What near death experiences have you had?
I jumped onto a ledge acroos from a crashing waterfall about 80 ft above the gushing water and rocks. The ledge was slanted and slippery wet. I was trying to get the perfect photo. I fell and started sliding to the edge of the ledge and finally stooped with my lower legs hanging over the ledge. Had I fallen I would have died, and not in a good way 😛
Got some great shots though 😀
Originally posted by elvendreamgirlI was in a super stop and shop parking lot sitting in my car waiting for a friend...
What near death experiences have you had?
I jumped onto a ledge acroos from a crashing waterfall about 80 ft above the gushing water and rocks. The ledge was slanted and slippery wet. I was trying to get the perfect photo. I fell and started sliding to the edge of the ledge and finally stooped with my lower legs hanging over the ledge. Had I fallen I would have died, and not in a good way 😛
Got some great shots though 😀
A truck pulled in next to me, and next thing I know there is a loud noise like a small explosion, and some crap is flying out across the hood of my car about 2 ft in front of my face.. Wondering what the heck it was I looked around.
The truck had a gun rack, and a big hole in the side of the truck. These stupid ass's had just discharged a shotgun across the bow of my 'ship'!
They took off like a nut, and I was not able to get a license plate... I did tell the police about it and not sure if they ever found the idiot. I guess it wouldn't have been good had the shotgun squared me in the skull.
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For some reason almost every year of my life I have gotten a concusion. That explains pretty much everything up until now.
On year I was at my best friend Robyns house. We were sledding on a "hill." More like a cliff actually. Anyway she said bail on the way down, I didn't roll out, and I hit my head on a swingset. But the reason I didn't duck was there was a creek at the bottom and I didn't know how to swim.
Sledding
Robyn and I had known each other for a year, but I had never been to her house. When the phone rang on a snowy Saturday morning, I was more than happy to accept the invitation to sled with her. The snow was barely 3 inches off the ground, but over night the fine powder had turned into slick ice. Within 5 minutes after receiving the call I was dragging my father out of bed.
As we drove to the house Robyn had given us directions to, I wondered if the flat land would provide a decent hill. When I spotted the red expedition Robyn had told us to look for, my heart pounded with excitement. The red bricks on the house looked brand new. A small sliver of smoke drifted from the chimney creating a flavorful smell. I looked around the side of the house where Robyn was eagerly waiting. A giant German shepherd called Kern had different plans tough. He stood at the edge of the gate, defending his territory. But as soon as I got near him he turned into a big teddy bear.
After Kern had given me a bath and succeeded in making me smell like dog, Robyn greeted me.
As I looked behind her I saw that the hill turned into a cliff. A migraine slowly crept into my head. I had never been on a hill bigger than 30 ft. What would I do?
“Come on,” Robyn called. Determined not to be labeled a chicken, I climbed onto the sled. I sat on the back. “Before we go, when I say ‘bail’ roll out okay?” I slowly nodded my head, not completely understanding.
She pushed off a rock with her foot. We quickly gained speed. Too much speed. “Bail!”
I froze. My heart was petrified with fear. Robyn had rolled out, but now it was going too fast to escape. The wind blew so hard in my face I could barely see. I looked ahead, searching for a way to slow myself down. Instead I found a death sentence. I swing set with a bar that would hit my nose in seconds was dead ahead.
Some people say I should have ducked. Well, at that time I had no idea how to swim. If I had ducked I would have plunged into an icy creek. So I preferred to die by being smashed in the head rather than drowning. I lowered my head a little so in case I did survive, I wouldn’t need a nose job. My eyes closed and I was instantly knocked out.
My eyes opened. The pain was incredible. But that didn’t matter because I had gone blind. Then I realized when I was knocked out, I had spun around and wrapped myself around a tree. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it’s rough bark. Next I found I was not able to breathe because of the tree. I rolled over and gasped for air. My last discovery was that I had a lump the size of a goose egg on my head between my eyes.
“Rachel! Rachel!” Robyn screamed. “Oh my God! Are you okay?!”
I tried to say, “Yes,” but only a week rasp came out.
“I’m going to get my dad. Stay here.” As if I’m going anywhere, I thought to myself.
I tried to crawl while she was gone but a black sheet covered my vision. I could crawl, but I decided it was best if I stayed put since I didn’t know where the creek was.
I laid in the darkness for 15 minutes trying to catch my breath. During that time I wondered what I would say to Robyn when she came back.
“She’s down here!” Robyns voice called.
“Rachel, are you okay?” said an unfamiliar voice.
Once again only a rasp exited from my mouth.
“Come on,” he said hoisting me up from under my arms.
Oh crap, I thought. I can’t walk and I don’t wan to scare Robyn by telling her.
As soon as I got up my vision turned from black to purple. Thanks to the purple wall, I tripped over a rock and fell on my nose. Now I was going to need a nose job.
“Rachel, are you blind?” Robyn said sarcastically.
“Urm, no?” I asked looking for an answer that would satisfy her.
“Okay”
Later that day I went to the hospital and found out I had a concussion. My head hurt worst than it had any other day in my life for a week. It was so embarrassing to go to school with a purple lump on my head.
If there is one thing I have learned from this experience it’s to listen to your friends. I did not and I suffered the consequences. But today I obey my friends and I haven’t gotten a lump from not listening to them.
That about sums it up.
Not sure if its near death but it really really really hurt. Plus I had trouble remembering what happened. 😛
Originally posted by elvendreamgirlHmmm, I'm not sure, but I think that what you're describing does not really qualify as a "Near Death Experience" (NDE). Look up that term in Google, and notice the difference between an NDE and a nearly-fatal accident...
What near death experiences have you had?
I had a near-fatal accident or whatever at school about 3 months ago.
I was in the dining hall. It was break time and I have just brought a large slice of pizza with extra cheese for my lunch (yum!) However me and my friend were in a hurry. We had just heard the bell for the next lesson and I knew I had to down that pizza real quick. I took a massive bite out of the pizza and swallowed and swallowed again. The cheese had stuck to the back of my throat and was now blocking my windpipe. I felt my face becoming red and I felt real dizzy. I collasped to the floor and heard my friend say "Michael, are you Ok?" (I know, what a dumb question!). It was the worst feeling in the world and I honestly thought that I might die. With my last burst of energy I coughed as hard as I could and a great lump of cheese came hurtling out from my mouth and I threw up on the floor. I have never eaten a pizza with extra cheese since.
I was involved iin a motorbike accident about 8 years ago. I hit the wing of a car which was coming out of a side road. I was doing around 50-60 mph, was thrown from the bike, flipped and hit a telegraph pole back first.
I was unconsicious for about 12 hurs and ended up with a fractured skull, broken collar bone, a shattered kneecap and a 14 inch gash up my inner arm.
I have never been able to get on a bike since. Stick to 4 wheels now.
When I used to do more athletic things than sit around playing internet chess, I was hit square in the side of the head with a softball traveling at what seemed like Mach 3. Lights out. I am told that I was briefly in a coma. I recovered, but no longer play softball. Let me tell you, there's nothing soft about a softball.
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When I was about 9 I climbed a tree in a park, It was a very high one and there was concrete on the ground underneath it. I decided to sit on a branch near the top, but as I crawled out onto it I put my weight on another branch, which snapped off - I fell straight downwards onto another branch underneath!
When I was about 12 I dived into a swimming pool backwards holding my arms by my side. Due to an almost fatal miscalculation I went straight vertically downwards and knocked myself out on the bottom of the pool. What must have been a few seconds later I woke up and wondered why I was lying on the bottom of a swimming pool, I slowly swam to the top. Nobody else noticed. I had a massive bump on my head and my neck hurt for a bit.
At about the age of 14 my parents gas boiler went faulty and started leaking carbon monoxide into my bedroom - I started sleeping very late and waking up massive headaches, until they realised and got the boiler fixed, but this may have been the closest to death I got!
in history class this past year, we were having a discussion. we had all gotten candy (that was the only thing good aboubthat class - we got a lot of candy) for doing some activity. i wuz sucking on a butterscotch candy, and i accidentally swallowed it...except my throat wasnt big enough. it got stuck and i tried to swallow it some more... it didnt work. it was tough to breath and i started flipping out. i signaled to my teacher that i wuz choking, and she said go and get a drink. i would have gone for anything at that point. i wuz on my way out, getting dizzy, when i started coughing. next thing i know, this butterscotch candy comes flying out of my mouth. luckily, i wuz standing right next to the trash can i managed to get it in there. i did go get a drink, but when i got back, all of my friends said they all thought i wuz gonna throw up right then and there.
Originally posted by opsoccergurl11This is proof (or an extremely strong indication) that there is no god. What sort of omnipotent and omnificent being would come up with such a poor example of design as having the throat and the windpipe in such dangerous proximity to each other? There are two examples in this thread of people who have come perilously close to death due to such shoddy design, and nearly everyone has had a similar experience at one time or another. If it were a corporation that had designed humanity there would surely have been a planetwide recall on the species by now to fix the problem. If god is to receive credit for designing something as complex and wonderful as the human eye, then he also must be saddled with blame for what amounts to engineering incompetance in the planning and layout of the human respiratory and digestive systems.
in history class this past year, we were having a discussion. we had all gotten candy (that was the only thing good aboubthat class - we got a lot of candy) for doing some activity. i wuz sucking on a butterscotch candy, and i accidentally swallowed it...except my throat wasnt big enough. it got stuck and i tried to swallow it some more... it didnt wo ...[text shortened]... got back, all of my friends said they all thought i wuz gonna throw up right then and there.
Since an omniscient god would have forseen the trouble such a design would cause, and since such a flawed design in clearly inconsistent with an omnibenevolent god (since choking to death serves no moral or instructive purpose), it stands that humanity could not have been designed by god. Hence, it can be shown (or at least inferred with a high degree of probability) that god does not exist.
I know that's a lot to swallow, but why don't you chew on the problem for a while. 🙂
Originally posted by eyeqpcApart from that, were you OK?
I was involved iin a motorbike accident about 8 years ago. I hit the wing of a car which was coming out of a side road. I was doing around 50-60 mph, was thrown from the bike, flipped and hit a telegraph pole back first.
I was unconsicious for about 12 hurs and ended up with a fractured skull, broken collar bone, a shattered kneecap and a 14 inch gash up my inner arm.
I have never been able to get on a bike since. Stick to 4 wheels now.
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Originally posted by rwingettYour argument was solid up until you included this bit. You are simply <i>assuming</i> that choking to death serves no purpose. Therefore, all conclusions reached from that assertion are weakened.
(since choking to death serves no moral or instructive purpose)
-Ray.