I did have a date pull a gun on me once--the thought of death did cross my mind, but the situation resolved itself.
2007-09-18 15:28:05
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answered by Jack B, goodbye, Yahoo! 6
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Twice for me. Once when I was in my late teens and the other in my late 40's.
The first was when I rolled my utility, a car with a deck behind the cab, and after the accident when it was put on its wheels the roof was only inches from the front bench seat back rest. They said if I had been wearing the seat beat I would not have been thrown sideways and would have been squished.
I was 46 in '98 and had been abusing alcohol for years, and finally succumbed to it.
I spent 2 days in intensive care and another 5 days in a ward, until I had dried out.I was told that if I didn't straighten out I wouldn't see the turn of the century let alone my 50th birthday.
That scared the **** out of me, more than rolling the car did.
God works in strange ways, providing little miracle that you and the others share.
2007-09-18 23:49:26
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answered by Anonymous
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3 times actually
1) I fell off of a hay wagon onto pavement and literally cracked my head open. Brains hanging out.
2) I fell asleep at the wheel while driving over 100km (that's about 60 mph for your Americans) down the highway. I woke up literally 2 seconds before I would have ploughed headfirst into the median dividing the highway and the exit ramp.
3) I dropped a lit cigarette in my car while driving over 100km. I foolishly dove to pick it up and veered off the road onto the shoulder, a full 2 inch drop of pavement, then yanked the car back up onto the pavement causing it to rock on two wheels.
I am so blessed in all these incidents that I was not killed. I still can't believe I'm here sometimes.
blessings :)
2007-09-18 22:22:15
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answered by Anonymous
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I contracted MRSA. A couple years ago this July. It wasn't diagnosed because I didn't get it in a hospital. It looked like infected insect bites. When I couldn't drain the boils, I went to the Doctor. He said he coudln't drain them because they were fibrous, wrote for an antibiotic and told me to come back the next week.
A week later, I walked the half mile from my apt to the El stop, and another half mile from the El to the Doctor's office. It was like walking underwater. I was really wishing I'd rescheduled.
The doc took my blood pressure and called the paramedics.
Two hours later, I was in surgery. They kept me in the hospital for 6 days. If you don't live in the US, they send people who have heart bypasses home the next day.
A lot of people commented on my being a really tough guy. But, if I'd slept in that day I would have been dead before nightfall.
2007-09-18 22:19:55
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answered by Anonymous
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I have been dead on two occasions. Once in Vietnam and one HELL of a good Medic brought me back. Again I was caught under a car and an excellent emergency room staff revived me on that one. I'm like a cat, 9 lives and have used up two already.
BB,
Raji the Green Witch
2007-09-18 22:19:04
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answered by Raji the Green Witch 7
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Too many times to tell, a drunken Spanish policeman pointing his gun at me and meaning it, swimming in crocodile infested waters, diving something like 80 feet into the sea, working at 250 feet high and only a 9 inch wide board to stand on, etc. often after something silly has happened I think to myself...
satan is saving something really spectacular for you mate, and one day...
2007-09-19 02:41:57
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answered by Anonymous
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My sister hit me with a baseball bat at the age of 3. A hair closer to my eye and I'd have been in the ground.
2007-09-18 21:57:19
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answered by Jody 6
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Yes.
Horse-back riding. On a mountain. On a narrow pathway. With a steep cliff. And a half-drunk horse (or at least he acted half-drunk).
No need to explain the details.
2007-09-18 23:31:29
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answered by DEPRESSED™ Volatile Tempter 3
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