HAVE YOU OR A LOVED ONE EVER CHEATED DEATH?

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    Jul 06, 2009 12:11 AM GMT

    Have you ever "Cheated" Death?

    These types of stories are always so fascinating, because the event usually turns into a pivotal moment in someone's life.

    So- here are my two:

    I was a flight attendant in my 20's. We took off, and once we were in the air, we found out the flight before us,same airline, had just crashed into the Florida Everglades.

    The crashed occurred because of mishandling of cargo. My pilot later told me the cargo could have easily been loaded on our plane.


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    I was a young kid who took a Grayhound Bus back to my parents. The next day the same bus was taken over by a gunman, hostages were taken and several people died in a gun fight.



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    Jul 06, 2009 1:01 AM GMT
    Yes.....cheated death twice.

    The first time I was swimming in the ocean off the coast of Oaxaca Mexico. I'm an experienced swimmer but I got caught in a rip tide. I was carried out very very far from the shore. Initially, I started to panic and frantically started to fight the current. But then something "switched" in my brain and i realized I would die if I exhaust myself. I relaxed. I started to play in the water and make believe i wasn't in trouble. It took me and hour to make my way back.

    The second time concerns 9/11 in NYC. Nuff said.
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    Jul 06, 2009 1:19 AM GMT
    I am on life 12......I have cheated death at least this many times for sure.....

    So I am better than a cat~

    I am like a dragon....I will go 10,000 times and then smitten~


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    Jul 06, 2009 1:23 AM GMT
    Perhaps a fine semantic line between "cheated death" and just had a close call. I've had plenty of both, but I'll just mention one incident that always amuses me.

    I was riding my motorcycle on I-5 north of Seattle, going the speed limit of 65 mph. I was in the right lane, and a pickup truck was in front of me. In its open bed was an uphostered armchair they were transporting, and as I looked at it, I noticed that it apparently wasn't tied down or visibly secured in any way, just sitting there.

    I thought to myself that wasn't very secure, and decided to move over a lane to be safe. Just as I crossed the broken white line the wind lifted the chair up as if spring-loaded, and it crashed down into the road, exploding into pieces.

    Had I not moved over not 2 seconds earlier I would have either been directly struck by that chair, or at best its debris would have destabilized my bike and injured me with the shattered wood frame. At 65 mph it takes very little to make a bike crash, or objects rip through your clothes.

    I'm convinced my decision saved me from serious injury, and maybe even my life. But I just kept riding, I've had so many close calls on my bikes that my heartbeat hardly changes. Still, it did make for an interesting anecdote. icon_biggrin.gif
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    Jul 06, 2009 1:48 AM GMT
    once...and its still very hard to talk about. i was 16 and preparing for my high school graduation. I was suppose to meet my sister at her job so we could go shopping. Needless to say i was about to cross the street in the capital...i did look both ways and i didnt see any vehicles coming. And i started to cross the street but just then i heard someone say my name out loud and i stopped and looked around. Just then i heard a bus zoom past me ..like literally a few hands length from me. if i would to continue walking i would be under that bus. i was soo shocked. i walked into my sisters office crying and going out of it as i realized what was going to happen to me. To this day i have no idea who said my name out loud or why....
  • jgymnast733

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    Jul 06, 2009 3:10 AM GMT
    Was hanging out with some friends in their car just driving around and checking out the boys, when someone asked a guy if he needed a ride... Of course he said yes and got into the car,,These queens unzipped him and played with his dick with no resistence from him,,until it was time to pay up..
    Well ,,these queens didnt pay him,,so he reach for his blade...Lucky for them i picked his pocket and took the blade without his knowing...I told him that he'll get back the knife when he gets out of the car,,[which he did ] ,,
    and i never hung out with those whores again...
    Those dumb bitches would have died if i wasnt on my toes, boys like that always carry somethin on them...
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    Jul 06, 2009 3:22 AM GMT
    I was very young... and I was crossing the street in traffic. I ran across the last two lanes of the street, and would have made it but tripped, and landed on the ground.

    Had the driver in that lane not been paying attention, I would have been road kill.
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    Jul 06, 2009 3:55 AM GMT
    A few times.
    Mom flooding the house with carbon monoxide (The milk man broke the window and called the ambulance.)
    Wake turbulence (did you know a 737 could do a barrel roll and then reverse it in two seconds?)
    Stray poacher's shot buried in the wall next to my chair.
    Charybdis (Yes, a whirlpool can swallow a small boat)

    My favorite was the runaway tractor, pulling a bailer that was too big for it on a hill that was too steep for it. (Yes, my parents repeatedly tried to kill me...). I couldn't slow it down, but I was able to steer it head-on into the neighbor's beautiful new fail fence line. Hooked the bailer feed into the fence and launched about half a lumber-yard worth of wood into the sky before the rig started to slow down. After that it was impossible to try to make hay on the damned cliff-side any more, but I had to spend the rest of the summer re-building the fence.
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:07 AM GMT
    Yes many times but I am lucky to being alive
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:09 AM GMT
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:25 AM GMT
    Yeah. When I was little, my friends took our family to an island off the coast of Georgia where I found a pond and swam in it. I was alerted to the fact that there were alligators in the water when an old lady came and told me to get out. I think I was pretty lucky!
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:40 AM GMT
    Yes, the biggest is probably getting through to now without being diagnosed as positive. I wasn't as diligent in the '80's and I am extremely lucky. I am quite sure that my guardian angel has begged for a transfer a few times he has saved my behind.
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:43 AM GMT
    from about the age of 12. I courted death for many years. But I'm still around.icon_wink.gif

    I had a two year sexual relationship with a guy who was HIV+. He hid the truth of that from me, and encouraged unsafe sex too. The sex was so god dam hot. !5 years latter I'm still alive, he is not, and I'm still HIV-.

    So I looked for it, yet it never come my way. When I had givern up looking for it, it come my way, but did not find me.

    But for me, death is nothing more than another appointment I'll have too keep. I have lived a full life, thus, I will be ready to leave when my time comes.
  • CuriousJockAZ

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    Jul 06, 2009 4:51 AM GMT
    I almost walked into a helicopter blade when we were boarding a helicopter to go to Catalina Island with my dad. My dad saw me out of the corner of his eye and leaped and grabbed me by my shirt tail and yanked me back. I was inches from being sliced into a bunch of pieces. My dad turned solid white. I thought he was going to have a heart attack. Needless to say, now I know that a helicopter has TWO blades icon_rolleyes.gif
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    Jul 06, 2009 4:51 AM GMT
    I do all the time, it's called an "insulin pump".
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    Jul 06, 2009 6:12 AM GMT
    11,772 times because that is how many days old I am. Grateful for all of them
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    Jul 06, 2009 6:41 AM GMT
    This was not too long ago, I was driving down I-5 from Oceanside to San Diego on my way back from work. It was only 4:00 PM and I was falling asleep at the wheel. I tried everything to stay awake. At one point, I feel asleep and heading straight for a barricade separating the 805 & 5. At that moment, my stereo turned on for no apparent reason and it was blasting away static! I quickly veered over parked and broke down. I missed a concrete wall and I wasn't wearing my seat belt. Stupidity on my part.
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    Jul 06, 2009 7:40 AM GMT
    Once... I was in Iraq and got shot by a sniper in the chest. Luckly that morning I put in the 2nd piece of armor in my vest before i went out on a convoy... Usually I kept one of them out cause well full battle rattle gets fucking heavy and i'm only 5ft & 135lbs...lol

    And well i've was resuscitated from drowning twice... could be one of the reason why I don't even like going near big bodies of water...
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    Jul 06, 2009 7:42 AM GMT

    • playing with matches in a ½ full coal shed
    • run over by horses teaching my mom that yes, she can drive 90mph to the hospital
    • 600v mains electrocution taught me how to fly with complete numbness and loss of consciousness
    • riding go cart at high speed around corner, had a T-bar steering wheel skewed or my neck would have been cut cleanly off by a sharp iron bumper
    • junk fell on top of an old but charged heavy duty battery. i leaned over to pick it off unaware that the terminals were currently in a dead short state. something fused or sparked and the battery blew. blind and deaf for an hour with very tender skin. luckily the detonation spent itself away from me
    • sat on a 2" hoseline playing water on a 150gal cherry red propane tank for two hours in the middle of a five alarm fire
    • electrocuted during a house fire from my water stream contacting an energized wall hiding a power feed
    • sleeping in passenger side on a trip, brother falls asleep behind the wheel resulting in a very energetic full motion spin wakeup
    • 75mph down freeway, talking to passenger, suddenly realizing a camper and truck at a dead stop in front of me. my truck is entirely capable of traveling on just two wheels like in the movies
    • 50mph middle of the night down a country road. vandals took out stop-ahead and stop sign at T intersection. high speed impact into soft dirt with ~4 inches of clearance between two thick poles
    • crew member dropped AIM-7 missle off the F-15 onto tarmack during loading operations
    • crew member dropped a 250lb bomb on the tarmack while loading F-15
    • nearly sucked into F-15 intake when stupid pilot chose to ramp up the wrong engine
    • 65mpg through forest highway, hit black ice and launched (literally) off the curved road into the forest, missing all large trees and taking out several small trees, mangling my front end, coming to rest 10 inches from a massive tree
    • had to switch flights on the weekend of 9/11 due to contract extension. would've made a mid-air cell phone call against the rules
    • frequently doing patient care on <insert HEP-x/HIV/*> positive persons surrounded by infectious needles in carpets
    • frequently doing emergent patient care while cops keep wielded guns and knives off us, usually such weapons were the reason for emergent patient care
    • dump truck carrying hot asphalt lost it's brakes coming down hill. overturned and dumped it's lethal payload ~40ft from me
    • tending to a patient's knife cut to jugular in bad part of town when shots are fired into the vehicle next to me. forget the rules of blood-borne pathogen exposure, bullet exposure is far more certain. drag myself and patient half into rescue ambulance with doors hanging open as driver rips down the block to a safer area
    • remember any of the los angeles late night freeway chases with some 'tard going 100mph on the wrong side of the freeway through traffic with 30 cop cars following on the other side of the divider? been there done that, barely missed the 'tard
    • elderly couple going 70 mph down the HOV (car pool) lane on the wrong side of the freeway divider, straight at me without their headlights on at 10pm at night
    • older person runs a red light at full speed through major intersection barely missing me and the other through-traffic vehicles in motion
    • stopping my boyfriend an inch from turning a light switch on when we arrived home and noticed the house was full of natural gas from a faulty GE hot water heater firing mechanism
    • untold number of fucking idiots racing past an emergency scene barely missing me and sometimes hitting me with their mirrors. the padding of turnout gear softens and spreads the impact so usually it's just a bruise
    • idiots (probably the same) trying to beat me through an all-red intersection because they weren't paying attention to either the lights going red or -my- red lights and siren. listen foo, a thousand gallons of water surrounded by a really heavy fire truck does NOT stop on a dime, a quarter, or even a 50¢ piece.

  • DrobUA

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    Jul 06, 2009 8:10 AM GMT
    I've had a relationship with death for quite a few years now. In high school is was extremely depressed about my sexual situation and was a full blown alcoholic by age 16. I was averaging 1200ml of vodka or rum a night and spitting up blood several times a week. I managed to keep it of my parents radar but when I started seein blood I got a little worried. Friends didn't believe me (which is why I took the pic) but I keep it as a reminder. Been sober over a year now. My liver is grateful. (I know this is gross)



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    Jul 06, 2009 8:27 AM GMT
    glad to see you're better now icon_smile.gif
  • Delivis

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    Jul 06, 2009 8:32 AM GMT
    I dont see how any of this counts as cheating death.
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    Jul 06, 2009 9:57 AM GMT
    yeah, just really scary situations that coulda ended badly...

    here's mine!

    As a young child (10-ish), I thought it would be fun to do a tarzan swing from a dangling power line. It was decidedly not fun! I had a charred hand and electrical current exit wound to prove it (looks normal now)! icon_eek.gificon_idea.gificon_redface.gif

    I used to be a USN rescue swimmer and have jumped out of the helicopter and into shark-filled waters a number of times (even after seeing the damn things swimming below me). icon_cool.gif

    Crash landed in a USN helicopter twice. Had two very bad experiences while flying on commercial flights (injuries were involved). Strange how a flight attendant and her trolly can become a missile flying over the seats! icon_eek.gif

    I was on a large tanker once that had a major engineering casualty that led to the ship taking on A LOT of water. It turned out the ship was sinking. I was the last soul aboard as there was no room in the rescue helicopter. So there I was sitting on the bow as it was sticking straight up in the water (the rest of the ship was already under). The sunset that evening was one of the most spectacular I have ever seen as I sat there wondering when I should jump and swim for it.... icon_smile.gif
  • kinetic

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    Jul 06, 2009 10:07 AM GMT
    OMG! Final Destination beotch!
  • captproton

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    Jul 06, 2009 10:13 AM GMT
    I was flying in a single-engine plane once in southern Arizona. There was a huge storm system up ahead that looked like a shower curtain with a narrow opening. The pilot said we had to push through that small opening or risk having to fly hundreds of miles out of our way and we didn't have enough gas to do that.

    So we prayed that we would make it through. As we approached the opening, the storm closed in around us. The rain was fierce, there was lightning all around us and the plane was tossed around like a toy.

    Below us all I could make out were jagged mountains--no safe place to land. My heart was in my throat. It seemed like hours before we got out of that mess. I vowed I would never fly in a small plane again, and haven't.

    Another time I was t-boned at an intersection by a drunk driver. Fortunately, he wasn't speeding too badly. But if my car didn't have reinforced side panels, I wouldn't be here to write this. He also was driving a stolen car, and had no license and no insurance. The cop who arrived at the scene looked at the situation and said simply, "You're f**ked." Yeah, I had to pay for the damage.