I had the what's called an umbilical noose around my neck and I was very close to dying before I was even born. Plus the various times I've almost been hit by a car. A van in one case and fuck was it close. How about you?
i was about to walk down these steps to this gras area and then something told me to stop and go back up, i just felt it. and then all these fireworks went off down where i was walking to. i was at a garden party. so, maybe not death, but i could have been hurt. xxx
I pushed a child out of my cooch.... I sure felt like I might die. miscarried while suffering pretty sever iron deficiency anemia, and thought I would bleed to death- and the doc said I might of if I didn't have a D&C. Been in two minor car accidents- no injuries... the one that totaled hubbys car- and maybe coulda been bad had I not been wearing a seatbelt? Tried to OD a few times- .. Really though, I don't think I have ever been terribly near death, considering I have never broke any of my larger bones( only broke a finger, and a toe) , or been hospitalized for any serious illness - I think my life has been fairly safe thus far, as far as I am aware of... of course there are always freak accident instances that you could have narrowly avoided and have no knowledge of.
I had a loaded 38 pressed against my stomach when I was 14. Been through 3 or 4 shootouts. It's a good life!
I can top that Cherea! Around the same age, 14 or so, I almost choked to death on an orange. Tough guy.
Ironically, I've always been more afraid of choking on food than guns. That's why I'm more scared of a dinner party than a midnight romp in The South Bronx. Go figure.
When we got in our car wreck, the impact of the car stopping so suddenly flung the jack from the back of the trunk, through the backseat (it folds down), and into the back of my chair. So I didn't just have the impact of the car stopping to jar me, I also had a 30 lb jack hit me from behind at 35 mph. I'm pretty sure I should've gone to the hospital for whiplash and I'm pretty sure that I'll regret turning them down when I get older and can't hold my head up right. But yeah, it wasn't that bad, but had we been going a little bit faster, I would've died. Daniel flipped the fuck out about that, but I really didn't care. You care because you're alive. You can't care if you're dead. So there's no point in worrying about it, since I was okay, just fucking sore as a motherfucker.
Aw man, I almost chocked on some junk food in the back storage room of the store I worked at- No one was around, I feared I would die at work- and was terrified of such an embarrassing way to go - until I managed to jump around and push myself into something and dislodge the damn thing. LOL thats funny I forgot all about that moment.
i'm sure there have been plenty. the only one i remember off the top of my head was actually invented by my drug-affected brain.
