What is the closest you have come to death? I know this may be a hard subject, but I am very curious.?

Question

I know this may be a hard topic to discuss, but your answers will be greatly appreciated. Please be honest, I have found the truth to be far more interesting than a lie.

And then if you would be so kind, will you tell me how you view life now?

Thanks

Answer 1

when i got held-up and the gun was pointed at my face. i thought it was the end of me. everything flashed in my mind. my past, those people who are dear to me; how they would react if i die... everything. it was a terrible experience, and for once i have accepted death. i prayed for forgiveness and everything. thankfully, the criminals just took away the material things and scram. i felt so relieved, but very nervous. now i view my life as a gift from God. i became a bit religious, until something terrible happened again, and i became closer to God.

Answer 2

I was driving home from my highschool graduation ceremony.

I took a left at an intersection. There was a minivan also taking a left that I couldn't see around, but I waited until I thought all of the traffic was out from behind it. Big mistake. A cop car was doing 45 (in a school zone) and switched lanes to get around the van at the same time I was taking the left. When I saw it coming for me I panicked and floored the gas pedal. I should have hit the brake.

The cop didnt hit his brakes either, in fact he admitted that he hit the accelerator instead on accident.

Luckily I had no passengers. His big cop car hit my small '91 Mercury Tracer on the right side between both doors. I just remember watching the grill smash threw my doors, glass go flying everywhere and the loudest noise I have ever heard. Everything else felt like a dream until my car stopped spinning. My vehicle did a 1080 into a yard and his went straight through 2 fences, a heavy lawn ornament and didn't stop until it ran into a parked SUV, denting the rear fender quite a bit.

I was pretty shaken up. People started appearing out of nowhere just to see what happened. Somehow I wasnt hurt at all. Not even sore. I hear that my car's transmission shielding saved my life.

I still avoid left turns if I feel that I can't take it with complete assurance that no cars are coming for quite a ways.

Answer 3

I've come close twice. The 1st time was when I was not a good person, and was into drugs heavily. I overdosed. My parents were told that it would take a miracle for me to live. (It's been 6 years) (yes I have been clean since)

2nd time, was 2 1/2 years ago when I was pregnant. I developed toxemia and by the time they caught it, it was too late. I was in the hospital for 3 days when my kidneys shut down 100%. With everything going on, I was told that if they didn't do a c-section, I had a few days, tops. Had the c-section (my daughter was 2 months early) and everything has been good since. (what was bad about this was the fact that my ob/gyn kept telling me that nothing was wrong. It was me being "annoying" and insisting something wasn't right that finally made the NURSE run some tests) If I would've listened to her me and my daughter wouldn't be here. Needless to say, I quit seeing that doctor.

Oh, i guess 3 near-death stories. When I was about 7, me and my sister were coming home from the park and we had to cross a busy street. Well I was in front of her and I looked back to see if she was going to cross, and she started running toward the street, so I started running. Well she stopped because a car was coming and I didn't know this. The car swerved and slammed on the brakes. When it stopped I fell forward and was leaning on the car.

Answer 4

I been close twice. First time I was 14, was out surfing and came off, smashed my head against some rocks and my leg rope got caught, I was under for about a minute and was legally dead for 2.5 minutes before I was revived. I was sh!t terrified of water after that experience :-p

Second time was during my deployment to Iraq, I spent two weeks in a coma after the building I just left was bombed, I was one of only three so close to the impact that actually survived.

Second time round I was older so it was a lot easier for me to understand. I've learnt not to take things for granted, and being in the military you kinda learn how easily life can be taken from you. I guess my view hasn't changed that much on life but I definetly have learnt to appreciate things a lot more. For the first few weeks after I got back home I couldn't leave a conversation with a loved one without hugging them or telling them how much I loved them. I'm still very much the same now, I kinda learnt that you never know when or if you'll get the chance to say or do something so you may as well just do it now while you still can.

Answer 5

The closest I came to death, that I most distinctly remember, was when I was a little boy, drowning in a storm wave that hit the beach. I struggled to get out---but I only thought of my family and what it would do to them to experience my death. Somehow I survived, obviously.

After that, I've envisioned my obituary in the local paper--at the moment of the crisis, and how much it would affect my loved ones. I've been through these things several times.

Once, I had a job writing obituaries, for a major metropolitan newspaper, and though I knew those folk's number was up, I was not professionally clinically detached from what that simple obituary meant to the grieving family. Since then, I have lost many loved ones.

It comes with the package.

I'm amazed at the number of answers you've gotten., because the question regards a very scary, personal, and religious topic; not relating to just our own death, but how we deal with our life Kudos for asking it.

And, I'll bet the best answer is probably something like:

"It's the quality of the relationships you have with others that gives your short life meaning."


(And hey Phoenix---thanks for your courage and service!--"you go girl!")

Answer 6

I've come close quite a few times as I rode and trained horses for years so I've had a number of falls where I blacked out, I was thrown head first into the road.
My horse was attacked by a hive of bees when I was riding him in the woods once, that was pretty wild as he bashed me into every tree around while they were attacking him.
I was poisoned with some type of wild mushrooms once, it was like something out of a movie where I projectile vomited for a long time, I was taken to the hospital and couldn't focus my eyes at all and had to be given an antidote.
I have been beaten up, shot at, had wierd things etc all very strange because I was this quiet A+ student and never smoked, drank or did drugs and still had lots of strange things happen.
The worst was I was beaten up and sexually assaulted by a psycho who was "had a voice telling him I was a bad woman" I was hit in the head so hard that I fell down and lost control of my body but I was still fully conscious. He kept hitting me for what seemed like forever. I was sure I was going to die. I found out my neighbors heard it and none of them helped me.

When these things happen to you, it's amazing the amount of detail you can remember about those incidents, its like you are very alive at the time, and you can remember everything years later.

My life is great now, I am very happy, have a very different outlook on things than most people, a great relationship with a wonderful man. I work with kids in a locked facility for juvenile offenders. I do artwork and write. I am very healthy and in good shape.

Answer 7

I came cloce five times the first time was back in 1983 when I first learned how to drive and I when to get gas in the car and I pulled out in front of a on comming car I did not see he was going between 50 to 60 miles per hour. he hit the driver side and door the cop that was on the accident said good thing you was not useing a seat belt or your hip would have been crushed, I was thrown in the passenger seat, I could not walk for a month an a half after that the car was totaled the second I was racing people off the blocks at stop lights and I jumped the gun on a light and I t-boned a car that other guy was about ready to end my life but good thing a cop was there to hold him off.
third was I was mesing with a step down tranformer 100 volt down to something and I had two alligator clips I was melting steel wool with it thinking it looked really neat and my mom said something to me I turnned to look at her and the clips sliped into by hands and I was be electicuted on the floor laying there and mom asked what is wrong.
I was yelling for her to pull the plug and I was hopeing to god tht she did not grab me cause the current was enough to hold me and her there until the fuse blows or we both die
but she did pull the plug I was ghost white for 2 hours after that and my heart beating fast
the forth was with my mother in the car and I got t-boned in the passenger side door their fault and tore the car in half my mom suffered a snapped wrist she can only see out of one eye now and her right knee is shot and Dimencia set in
the fifth was an attempt cause of something I am ashame of and will never tell anyone as long as I live, I wrapped barb wire around my neck while smelling a propain jet was opened a bit
I would have been passed on if it was not a vission. To this day I do not know how I got out of that situation. and how did all this change me? oh it change me big time! I rember when I got my license I though I was really good driver and I could get away with almost anything in a car and beat most everyone in a race.
now I find my inter power from my mis-takes and I use them to keep others from doing as I did so many years ago even though I survived does not alway means that they would to if it did happen to them to I try to help as meny people out that want to help them selves I learned that you can not help any one that does not want your help

Answer 8

Well I know you asked for mine. But I am not going to tell you mine, simply because I do not have one.

However, my husband does. He was in a really bad car wreck, he was hit my an 18 wheeler, he was driving an itty bitty honda. He was making a turn when the 18 wheeler hit him.

He had 4 cracked ribs, a broken nose, a very bad bruise from his seatbelt, the bone in his right thigh was crushed, he now has a surgical steel bar there. oh and last but not least a concusion. He also died on the pavement. The paramedics had to shock him to bring him back.

I have asked him did it change his view on life. According, to him he now feels as if every life has a purpose, you will not go on to the next world untill that purpose is served.

Hope that helps.

And one last thing, there are 2 roads leading to the road that my parents live at, which is were I lived while my husband and I where dating. The above wreck was on one of those roads. Appx. 4-5 yrs later, he had another wreck at the other road. He claims coming to visit me was going to kill him. hehehe!

Answer 9

I've had meningitis, almost shot (accidentally) by a drunk (bullet was within 6 inches of my HEAD),choked into unconsciousness(3 times),ended up in convulsions from drinking(alcohol poisoning is NOT fun), faced down a suicidal friend wielding a butcher knife,there's more...but how close does it have to be?
Each of those things that happened? I knew I could have died...I could see it, feel it, all that. But do YOU consider that close?
All I have ever wanted was a quiet normal life, but odd ball things happen to me.
As for how I live/view life now? Um, I don't go out much!lol. No, seriously, I just live. Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I ain't dead yet, so...

Answer 10

I slipped with an industrial razor knife at work and jammed it into my wrist about an inch and a half. Cut a vein, muscle and missed the tendon by about half a millimeter. Almost bled to death out back at a hardware store. I tried walking back inside but my vision started going purple and then I passed out. Kind of sucked and now people see my scar and start asking too many "are you ok" type questions.