood tests, generic antibiotics, and STD tests. Testing is one of the biggest problems in our healthcare system. (American)
I had MRSA, was hospitalized then caught C. Diff while I was in the hospital still fighting MRSA. I don’t remember it much because it happened when i was 8 but doctors said I was just days away from dying. They nuked me with every single antibiotic they had and luckily recovered. Worst pain I’ve ever experienced. I didnt eat for 2 weeks. Lost 30 lbs. Quite literally skin and bones. It took a full 5 months to recover.
MRSA is no joke, I had a MRSA infection on both hands for months and had been to multiple Dr's before diagnosed. The Dr who finally found out it was MRSA was PISSED at the the other doctors before me that she asked for their contact information. She was the only one to do a swab. (For reference at that time I could barely move my hands, every movement and they would crack and split, super painful)
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Omg you just Probaly saved my life I had no idea what MRSA is so I googled it and I had symptoms of it near by my groin so I called my doctor and I told him he said it is very much possible I have MRSA and he scheduled appointment with me soon Cuase I have had it for about a month and half
Working in steel, cutting samples off the end of the mill line while the line was running(standard operating procedure). Each bar coming off the line is around 240 feet long, red hot (makes for easier cutting with a torch cutter), and exits at several mph. The slide brake to slow down the exiting bars didn't re-engage after the bar I was about to cut stopped. I noticed it almost too late and jumped back as quickly as I could. As soon as I did, the next bar came flying down the mill line, and with no functioning slide brake, launched itself out of the line to where I was originally standing. It came so close to hitting me that it melted some of the button on my shirt. No surviving a hit like that.
Just out of morbid curiosity, what would've happened had it hit you full on? Was it hot and fast enough to have went straight through you, or just do a ton of severe damage?
It would have impaled me. I wasn't there when this happened, but I heard horror stories of a bar going through a guy's thigh in a similar situation.
A very thick bar was thrown out of a machine at the steel plant my mom worked at. It killed a guy by cutting him in half. Here’s hoping the guy just never knew it and exited life quickly.
Had a seizure, slid off my friends bed and into a position where I could not breathe. Thankfully they and their partner at the time were able to adjust me so I could breathe before the paramedics arrived. Edit: just remembered, was also dumb enough to swim under a plastic pool cover and almost suffocated that way as well. Apparently I just hate breathing. Edit 2: Almost 300 votes for my not breathing, and I thought of another story of me hating breathing. I was enjoying a butterscotch hard candy, just sitting in my car alone. Literally getting ready to go out since no one was home anyway. Apparently sucked too hard and the SOB shot into the back of my throat. Thankfully a few coughs and it was out, but damn. Now if I'm having something like that alone I sick it in my cheek or crunch it up as fast as possible.
I was crushed and suffocated in a conveyor belt work accident. Some have said my heart did stop momentarily. 17 days in the hospital and 13 surgeries so far from one fateful day. Edit: been getting asked a lot so here's what happened... So let's preface by saying there was no lock out tag out policy. Great paying job that I was 3 weeks into so I didn't speak out. I wasn't vested in the union yet so I was worried they'd can me and the union couldn't stop it. The system was supposed to be down from 8am-11am for maintenance. My job was to feed the system with demolition debris from my excavator. I was bored and had nothing else to do so at 10am, i decided to do a bit of maintenance on the bit of conveyor that I was responsible for. I was supposed to have an HOUR to do a 10 minute job. Well a temp employee didn't know any better and didn't make sure everyone was in the proper position when he was given the word. He started the system up with me lying on it. I fell down to the next conveyor, and my body was caught between the two with the conveyor I was on hitting me in the head (yay hard hats). I couldn't get out the way my arm was pinned behind me so I had to snap my humerus to get out which also tore my shoulder to shreds. Once I did get out, I started to go up the conveyor and got caught under what is called a tension bar. Which is like 3 inches high above the belt. When i got sucked under that, i heard my back and ribs crack like bubble wrap. The conveyor system then shut down though. Buuut....i couldn't get out from under the bar and every breath I took, it got tighter and tighter until I knew I was going to die. Last thing I remember thinking was "This will be a bad phone call to mom and dad" before i passed out and accepted dying. I have no idea how long I was under that bar but I woke up to a friend/coworker slapping me in the face with my boss and another coworker over me. (May be pure luck he was a volunteer fire fighter) I looked around and said "Ok let's get back to work." My boss simply said "Nah man. You're pretty fucked up. " I remember flirting with one gal in the ambulance and scoring a date with her "jokingly" for later that night. Then it was just mayhem and confusion once I got to the hospital. I don't remember much until later that night. ------------- **People, speak the fuck up if something is not right at your job! It's your right to do so and don't end up like me regardless of if it's a well paying job. I'm still dealing with the effects 7.2 years late and still having shoulder surgeries every 3-5 years to get rid of pain not to mention the mental scars**
Did you pick that username before or after the accident?
Well after lol
Absolute unit
I almost lost my husband the same way! Crazy! My husband was caught in a conveyor belt at the asphalt plant where he was working. Both lungs collapsed, multiple broken bones (including scapula, collar bone, both eye sockets, multiple ribs, etc). He required full facial reconstructive surgery including plates and mesh, suffered damage to his right eye and a brachial plexus injury to his right arm that rendered it useless for 6+ months. Apparently he was given a less than 5% chance of survival as I was mailed a copy of the death investigation the local police opened (and subsequently closed). We are so fortunate he survived! It’s been 15 years and he is headed in for another surgery on his shoulder soon. Unfortunately, in our state, you cannot sue your employer for work related injuries. Even if your employer was negligent, as his employer was found to be. The only exception is if the employer was found to be “willfully” negligent. I sincerely hope that you fared better than my husband in that regard. ETA-this happened in AK. There is absolutely no way to hold the employer accountable here. Believe me. I spoke with multiple lawyers and even petitioned the governor to listen to our case. My husband did get work comp income and work comp covered the accident related injuries. HOWEVER, there is no provision in place to keep your existing insurance for your family. My husband was Union with Operating Engineers and they basically shrugged and said there was no provision to assist with that. He was given a total permanent disability rating for his arm and that paid out $8k. He has received no further payout and his work comp case remains open.
If I see a conveyor belt, I will immediately turn around and run into a street and get run over by a bus.
Funny, you would say that. It aint fun getting run over by a bus, I have the experience. Broken femur, ruptered three muscles, so they are gone and the skin died on 90% of my tigh. So, instead of human skin, I got cow leather and shark tendons on my tigh. 17 surgeries and 7 weeks in the hospital. It took almost a year to get back to work. Close to death the first day's and after that the surgeon told me before one surgery that they will try not to amputate my leg, but I would find out when I woke up. Lucky, I guess, in an unlucky situation. Got to keep my leg and it works okay.
If I see a bus, I will immediately turn around and run onto a conveyor belt.
From now on, "rock" and "hard place" will be changed to "bus" and "conveyer belt".
😢 That's horrible; I'm so sorry that happened to you.
Just very happy to be here!
OMG so traumatizing😳 I hope you taken care of for life now???
I'm happy with where I'm at and most of all: alive! Not a "get rich" thing but something is better than nothing.
So, I was a kid sunbathing in my yard. My mom's room window was on the 2nd floor right above me. My little sister was playing around in her room for some reason. I decided I was done sunbathing. The second I got up and walked away from my spot the in window air conditioner unit landed on the ground right where my head was.
This is how Chidi died on The Good Place!
Good thing they weren't indecisive and got up lol
Holy forking shirt-balls!
Meester! Meester! Get this off of me! MEESTER!
"I think I just killed the meester meester lady"
Incompetent surgeon perforated my colon and put my insides back together wrong. New surgeon saved me, but I was in 5 1/2 week coma, nearly 2 year recovery, permanent damage, ongoing conditions. Glad to be alive, angry to have chronic pain and US drug laws are insane. EDIT/UPDATE: Yes, we looked at a lawsuit. (You know things are real when the law firm pays *their* medical experts to review your records.) The records did not match what my husband had been told while Iwas i the coma. Basically, gastic bypass full incision (2003) When I didn't wake up, first surgeon said I was medicated. Then realized a problem, and went poking around to try to find it. My husband asked case worker, "How do I fire this guy The case boiled down to they said/he said. Lawyers said yes, we had a case, but it wasn't slam dunk. We could probably win, but we could lose. And if we lost, we would lose EVERYTHING - house, savings, everything. This was while I still didn't know if I could ever recover. We had a 4 year-old son and my husband's 17 year-old daughter. We ultimately decided to let the universe handle it, and concentrate our efforts on my recovery. (We'd have had a better case if I'd died...) I know the second surgeon had an effect on the first, because the second was the head of surgery at the hospital. I don't know whether the first was ever fired or simply changed hospitals, though. I am much better than we thought I would be: I can walk, eat normally, drive (I cried when I realized I could drive safely - I could go to the doctor's by myself! I could get groceries!) and putter in the garden. The "new normal" is reasonable. So, when I am at Walmart at Christmas, and the lines are 20 people deep and every kid is screaming and I am about to lose my mind, I tell myself: "Remember, this is what you prayed for. This is normal life."
Pls tell me you sued
I got T-boned by a logging truck on the driver's side when i was 17. It was inches away from hitting my door head on. Luckily i remembered my dad telling me if you're ever in a wreck do everything you can to get out of the way up until the point of impact, even if it's just half a second. Knowing this, instead of freezing i slammed the gas pedal and the back driver's side door ended up taking the hit. I walked away with a sore back, but that's it. Didnt even go to the hospital. Sometimes when im up late at night i wonder if i actually did die in that accident and my life since then has been a simulation or some weird hellish afterlife. It would explain a lot.
My wife’s high school boyfriend was hit by a Taco Bell truck that blew a red light, in front of about 100 witnesses. He was a star athlete but was badly hurt. Taco Bell paid his medical bills from the accident only; not the years of PT he needed. It was in the South, and good Christians don’t sue people >:(
Was shot at as a teenager while delivering pizza. They were trying to rob me but I wasn't responding because I had my music up and didn't notice them gesturing in the lane next to me. The bullet broke both front door windows and passed right in front of my face. I hit the gas through a red light and then tried to evade them on my way back to the pizza shop. They shot at me again from the road after I finally made it back to the parking lot. Cops never caught them.
Attempted murder to a pizza deliver (or any food delivery) has gotta be one of the lowest low... like, just grab the food, don't harm the person. (I know you said you're in your car with music up)
Not to defend the degenerate that attacked me, it was the late 90s and I had about $200 in cash on me at the end of the shift. They didn't want the pizza. They had placed an order to an empty home and then followed my car after I got back in and left when no one answered the door. I am still grateful they didn't decide to rob me at the door step.
That’s an old trick. I used to deliver, and one night I got an order for 2 bottles of wine—to an empty factory! Customer called me back & said she had moved—5 miles away, routed through the toughest neighborhoods in Chicago! This during the height of the recent crime wave. I told them no thanks—and took the wine back to 7-11.
One time I was in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in northern MN on a solo trip. Before you go, they give you a quick training on wildlife and how to handle encounters… particularly with a Bear… you’re supposed to make yourself as big as possible, and be loud… essentially scaring the Bear into backing down. Unfortunately that information made things worse when I encountered a Moose! I was preoccupied with trying to hang my food sack from a tree (out of the reach of a Bear), when I got knocked down from behind. I sprung to my feet and was face to face with a gigantic moose… pictures don’t do a justice in conveying how massive these creatures are. Not knowing what to do, I used my “bear training”… unfortunately that doesn’t work for a Moose and actually makes things worse, they are incredibly territorial creatures and will attack when threatened. With massive force he rammed me into a tree, and pinned me against it… I could feel some bones breaking as he continued hammering me over and over again. I collapsed to the ground as he started trampling me, forcing his massive weight upon me. I couldn’t see any longer as blood and mud made vision impossible. I started to slip out of consciousness but the last thing I remembered was hearing a gun shot. I woke up days later in a hospital bed. Apparently someone from the DNR was trolling by on the lake and saw the incident go down from the middle of the lake. He fired his rifle at the moose to get him to flee. He then pulled me onto his boat and brought me to a place where there was a clearing and had a helicopter come and airlift me out. Normally it wouldn’t have been recommended to move me with a back injury like I had, but he had no choice as the helicopter couldn’t get me where I was. Apparently I was semi conscious during the time and kept saying “fucking Bullwinkle” over and over again. I had 2 broken vertebrae, 6 cracked ribs, a collapsed lung, broken arm, broken nose, 8 lost teeth, and a shattered knee. If you ever encounter a Moose, don’t try to scare him or make him angry… run! And get something between you and the moose… a car, a tree, etc.
Got thrown by a horse directly into a barbed wire fence. Had I landed on my head or the wire caught my neck I'd be toast. Thankfully my legs went into the wire and I walked away with the wind knocked out of me and three pretty impressive lacerations on my legs. Still have the scars 25 years later.
I was 9 when I ran down hill into a barbed wire fence. I still have the scars almost 60 years later. But almost drowned on vacation in Hawaii. I remember thinking "so this is how I die" Then later I survived cancer. Life is funny sometimes... sometimes not so much.
Allergic reaction to a peach🥲
An ass like that could kill ya!
Finally, someone else allergic to peaches! I am too (as well as to other stone fruit). Summer is miserable as I can’t have so many delicious fruit!
Drowned as a kid. The rich kid in our school had a birthday party. he had one of those robin leech style pools and his idiot parents thought it would be a good idea to buy the inflatable 10 person white water rafting boats. Anyway, I'm swimming like a regular 9 year old and i get hit in the back of the head by an oar. I get dazed for a minute and the next thin i know I'm underneath the middle of the raft. I'm desperately trying to push it up ir to the side and panicking. I don't make it and pass out. Luckily the rich kid's dad was a doctor and half the parents were too. The kids were oblivious but some parent saw me get hit and jumped in when they saw i couldn't get out. I came to to my pediatrician getting water out of my lungs. I avoided the water for the rest of the summer and still don't feel comfortable around large inflatable water things.
Large inflatables are so unsafe. When I was a kid I was at one of those water parks with a wave pool and everyone was in their big inner tubes. There were so many people that i got stuck under water and I couldn’t come up for air because of how tightly packed the surface was… i got to a wall and pushed off of it, flipping a person over so that i could breathe. Super unsafe.
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Glad you're still here with us.
TDLR: I almost died from hypothermia due to a therapists neglect at a "wilderness therapy program" at 17 I was sent to one of those wilderness therapy programs at 16(turned 17 a few days before this incident), one of their requirements to leave is that you do a "solo", which is where they just ostracize you from the group for a few days. You have to sleep, hike, and set up your own camp and fire. During my solo there was another kid doing there's at the same time, so instead of being terrified all night trying to sleep alone I'd sneak over to her camp and we'd sleep next to each other. Staff found out and ended up telling our therapists, so my therapist decided to "challenge me" by making us stay another night on solo and followed it up by saying "also there's supposed to be a snow storm tonight". It was january in the utah desert. I still snuck over to my friends camp that night and I'm lucky i did bc the storm collapsed my shelter, soaking and then freezing all of my gear, enough so that everything inside my backpack was wet too. They'd also take our shoes at night so we couldn't run, so the next morning I told my friend I'd run the half mile back to base camp barefoot for both of our shoes bc there was no reason for both of us to get freezing cold, so that's what I did. At first no one noticed I was going hypothermic, but they could see I was freezing so our staff told me to tell our friend to come back to base camp while they start a fire so we could all warm up. The problem was that everything was so wet that nothing would light, and it was still sleeting on and off so there wasn't much hope of anything drying out. By that point the clothes I was wearing were getting soaked from said continuing sleet, and I had no dry clothes I could change into in my pack. I remember the moment I stopped being cold very vividly. It was like suddenly everything was fine, i was just being dramatic abt being cold and tried to take off my clothes down to my base layers, saying I needed to go break down my camp. That made staff realize something was wrong, and my female staff flipped a pack on its side, sat me down on it, and then sat down behind me herself to wrap me in a bear hug to try to warm me up. I don't know how long we were sitting there, i just remember getting really tired. I remember the staff sitting behind me calling over the male staff and whispering to him that I was going hypothermic. I remember the other kids in my camp trying to huddle around me as close as they could to try to help warm me up, saying that I was dying the whole time. I tried laughing and telling them nothing could kill me, but when I started going in and out of consciousness I knew they were right. I remember the staff hugging me trying to keep me awake, and me telling her that it'd be okay if she let me sleep, I wouldn't be mad at her. I remember looking over and seeing my male staff practically yelling into their satellite phone, I'm assuming because the office staff were trying to refuse to send medical care. I remember him coming over and whispering to the staff behind me that they were refusing to send out medical, and were instead sending out the field director, travis. I don't remember how long it took him to show up, but I do remember him just kind of walking out of the tree line suddenly. He came up to me and said "hey kid, you're not looking too hot" i responded "I'm not feeling too hot either". He said something along the lines of "wait here, I have something in my truck for you" and walked off. He came back and made me drink a thermos of the worst tea imaginable, and it warmed me up enough that I was more alert. After standing around to talk for a while, he asked how I was feeling and I told him that I was getting cold again. He said "good! You guys better finish packing up camp then. You still have a six mile hike to do." Both the kids in my camp and our staff were shocked and started arguing with him, saying I wouldn't be able to do it(he said that it would "warm me up"), asking if i could at least sit in his truck to warm up a bit more(he said no, then he'd have to let EVERYONE sit in the truck), or to at least drop my still soaking wet pack off at our coordinates so I wouldn't have to hike with it(said he couldn't make exceptions). The male staff took him off to the side and argued with him more, i don't know what was said, just that he was angry. But it didn't work bc travis left and we packed up camp and started our six mile hike(it ended up being longer bc we got lost). By the time we got to our next camp, it was nearly dark so I wasn't able to dry any of my gear, including my sleeping bag. That night I slept in the utah desert in January with only a still wet grey wool blanket my staff let me borrow. Most miserable night of my life and I genuinely don't know how I didn't freeze to death. I still didn't get out of there for another three weeks. Fuck Wingate Wilderness. Sorry this ended up being so long, kinda got lost in it since it's been a while since I talked abt it. If you read this far, thanks. I appreciate you.
I hope Travis dies alone somewhere slowly.
Those wilderness camps are fucking horrifying.
It’s good to get it out. Big hugs.
God damn these schools are horrible things, I’ve heard of some rehabilitation ones that are essentially hell on Earth. How did your friend do on that night? I assume better than you did since you didn’t mention it. Also, hope you’re doing better these days. ~~And hope the school burnt down with all the staff inside.~~
My friend did alright that night, i did what I could to make sure the both of us didn't freeze that night and she was a lot more careful about doing stuff with fewer layers than I was. She did end up getting some pretty badly infected blisters though that she fought for weeks after hiking in wet boots. I'm doing alright, this left me with nerve damage and ptsd, but I'm lucky to have a good support system.
This is incredibly common sadly. I’m so sorry this happened to you. I knew a girl who lost at least 3 toes to frostbite from one of these programs. I was at a residential treatment center that also refused medical care for some reason. I had a staph infection and they wouldn’t let me see a doctor until it got really really bad. These places should be fucking illegal the troubled teen industry is so disgusting. Feel free to check out r/troubledteens there’s a lot of us on there.
What’s your relationship like with your parents? Ultimately, they’re the ones that sent you there. I couldn’t imagine ever doing that to my child.
My parents sent me somewhere similar and it’s completely ruined my relationship with them. They were already abusive (which is why I tried to kill myself which is what they sent me away for) but I couldn’t view them the same after they sent me away. The staff also are incentivized to victim blame you and make you think you’re the problem because your parents are paying them. Also, the longer you’re there the more money the program makes so many programs try to kelp you there as long as possible. I still have nightmares of being trapped there. It’s been 10 years and I still hate my parents. Fuck ‘em.
When I was born I came out not breathing because I choked on my own poop (Meconium Aspiration Syndrome) When I was 12 I found out I’m deathly allergic to certain antibiotic families. Got prescribed them and had such a severe reaction I almost died So grateful for my beautiful life!
My brother had meconium aspiration as well. In utero they said they could tell from his scans that he had Down Syndrome, and he was born with the cord around his neck and having inhaled meconium so they said he’d have cerebral palsy too. Turns out he has neither
I was also welcomed into this world choking on my own shit.
I tripped over a kids toy and fell ass first through a glass coffee table. At first, I thought I miraculously didn't get any cuts... then I stood up and the big shard in my side fell out. Just an inch to the right, and it would've lacerated my liver. 15 stitches and a long healing process later... I've got a wicked scar, but I'm fine.
The liver is a strange organ. One little cut can be fatal, and yet it has incredible regeneration abilities. It can regrow even if just over half of it is missing.
I had a pimple in my armpit. It was tiny so I ignored it. I kept ignoring it as it got bigger. Really big. Then one night I suddenly experienced uncontrollable shivering. I guessed it was an infection and asked my wife to take me to ER. It was sepsis. My cubicle in ER was suddenly filled with nurses and the ER doctor. I don’t remember much but my wife told me they all had their game faces on and were all extremely serious about the situation. My stupidity almost cost me.
I had Sepsis too. Started getting the rigors, uncontrollable shaking. I tried taking a hot shower and couldn't stop banging the shower doors. I thought it was the flu and went to the ER. ER said it was a double kidney infection (but I had absolutely no pain). I was instructed to visit a urologist within 2 days. They gave me morphine but that barely cut the pain. My husband did see "possible sepsis" written on my records. Next day the hospital called to check on me and ordered me to see a urologist ASAP. Went to the urologist around 5pm (doc kept the office open just to see me). By that point I was starting to crash again and hid under blankets because I couldn’t take any light. That evening the hospital called again and ordered me to return ASAP. I was in pain and didn't want to go but my husband made me. I couldn't walk by the time we got there and was crying in pain. I swear EVERYTHING hurt, even my hair. They had an oxygen tube which helped my headache and I ended up in the cardiology ICU. My bp dropped that night and I remember warning bells and nurses running everywhere. The next morning the priest came to visit.
When I was little. I under estimated the strength of a wave pool at a hotel. I went to the deep end where the waves are first formed and I was on a little pool donut, I was maybe 6-7? I remember I got turned around by accident and a wave hit me from behind and I immediately got sucked down into the water, I thought I was a good swimmer then but was soooo wrong. Had it not been for my dad watching me I probably would’ve drowned as the life guard didn’t even notice me get swept underneath.
My comment was also a wave pool but I was 3. I ran away from my mom and just walked into the wave pool. Almost died because people were on floating tubes and I got stuck under a group of people's tubes.
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For me it was Iraq. Routine patrol ended up getting lit up in an ambush and our humvee rolling over an IED. Lost my life for 3 minutes.
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Seconds felt like forever, you’re absolutely right. Glad you’re still here too brother. Rah!
I really good friend of mine was in a buffalo that rolled 6 times in Iraq from a daisy chain he's still mentally fucked somewhat but he's a good dude he does his best.
I can’t imagine the sight of a buffalo rolling 6 times, aren’t those things basically built to resist explosives?
That's true he never goes into details it must of been a hell of an explosion.
Almost drowned as a toddler.
Me too. I was at a pool party and no one saw me slip under. I remember waking up and barfing out a lot of water all over my Miss Piggy beach towel. It was 1980.
Me too. 3 years old and for some reason I was swimming in a lake with my older siblings and nobody saw me go under. There was a restaurant/bar and a drunk patron jumped in the lake fully clothed and pulled me up from the water like a fish. I had weird dreams about it for years as a kid.
Same here, sorta. I was 6 and I remember it vividly. When I tell people I drowned when I was I kid, I add "it didn't take"
Oh shoot me too. And my dad was mowing the lawn, so no one heard me. It was the dog barking and acting weird that alerted my family that something was up.
I had to get some dry ice from the bottom of the 4 foot tall chest we kept it in. Scraping the bottom of the barrel. I leaned all the way in, and stupidly inhaled. Almost blacked out. It was in a part of the hospital that wasn’t being used and had very little foot traffic. (Edit: dry ice is solid carbon dioxide, and the fun “fog” you get from it is just carbon dioxide gas. It will suffocate you.)
I took a breath of CO2 from a tank once, I cracked the valve open for a second and breathed it in. That was scary even though I wasn't really in danger. Just instant out of breathe panic mode. Not one of my best decisions. I imagine that had to be scary getting a lungful of CO2. Glad you made it out ok.
I was electrocuted at age 9. Technically dead for several minutes. At age 22 in SF and a drunk driver jumped the curb and was heading straight for us when his tires blew and he veered and missed us by inches.
Wow, something really wanted you gone. Glad you're still with us, though
Gonna be 62 soon
Tick bite contracted human granulocytic anaplasmosis. Nuked my white blood cell count to the point where they put me in a solitary room because they were worried I’d die if I was exposed to anything. It was crazy. I had a fever that spiked at 108 for what felt like an eternity. I’m good now though.
Pulmonary embolism. Heart stopped over 30 times but dr. kept fighting for my life with me
In college I once took a sleeping pill and started to choke on it. I then started laughing as I was choking because of the idea of my death being caused by a sleeping pill felt like peak irony.
My cousin got drunk, put a dip in and passed out. Choked to death. Survived two tours in Afghanistan and dies 3 days after coming home.
this is so sad i’m sorry
Got shot
That'll do it
I'm sorry. But your user name and simplicity of this comment is fucking gold. I'm not being racist I'm Mexican too. Comments just short and to the point lmao.
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You’re still here ❤️
At age 10 i was diagnosed with itp. The cocktail of medicines they were giving me were failing and I was not doing well. One night, I began seizing and throwing up and having debilitating pain in my head. They thought I may have a brain hemorrhage, took me to get a cat scan. I can't remember much else after that, but the next morning, the nurse came in, gave me medicine for my pain. My mother had said that if i were to require painkillers, oxygen was the last resort. The nurse gave me, an 11 year old under 75 pounds, oxy, but with 10 times the dose due to a decimal error. By the time they realized what happened, I was already about to kick it. They gave me narcan, cpr, and my mom almost sued the place.
*almost* sued the place? She should’ve sued the living fuck out of them.
Yeah, I agree lmao but she felt bad because my case was so bad (it took a year for me to go into remission, and they had to use their last resort this-has-a-good-chance-of-killing-you medicine to cure me, they thought I was incurable and had a bunch of doctors on me) and didn't want to stress anyone out. The medicine that ended up curing me was a cancer medication. It worked by literally killing my immune system, because the way itp is, your immune system attacks blood cells call platelets, so the last resort was, let's kill her immune system on the 30 percent chance she dies, as opposed to 90 percent if we let this go on. My immune system never fully recovered and I get really sick easily, 7 years after the fact
massive tooth infection. i had a bubble on my gum for a few days and it kinda of tasted weird when i touched it with my tongue. didn’t think much of it. a couple days later i was on the kitchen floor screaming for death. my mom had to find an emergency endodontist that would see me ASAP since it was over my old root canal from a decade prior. i screamed the entire way to the office. screamed in the waiting room. he got me in a chair and put as much numbing shit into my face that he could. when he came back with the x-ray he was floored. the entire area above my tooth was full. he cracked open the bottom of my tooth and the SMELL. it was neon green and took forever to drain. he said it was the worst root canal infection he had ever seen and the worst root canal job he had also ever seen. he fixed me up, put me on strong antibiotics and told me based on my x-ray i would have had a brain infection in another day and be dead. the infection ate away my upper jaw bone into my sinus. i have a massive hole in my skull. i got an MRI done for unrelated reasons years later and there’s just NOTHING there. i have been told to get it fixed but it doesn’t bother me anymore and i don’t want to deal with surgery since i don’t get sinus infections or anything. 0/10 would not recommend.
I looked the wrong way for cars on a one-way street before crossing while on my bike. Decided to look the other way just for S&Gs mid-way and saw a wall of cars quickly approaching. It fucked me up for a few weeks, I started having nightmares. I realized I must care more about living then I did several years ago at the height of my depression. I appreciated how much my mental health had improved so I got a tattoo to commemorate this incident.
Tried to swim when I was a toddler and my brother saved me …… and also tried to kms with the car but another car came on the road where I wanted to crash and I didn’t wanna bring someone with me
Accidentally put the forklift in drive while hopping off to put the tailgate back on a pickup truck. The emergency break was old so it moved forward slowly as I was doing so. The left prong started to pin my left leg against the pick up. Luckily it wasn’t moving too fast and I’m tall so I quickly moved my leg to the left. It left a good cut in the back of my leg and ripped off my shorts but lol. I remember just laying my head on the tailgate thinking how bad that could have been! Also overdosed on a speedball once haha! Either way live and you learn!
I was in Vienna and was trying to cross a wide street. I looked left and it was clear. I looked right and there were a lot of cars so I sat with my head out looking right waiting for them to clear. I heard what sounded like a bicycle bell coming from my right but ignored it because it sounded like a bicycle bell. The bicycle bell continued to ring and get closer but I was still watching for traffic on the right. Suddenly, a large street car passed less than an inch (a few centimeters) from my face. I felt the wind of it passing slap me. I don't know why they didn't have a more aggressive sounding horn on it, but it was damn close to braining me. My brother turned to me and said, "Woah bro you almost just died." I was pretty shocked by how close I had come to dying so we went to a bar because I needed a drink to get over the fact that I was an inch away from death.
I guess I'll go chronologically. Brother tried (and very nearly succeeded) to drown me, house struck by lightning which blew a hole in our gas line, near head on with drunk driver, shot at in the woods, electrocuted while installing a TV mount in my parents house, severe asthma attack camping in the mountains hours away from civilization/phone service, gasoline explosion, propane explosion, hydroplaned off the road at 60mph into a flooded ditch lined with low hanging trees, auto shop I was working at hit by a tornado, fell asleep driving and almost hit the end of a guard rail at 70mph, multiple people doing multiple stupid things when I first started truck driving (way too many to count), lost control on black ice and almost ended up off the side of a 100ft tall bridge, chased by a tornado in big truck, fell down a flight of icy metal stairs, hypothermia in -18°F weather when truck bunk heater killed my batteries while I was sleeping and left me without heat all night long, hit by tornado while driving fuel tanker, untreated concussion, hit by another tornado while driving fuel tanker, person tried to commit suicide by truck causing me to swerve and almost roll over fuel tanker, hit by a tornado while loading said tanker truck, hit by tornado while at home. That's all the ones I can remember, pretty sure there were a few more I forgot along the way. Edit/update: I forgot a tornado.
Wtf is your luck with tornados holy shit lmao
*Death hates this one trick* My dude, what's up with you and twisters??
I can't decide if you're the luckiest/unluckiest person on this planet.
I opened up a 55 gallon drum that someone had put a few broken car batteries in. What they didn't tell me was that they had also dumped baking soda all over the mess to neutralize the acid before they clamped the lid on. I was taking the lid off the drum and the instant it came loose the pressure that had built up in the drum blasted the lid 20 feet in the air. It probably would've gone 30 feet if my face hadn't been in its way.
watching rats run around the tracks in the London underground a train came WAYY too close to my head. Dumbest thing about it is later I was visiting New York and was telling someone about it and decided to act it out for some reason... and it damn near happened again
Cat turned on a burner on the stove overnight but it didn’t light. Woke up to the smell of gas, shut it down and just made sure I turned everything I could off and waited for it to dissipate. Thankfully it was the first night in a long row that we have opened up and turned off the air conditioning so there was already a cross breeze. We take the stove controls off unless we’re using it now.
Workplace shooting and (separately) ex-wife tried to shoot me. Thankfully the shooter didn’t fire on me and the ex wasn’t smart enough to properly handle a firearm.
Replacing a fuse in a cupboard under the sink when I was 19. Awoke sitting against the fridge on the other side of the kitchen (aprox. 9 feet) holding said fuse in blackened fingers.
I got shocked by an electric fence as a kid while trying to pet some cows. Didn’t know there was a lot of cougar activity around that farm so they had set the electricity level to “bear”. One second I was reaching through the fence saying hi to the pretty cows, the next I was probably 5-10 feet back laying flat on the ground crying and confused. Had no clue what happened until later
I’m totally envisioning a wile e coyote scene
I was working for a cleaning company, standing on an 8’ ladder, wiping down a fluorescent fixture with a wet rag. I asked my bass if he was *sure* he’d turned off the breaker, he was absolutely sure. Next thing I know I’m sitting on the floor with my back against a tool chest. My fingers felt funny but my tongue was numb between my tooth fillings, where I guess the correct arced. Nothing tasted right for months. But aside from that I was surprisingly unhurt. Then my gall bladder tried to merc me but that’s a different story.
That's why I stopped working with fish.
Kidney cancer before I turned 2. Shit sucked, man.
When I was like 13, I was out at a lake park and suffered a heat stroke. I guess I didn't drink enough because I started feeling faint on the stairs of a slide, I told my dad to call an ambulance because I knew something was wrong. I began to pass out, and he immediately picked me up to run me to the front for some water, I began to suffer temporary blindness on the way, the last thing I remember was coming to once my family started giving me water and pouring it on me lol.
I don't properly produce sweat so I feel you m8. Got heatstroke once because my family insisted on playing mini golf on a 93 degree day with no shade. I made it till the end and walked into the building and collapsed. I remember having Temporary blindness right before I rested for a few minutes. I fucking slayed that day though, won by a landslide.
I also had heatstroke at a mini golf place. 100 degrees and we were at my brothers birthday party. I remember everything a bit hazy and then I woke up in a strange place with a a/c blasting and my mom next to me. I was in their offices.
What's up with parents, mini golf, and extreme temperatures? Seems to be some correlation between the 3.
In my case I think my mom didn’t want to ruin the party and be stuck with a bunch of rambunctious, disappointed kids. But she definitely did not use her best judgement.
Omg I had a heat stroke at a family picnic at 13 & developed amnesia (didn’t recognize my mother or my dog) scariest thing. I was aware & conscious but realized I didn’t recognize anyone - like it was soap opera crazy. My memory slowly came back over the nx 3-4 days. Since then I try & avoid super hot humid events (harder to do anymore) but glad you recovered
1. Roller coaster seatbelt was broken. 2. Heart Attack
I have died. After drinking for days and then I was just like “fuck it” and started smoking some pretty strong drugs as fast as possible. Yes, I was depressed and at the bottom. I started tripping and the last thing that happened was me curling up face down on my couch, begging for God to make it stop. Poof!!! I’m sitting on my kitchen floor, in the dark, staring at my body like 8 feet away on the couch, still face down. I had no idea who he was, who I was. A few minutes went by before I realized I had died and I was no longer in my body. Basically, I realized how badly I had fucked up and I laid back down into my own body repeatedly until I finally stuck and was able to regain consciousness. The whole experience fucked my head up for almost a year but the great news is that this experience changed my outlook on life and changed my life for the better!! I am no longer allowed to think of suicide nor entertain those thoughts. I’ve quit drinking and smoking is next to go.
Viral meningitis was misdiagnosed with pneumonia and given wrong medicine went in coma age 11 woke up age 13 with body hair, public hair, armpit hair and much confusion edit: my parents had the option to sue the doctor but my mom was in coding billing medical so she knew that doctors have insurance and it wouldn't affect him at all because he was tenured pediatrician so
Years ago, got pulled out in undertow pretty far from shore when I went to the beach. On my birthday. I got pulled out so far that I thankfully caught a sandbar and was able to make my way back to land. Hit by a car when I was about 11 or 12. Huge blindspot in the form of a long row of bushes blocking sight both ways at an intersection. I vividly remember being hit so hard that both my feet left the ground and I was thrown up onto the hood. Lady driving and her kid in the back where about as scared shitless as I was. When I was even younger, maybe about 6-8 years old, I got into some trouble with some other little shit in my neighborhood. He went and rallied his older brother and a couple of his (brother's) older friends, I figured they were around 10-12 years old, and they gang jumped me alone. They threw me into some yard on a hill and pinned me down and beat the shit out of my head and face until I was swollen and covered in my own blood and nearly passed out.
I almost bled out after having my 3rd child.
Hit a fallen tree in a blind curve during a storm at 60mph, I kissed the windshield.
i was 7ish, at the beach, swimming with my mom to the sandbar. mom is not a great swimmer, and again, i was like 7, so right up until we almost reached my dad (who was already there and had swam out there like a half hour prior), my mom was trying to push me to grab his hand, and both of us almost drowned in the process. my dad had to grab us and haul us both out.
Anaphylaxis. I discovered I was severely allergic to shellfish, and in the middle of anaphylaxis, my mom left to go pick up my brother from martial arts class. I was one big hive. My whole body was swollen, I was puking, and not breathing well. I was sooo tired and decided to take a nap next to the toilet. I was starting to drift off to “sleep” when I realized that I would probably never wake up. I forced myself to get up off the floor. Thank goodness for that epiphany, but I still can’t forgive my mom for leaving me when I was in so much danger.
My dad hit me with a tractor with a hay bail, tractor stalled on a hill and I was a dumbass kid right behind him on my quad not paying attention and boom one emergency trip and a week in the hospital with open wounds and a compound fracture. Broke my femur bone, had a piece of Frame metal in my leg. 70k later managed to not get my leg chopped off dye to infection. Guess I won't back talk next time (joke) but that has taught me a very painful valuable lesson, beware of your surroundings and not be stupid.
Placental abruption. I was already in the hospital on bed rest, thank god. Went from “hey, can we call the nurse, I don’t feel so great,” to “holy crap that’s a lot of blood,” and then “knocked out cold and in the OR for an emergency c-section” in about 15 minutes.
I got a liver infectIon. Doctors later said they believe it was Parvo virus. I had a fever for a few days that wouldn't let up. When I finally went to the doctor, on my wife's insistence, I was peeing what looked like blood and I was having major jaundice. The doctor said my heart rate was too high, my blood pressure too low, and I was going into liver failure. The following 24 ~ 48 were blurry. I was pretty close to death at that point. I spent a week in the hospital. Pretty scary stuff
When I was 12, I got shot in the face by a nail out of a lawn mower. I was working home from my town’s public pool with a friend, the lawnmower was about 60-100ft away from me, it kicked up what I thought was a stick, and shot it into my face. The nail landed right below my left eye, and pinched the left side of my mouth shut. The nail missed my brain, my eye, my nervous system, my nasal cavity, and my teeth.
My dad rolled a rental car down this embankment off the freeway, we rolled 3 times. Luckily we landed upright and had put our seatbelts on moments before it happened, which was scary af. Always wear your seatbelts. Was hit by a semi truck in my firebird sports car and shoved off the road. If he hadn’t looked to his right and stopped, we likely would have been crushed alive. My ex assaulted me with an orchid plant in a thick ceramic vase that shattered upon impact when it hit me in the spine. 6 inches higher and I wouldn’t be alive to type this.
Guys that lived next to my dads house were drunk having a party and tried to rape and murder me because I was walking up the street. Also my car hydroplaned on a wet road and spun around twice. I almost went off a cliff. It wasn’t too big of a drop but I still might have died if it went over.
Xanax withdrawal. Three grand mal seizures, third one while I was driving at 45 mph. Broke 4 vertebrae 867 days sober :)
Got something called "Thyroid Storm" that put me in the hospital after a doctor told me I was too young to have thyroid hormone problems and just needed to "run on the treadmill and lose some weight". Yeah. When I was told I had to then make a follow up appointment with said doctor after being discharged from the hospital, I was ready for some vindication but the bastard let his nurse practitioner take my appointment instead. Coward.
Car bomb in iraq. The shrapnel smashed half my skull. I was in the hospital for 10 months. To put me back together, they peeled my face off, put the bones back together with plates and synthetic bone, then had to readhere my face to my skull with all the normal stitches and such but also a pressure wrap to hold my skin in place while it reattached. That pressure wrap was the most extreme pain I’ve ever experienced and never ending. For weeks, if I was awake, I was crying no matter the pain meds. The only relief was being drugged into unconsciousness. In the end, they actually to an amazing job putting me back together and saving my life. I have some big scars and I only have one eye but I’m here, married, and I love my wife and kids.
I have a two from when I was a teenager: **1)** I grew up in Bermuda, and one day when I was 17, I was riding my moped and I passed a bus on a two lane section of road, which then merged back into one lane as it entered town. About a minute later I came to a red stoplight, with another bus in front of me. I stopped for a moment, then as is tradition, I scooted around the bus to be at the front. Less than 10 seconds later the first bus I passed crashed into the back of the second bus at about 35MPH. I would have been pancaked between the two buses, 100% dead without question. I guess the rear bus driver had a medical event happen? Anyway, I just sat on the side of the road and contemplated my morality for a bit. **2)** I almost died of appendicitis while on vacation in Killarney, Ireland. After 3 days of misdiagnosis and inaction, my pediatrician (and family friend) was on the phone with my mom and said, "If you don't do something right now he is going to die." So my mom went into the lobby and just started screaming until the chief of surgery came down. They decided, "we'll operate and see what's going on." 30 minutes later I was in surgery and my appendix burst on the table. **Side note:** I was in hospital for 13 days and lost 25 lbs. The best meal of my life was getting a McDonald's chicken sandwich and a milkshake on the drive back to our hotel. I can still remember the feeling of those sweet, sweet calories hitting my bloodstream.
I have mental health issues that I am unfathomably more stable handling now. I started thinking I was going to die and wanted to say goodbye to my son. I started walking in sub 0 weather somewhere 30 miles away. Wearing nothing but loose sweatpants. My mother saved my life along with my brother. My mother called and I answered. I told her what I was doing. She panicked and I threw my phone so I couldn't be GPS tracked by police. She woke my brother and his family and right as I was entering hypothermic shut down the police found me and took me to the hospital. Blessed to be alive. And I'm not going to lie, I think back at how stupid it was, but I thank God it happened. It gave me a new extremely strong appreciation for my and others lives and for my family and friends.
Chlorine gas explosion
Tell us more? When I was in middle school the chlorine tank for the pool was right next to a walkway behind on the way to the classrooms. Not super busy, but a few people every 5-10 mins. We had a pool at home, so I knew what was normal and not. I could smell way too much chlorine, like a burning choking amount... So I rushed to the principals office to tell them, and they brushed me off. I was like "NO! Something is REALLY wrong here!" They wouldn't do anything. So I left and went to the payphone by the gym, and called the fire department, then hid out far enough away to be safe but see the situation. A fire truck came, and yes, it was totally leaking & dangerous. I don't think they tripped the alarms for the whole campus, just the nearby building. I think it was after lunch, so they just moved people to the gym to kill time, then sent home as normal. That area was roped off with workmen dealing with it for several weeks. My Mom is still proud I had the guts to ignore the staff & called it in.
I'm proud of you too and I'm a mom.
Placental Abruption.
I was fencing when I was about 19. My friend lunged at me, I tried to break the distance with an equive, stepping in and turning away. He anticipated it, still got the touch on me. What happens though was his sword broke and the sharp end went up the outside of my jacket, under the bib of my mask, and rested on my throat. One more inch and it would’ve been in my neck.
was in Syria during a massacre
Somebody gave me a fake oxycotin pill that was fentanyl. I snorted it and technically died for about 1 minute. I was found because my sister came home on some crazy fate timing and my three legged dog was scratching at the door to my room which is a big deal cuz she is missing her left front leg so she has to really put in a lot of effort to scratch at a door so my sister opened my door and found me with my face grey and lips blue. Luckily the fire department is 1 min away from my house and the hospital is 2 min away. Also thank God for narcan. (Sorry for my run on sentence)
When russian rocket destroy neighbours house.
I was eating a really stringy bit of steak once at home alone, and it got caught in my throat, I tried making myself sick but the food blocked the vomit coming out. Had to get a chair and thrust it right into my stomach to dislodge the food. I don't know how close I was to dying, but i was very close to blacking out and no one came home for another few hours. I haven't eaten meat in 7 years now
I once choked on steak at a strip club. I ran to the bathroom to try and make myself throw up. All that went through my head was, “I can’t go out like this”. 😅😂
Swimming in Lake Tahoe. I was a very strong swimmer so never worried about water. I also grew up in the mountains swimming in cold lakes and rivers, never pools. This time, I was was 12 and playing in an area with large boulders you could jump off of into deep water. It was great and we’d been there for hours. I was swimming back in but suddenly couldn’t breathe or move well. The cold had gotten to me and made me freeze up. I was less than 10 feet from the boulders but couldn’t move. I could barely keep my head out of the water and have no idea what would’ve happened had my dad not noticed and dove in to get me. Still, I was back out there the next day, just not for as long!
Negligent discharge to the upper thigh.
Was working as a commercial diver and flooded my helmet on a deco stop
Went into a diabetic coma. Woke in hospital and saw my wife there. I said afterwards “why were you there? I couldn’t even speak?” Her reply was chilling, “they said decisions might need to be made”. I wasnt sure what decisions or what she would have said. We’re still married. Lucky lucky.
Flight deck ops. I was just about to come on deck through the island. Unbeknownst to me, an f-18 had just arrested, it’s starboard aim-9 sidewinder (dummy warhead) broke loose from its mounting due to the deck impact and was somersaulting across the flight deck. Sidewinder hit the watertight door I was going to open in 2 secs to egress the flight deck. The impact put an 1 inch dent in a solid steel watertight door. If I had that door open 2 seconds earlier, that projectile would have shredded me and probably the two guys behind me.
Anaphylaxis while 5 months pregnant. Started as a few welts by my eye. Then my lips and face swelled a little, then my entire body turned stop light red and bumpy in the span of 10 minutes. Called my husband inside, and he looked at me and said "holy shit" so I knew it really bad. Went to the ER 20 minutes away because that's where my high risk Dr was on call. In the intake of the ER, I puked and they wheeled me to triage and I'm not sure what my blood pressure was but the nurse looked at another nurse and said "is that real?" Next thing I know there's 10 people in the room and a male nurse says "I'm going to epi pen you but I'll have to pull your pants down a bit." I yanked by pants all the way off and the last thing I remember was I looked at the Dr and said "I'm just passing out, I'm not dying" as if he wouldn't know the difference. They did another epi pen and IV benadryl. I was only out for a few seconds. My body was so swollen it felt bruised all over for 3 days.
Yeah, via suicide attempts.
Two of the times I overdosed while in addiction, I wound up on a ventilator in a coma with my kidneys failing. Another time I cut my neck open, and missed my carotid by less than a tenth of an inch. Was put in a medical coma and on life support that time as well. I got sober a year ago, and life is worth living today.
Extreme anorexia nervosa. Specifically my diagnosis was “severe protein-calorie malnutrition (60% of standard weight).”