Ouchie there annarborjack . That sounds very painful. I used to love playgrounds too when I was little but I have no memory of injuring myself in a very very bad way on them. Well, here it goes for mine:
I visited Alton Towers one day (yeah, it’s a very large theme park ) and we went on the Runaway Mine Train roller coaster. Sounds simplistic doesn’t it . Well, while we were in the queue, I noticed these two older teenagers with a giant toy shark, one that they must have won on one of the sideshow games. Once boarding the ride, they left the toy on the side, only just on though . Then the ride started, and as we were going round, they reached out and touched it . After the ride stopped, thankfully it went round twice with no interruptions, the ride operator came out and shouted too them. I remember him saying that if that toy had gotten underneath the wheels, we would have all been catapulted forward clean off the tracks, the ride being completely full at the time and most likely killed . I’m glad it was not me being the idiotic fool anyway and I’m certainly glad I’m still here.
To all the other users, I’m glad your all still here ! I’ve never been involved in a car accident, broken any bones or been knocked out . I never knew there were so many others that had though!
When our house ( I was REALLY young) was being built, my mom and I came over to see how it was going. I accidentally slipped and fell into a hole in the floor and would have fallen down onto the cement in the basement if I hadn’t held on at the last moment. My dad had to run down and get me.
Oh and the other day I got stung on the back by a bee.
When I was about 10 I was at Six Flag’s Hurricane Harbor, I was swimming underwater. Their were a lot people people their that day. A wave came and people swam the other way, I coulden’t get up and was running out of brath, finally I got out of the water.
When I was like 8, me and a kid in the neighboorhood had a race. We raised from his lawn to the end of the street. At the end, he tripped me on purpose and my head landed on the street, I then got up sometime later and cried home. He got in troble. I kinda wish I punched him or something.
WEll, when I was 7, I had staph in my spine and I was supposed to die, but I don’t know if that counts, becaus it wasn’t an immediate or momentay thing.
I’m so glad everyone here overcame their near death experiences!
2 years ago I contracted E-Coli from the livestock I was raising. The ER gave misdiagnosed me and gave me medicine that made it worse, and the next day I returned. This time they decided to ACTUALLY take urine samples and found out what I really had.
The strain I had was a deadly one, with a 30% death rate. I lost 10 pounds while having it.
So now every year I have to get my Kidneys checked, because of damage I got from it. I wouldn’t be suprised if I die from Kidney disease many years down the road, because of the E-Coli damage, and my Grandmother died of Kidney disease too, so it’s in the family.
Aw, that’s horrible!! I’m sorry to hear about that. I till have back pain and problems, but I hopefully shouldn’t die due to that as long as I don’t get a job involving lifting or standing on my feet for many hours.
Thanks. As long as I don’t work at McDonald’s or do a lot of lifting, I should be fine. And I hope I’m not complaining or anything, I don’t want to sound whiny.
I forgot to post this hear, but I had a near death experience a few weeks ago.
I was about to make a left turn when in the other lane, there was a speeding car trying to hit the brakes. He couldnt, so he hopped off the car ahead of him and the roof of his car almost smushed me. Thankfully, the car landed on the road just past me.
Not really, but I was in a risky situation recently. My mom and I were going to go shopping, and I decided to go out and sit in the car to wait for her, and I turned the car on, but I forgot to put the garage door up. Thank goodness she came out and caught it in time.
I have an Anxiety Disorder, and I use to get pretty bad panic attacks, that almost resulted in suicide. But I have medications now, so I don’t have panic attacks. Also, I’m at a better place in my life, so my depression hasn’t acted up in years.
I don’t really know if this counts, because i wasn’t actually hospitalized or anything, but last October (2010) i developed Chrons (thats actually not mispelled… according to Google) Disease (an aouto-immune disease that is NOT fun when its flaring up…) it took a month for the doctor to figure out what was wrong because there was no fever and there’s no real test for it, but i couldn’t leave the bathroom, my stomach always hurt (i couldn’t get much sleep), and i had no appetite whatsoever, i lost 10 lbs before they figured it out (im not big enough to loose 10 lbs) and had to have a colonoscopy (sp?) my mom took me to the ER because i stopped eating (she thought i was going to starve… like i said, im not big enough to loose 10 lbs)
but now im on Meds and haven’t had a problem in 10 months! ~knock on wood~
the only other near- death experiences would be car related:
~when i was a baby my parents and i where driving at night and hit a (apparently very large) deer, i don’t remember anything, but the car’s roof needed replaced, and always leaked after that…
~when i was maybe 10 years old, my dad and i where driving through a snowstorm on a ski trip, but the interstate was covered in black ice and we slid off the road into the median, needless to say it shook us up, we stopped at the next town and spent the night, then went home the next day (the interstate past where we where was closed because of the storm), on our way home i watched an SUV slip on possibly the same ice- patch and start bouncing and get a front wheel hooked on the guardrail, they where ok, but they where going to need help. The car we spun off the road in we still have, i drive it now, it was totally fine
and one last story, not something i was involved in, but my 20 yr old cousin was:
~Last summer my parents and i where visiting the house my dad grew up in (we still have the house, the land has been in my family since the Calistoga wagons, but thats off-topic) the house is on the inside of a sharp bend on a steep hill (there are always accidents there, they even put up yellow posts to keep cars out of the yards and houses…) it was raining that day and there had already been 2 accidents that day (its a small town and the police know when someone calls from our house there has probably been a crash). So about 5 PM my parents and adult cousin and i where watching TV and we heard a large boom, we rushed out into the rain and there was a small car sitting on top of the yellow posts and my 20 yr old cousin who lived up the hill got out of the passenger seat. Everyone was ok, but the Police had to total the car to get it off the posts. That has defiantly been the most spectacular crash there since they put in the posts. (Before the posts, the house just below the bend had to replace their front porch… 3 times… and finally put in a boulder garden to try to stop the cars…)
Moral of the story: don’t go 40 MPH in a 15 MPH when its raining!
Not really, no. When I was an infant, I had a urinary tract infection so bad because of some kidney problem that put me in the hospital, possibly with some surgery done, and apparently put my life at risk. But that’s just what my mom has said… She could be overreacting since I’m her baby.
There was actually one strange experience I had with a friend in a carnival in Brasilia. We were both 10 and the carnival was nearly empty. Our moms let us run over to one ride, the kind that looks like a giant swinging hammer. The ride attendant paid little attention to us and simply took our tickets. We got into our seats and noticed there were no seat belts to hold us in. There was a foam-covered bar that went in front of part of our bodies, but because we were so young and small, it was several inches away from our body. The cage of the ride was made of thick bars that had very large spaces between, and when the ride started to go upside-down, my friend and I both had to press our hands against the seats in front of us because our bodies started slipping out of the bars. They should have measured us before we got on the ride! I honestly remember thinking I might die on that ride, and I don’t usually get scared on roller coasters.
. That sounds very painful. I used to love playgrounds too when I was little but I have no memory of injuring myself in a very very bad way on them. Well, here it goes for mine:
) and we went on the Runaway Mine Train roller coaster. Sounds simplistic doesn’t it 
. Well, while we were in the queue, I noticed these two older teenagers with a giant toy shark, one that they must have won on one of the sideshow games. Once boarding the ride, they left the toy on the side, only just on though 
. After the ride stopped, thankfully it went round twice with no interruptions, the ride operator came out and shouted too them. I remember him saying that if that toy had gotten underneath the wheels, we would have all been catapulted forward clean off the tracks, the ride being completely full at the time and most likely killed 
