Hey Pandas, What Was Your Closest Brush With Death? (Closed)

I was in a school lockdown in 1998, and a few months later my plane had a small failure and almost fell.

When I was about 6yrs old my brother and I were at our local swimming pool. I was standing at the edge of one of the pools about to get in when my brother accidently pushed me in. I didn't realize it was the deep end, a couple of people were just watching me struggle to swim to the edge even the life guard watched me and didnt attempt to help. My dad ended up jumping in to rescue me .

Ok, a year ago or so (before covid) my summer camp went to Mt. Olympus. me and some friends were going in the lazy river, but we were swimming in the water, not a raft. At one point, i was under water and all the rafts went above me so I couldn't go up for air. I actually thought i was gonna die, but i found a space to swim up for air. I didn't go under water after that. (longest post i made oh gosh)

When I was 13 years old I almost died from pneumonia. I don't really have a lot of details to share because I slept through most of it. I never really felt sick; I just couldn't stay awake and had zero appetite. I only realized I had an issue with lungs when I couldn't take a deep breath for the x-ray they wanted; it made me start coughing.

The second time was when someone went on a stabbing spree in a mall that I was in. I managed to be in a store that put down that thing stores usually do when they're closed (no idea what it's called) to keep him out until an off duty cop eventually shot him.

I've had several, and they always come in threes. First Story...When the traffic light turns green, I always take a second to glance left and right before I go. This has saved my life three times. All three events occurred within the same square kilometer, and I was traveling South all three times. All three times, the driver who ran the red light was speeding so excessively that I would have been mincemeat. Second Story...In the month after my daughter was born, I had three medical emergencies: pulmonary embollism, double kidney infection, and anaphylactic reaction to antibiotics. Needless to say, I survived. But I can't help but wonder how many times it's possible to beat the odds.

I was in a (minor) car accident in middle school during the winter. The car was totaled, but my mom and I survived with minor injuries.

I had a massive coronary that ended up with me actually dying several times over 14 minutes, and being put in an arctic sun device, to keep me alive. In a coma for three days with my family told not to expect me to live, and if I did, to expect massive brain damage. I actually walked out with all my faculties, as far as I'm aware.

Walked on a greenhouse and crashed through the glass roof; with some meter-long shards piercing the ground right next to my head. Got out with some bruises, a few small cuts and quite a scare. And my parents obviously needed a new roof for their greenhouse.

Also almost drowned once in Lake Balaton ...

I was about 9 y/o at the time. Sat down to watch some cartoons at 7-ish at night. Next thing I know, hands behind my back. hairy arms, their hands on my mouth..I shouted like crazy... That night is honestly a blur but that was my closest brush with death..
P.S. the man fled when my grandpa opened his door after he heard the struggles. Also, I managed to kick him several times on his pot belly.

When I was 17 I bought a motorbike and took it for a run down a straight main road. A 30 to truck came out of a side road without seeing me i crashed into the truck at about 50 MPH I hit the tyre bounced back a bit and somehow had the lorry run on to my leg. the driver tried to drive of my leg but his wheel spun and remove a lot of flesh from my leg. As luck (?) would have a dentist had been following me and he stopped his car and rushed to help. He managed to stem the bleeding but i lost a lot of blood. as this was 1967 there where no mobile phones nor where there any telephone boxes. But again I was lucky a young girl on a horse galloped of to fetch medical help which came quite quickly. I was rushed to hospital where they saved my leg and I was in hospital for three months. I only have a limp to show for it. Thank god it was the UK so I did not end up with a huge medical bill. I also got substantial damages from the courts from the truck drivers insurance.

Falling off a 50 foot cliff and landing on the rocks below. Broken leg, smashed pelvis and fractured skull. 40 years later I have arthritis in both hips and lower spine. Thanks cliff!

This all started on a common summer's day, perfect for swimming in a pool. My little sister thought it would be a wonderful idea to get on my shoulders and make our way to the deep end. Reluctantly I agreed. As we made our way to the 10-foot deep slope in the pool, someone pulled me under, but just enough to where my sister didn't notice. I think I just slipped but who knows. I was tapping on my sister's leg as I was running out of breath. I couldn't get up. I went through a state of panic. I didn't do anything but listen to my thoughts. All I heard in my mind was, "Give up, no one will notice if you give up. just drown. No one will care." And I did. My sister realized what was happening to me a little too late. My lungs screaming for air, I sunk to the bottom. As I was sinking someone pulled me back up. Gasping for air I couldn't grip on to the situation that happened. But glancing around, I saw a few things, my sister bawling her head off and the person who saved my life... my mom. It turns out someone actually cared for me after all.

When I was 22 I had my first UTI. I didn’t know the symptoms and a week later I saw a doc, got drugs and went on my way. Little did I know I was too late in treating it and I started throwing up with side pain. Again, I ignored it for a day, till the pain increased, the throwing up increased and I couldn’t really stand. I begged my twin at 2:30 AM (my roommate and fresh from drinking all night the bar) to drive me to the ER. This was before ride-share. We waited in the ER lobby for over two hours while I couldn’t even sit-up and kept throwing up. FINALLY, I was seen and they poked and prodded me in the stomach and I screamed in pain. They gave me morphine for pain and I said it was making me dizzy and they seemed happy I wasn’t some druggie looking for a fix since I wasn’t used to it. Anyway, to wrap up this wild ride I got an MRI and it turns out my UTI turned into a large abscess on my kidney and if it ruptured I would have died (toxic shock) or as they put it, “You were hours from dying.” My grandmother died from the same thing a year later.

I was given a drug by my doctor that had bad side effects. The doctor insisted it was okay, that I was imagining things. I couldn't sleep, fainted when I stood up, had body tremors, severe body pain, brain fog, heart palpitations, tinnitus and I was suddenly anorexic after being overweight my whole life, and had lost 60 lbs. I was vomiting constantly and after months of this, I was laying on my couch, and I suddenly knew that if I didn't go to the doctor right away I was going to die. Like I KNEW I was at a point of juncture. Get up and live or stay on the couch and die.
I chose life. That was 8 years ago.

i know this isnt big but sometimes i sneak around and watch tv and stuff when im supposed to be asleep. like rn lol but anyways...my house is really old, so its creaky. whenever i hear something at like 1AM i freeze, almost die, and then realize im an idiot and go back to bed.

I fell under a train

And a school fire

I was riding a horse and he wasn’t fully trained yet but he was doing well and we were going over a jump and he freaked out and I went flying over his head and my back landed on the jump. I was paralysed for a few minutes. Scariest moment of my life

well me and my father were going to chick-fil-a and a black van started to follow us, we took 4 right turns and they were still following us we stupidly went home, he parked at our mailbox he got out of the van wearing a ski mask proceeded along with a very large comrade to run at us we burst through the front door locking it behind us, we called the police they came and found nothing accept a note that said "hello Peter" i don't know anybody named peter. this is a story from my friend btw.

I almost choked to death, as a child.
I'm not sure how old I was. My grandmother retold the story, several times, as I was growing up. She didn't say what age, just "when you/she was little."
We were coming back home, from a trip, to where I don't remember either. My Uncle was driving, grandma in the passenger seat and me in the back, buckled up. (this was before car seats were used, as much as they are now).
She said she heard a sound, coming from the back, turned around and I was choking on a piece of candy she had given me.
I wasn't breathing and had my hands up to my throat.
She asked Uncle to pull over, he got me out and tried dislodging it by hitting my upper back.
He couldn't, then she tried. Neither of them knew the Heimlich maneuver.
Another car pulled over, then the man who had pulled over to help also tried dislodging it by hitting my upper back. Again, this was before the Heimlich maneuver was commonly known.
By then I'm turning blue, eyes rolled back in my head, close to being gone.
Then another man pulled over and also couldn't get it out. He gave me back to the first man who had pulled over. Then went to his knees. In prayer, fright or both, who knows.
The next time the first man who pulled over hit me in the upper back, the candy came out. I'm so thankful for those men, whose names I'll never know.
Grandma always said it was the only time she was glad to hear me cry and scream.
That meant I was alive. She wouldn't have forgiven herself if it turned out differently. She felt blessed and all these years later (I'm 52) I do too.
As I'm now a mother to 3 beautiful children and a grandmother myself, to my oldest sons two precious girls.
One of whom is named after me and her great grandma Lucy, who would have loved her so and I know watches over us all.