Near Death Experiences
 

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I'm heavily allergic to a certain type of wasp, and I stepped on a nest once a long time ago. I got stung and my throat started to swell up and I was covered in hives. I got sent to the hospital and they injected me with stuff that made me fall asleep instantly. I woke up fine.

My friend shot me with an air rifle within a few feet one time too, it kinda hurt.

I've had times where I've been really sick (from a combo of my stomach problem and whatever pot I was smoking) and I thought I was going to die because I was shaking and throwing up everywhere hahahah (one time was at the old Capital actually) But I wouldn't call it a near death experience.

Damn, I hate side effects from weed. I get them all the time. Especially when they're mixed with random chemicals that you're unaware of :S

on christmas 2004 i got in a car accident on the driver's side. if my car would have stopped two feet further from where it was, i would've been killed on impact. i walked away without any injuries of any sort...my glasses didn't even break.

earlier this year, when my girlfriend and i were between moving out of our old apartment and into our new one, we were coming home from work, and as we were walking in the door a truck horn started blaring, not *beep beep beep*, but *beeeeeeeeeep*. it kept on for about a minute or so, and when it stopped, 4 gunshots rang out, followed by 4 more. 1 house over, some guy's car had gotten shot up.

when i was in 9th grade, some dude got his brains blown out right in front of my house, and one of the bullets were never found.

I have bad luck with weed haha.
I once did a 3 joint session with 3 other friends, then after my friend kept fainting :( I thought she was going to die and started crying haha. I'm horrible in situations like that, but luckily my friend Chris was there to help her. :(

That's lucky :D
That kind of happened to my friend Nick. He tends to not use his head sometimes, so he got drunk and went joy riding in his mom's mini van. Ended up crashing into a tree or pole and like totaled the van. He walked away perfectly fine too, he should have died.

That's crazy val-holla. Shit that's really lucky! yesterday I was at the mall to buy bus tickets and there was some guy slashing people's faces, and there was this guy walking around with his cheek nearly in two pieces, it was really gross. The cops weren't even there yet so I left pretty quickly.

I've never ended up passsing out luckily! For me the worst one I've had was smoking weed mixed with some chemical... and I was doing it with the biggest druggie of the school so he didn't really get any side effects, but I got side effects along the same lines of prostatitis, and they stayed for 1 1/2 months. Really embarrasing though, and I'm still having the effects, just in a way lower degree.

I would have shit my pants. I'm so afraid of knives :o
Even if someone I trust a lot (say... my mom) is using one around me I get really really nervous and think they're going to kill me. Getting stabbed is my worst fear.


That's really shitty :(
I've never had long lasting side effects or anything. I just get really clammy and shaky and puke my guts out hahaha.

It's the only time something's happened to me long term, so I've stayed away from the weed for a while. My new thing is cigarettes and datura. cigarettes are good every once in a while, I just don't want to get addicted. Love em' though. Datura is super fun too, if you take enough you can hallucinate for 2 entire days. Bad part is is that it can give you permanant brain damage, and kill you if you overdose. I like it that you can take it in any form though. Smoke seeds, eat seeds, smoke plant, eat plant, or you can make it into a tea.

I don't know much about datura, but it sounds sweet :)

I've tried it a few times. Last time I took it, I looked down at the carped and it was moving around without moving my feet, it was really trippy, and the wire in our heater was waving up and down. It's a little like acid, but you don't feel a high and you just hallucinate.

I was seven at the time and in second grade. My mother & stepfather went to buy a used car from one of my stepfather's Navy Seabee buddies out in Saucier, MS which was a short trip from where we lived in Gulfport. Upon arriving, I started to play with their three or four year-old daughter. I remember digging the slope of the land because Gulfport was so nearly uniformly flat except for a suburb called Norwood Hills. We wandered off & they had a well or reservoir of some sort on the property which was like this edifice open on two sides with a roof over it. There were planks on either side less than a foot wide. They way I remember it, I was exploring and showing-off for the little girl &, balancing myself, got about halfway across until I fell in by trying to pick up or balance myself on a piece of wood that was there. When I fell in, the water level was not high enough for me to reach the ledge & just pull myself out. I also had never taken any swimming lessons (I did after that) & was unfamiliar with treading water. I naturally panicked & remember surfacing three times and seeing the little girl staring back motionless & in shock staring back at me each time. After going under that final time, I accepted that my life was over & that this was my moment of death. The house, which was about a hundred yards away must have been reached by the girl & everyone must have been alerted. It was actually her dad that pulled me out & gave me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. As I discerned that my consciousness was becoming extinguished, I remember not seeing a white light, but seeing flashes of scenes from my life in rapid succession. As I look back, it seems as if it were my whole past & also my whole future, but also the whole past & whole future of everyone on Earth. I'm sure this is just how my brain later interpreted whatever happened, but it did occur in accordance to other near-death accounts in the respect that time slowed down immensely & what probably was only minutes or seconds seemed to continue on for a very, very long time.

I think I wrote about this at the old board at least once, & more on this is excerpted from a previous post: http://www.sonicyouth.com/gossip/sho...hlight=drowned
I broke my leg as a six-month old infant when i fell down the stairs in a townhouse. per the cliche, i was also dropped right on my head once as a baby. One time I was kicked in the head by a man much larger than myself who was wearing steel-toed workboots when I was twenty.
But on to the past maladies.
When I was seven I had a near-death experience & nearly drowned to death. I didn't speak & barely ate or drank for about 2 weeks after it. I wouldn't go to school & read in my room & this is when I began to draw things constantly which I continued to do for years afterwards. After wasting away until I looked like dehydrated malnourished skeleton, I was taken to the hospital & diagnosed with meningitis & told that I was terminal. I forget how it came about, but a short while after that it was explained to me that I had asthma & I took the skin tests & came up allergic to just about everything. For many years, i was given a regimen of allergy treatment shots twice weekly. I took a plethora of medications & up to 6 or 7 different types of pills a day at some points in the illness. I was taken to the emergency room with asthma attacks too many times to remember & was told after one attack that it was a chronic attack which meant that there was a 25% chance of me dying without the doctors being able to do anything about it. Typically, when I went to the emergency room they would take blood, hook an I.V. into my arm, make me deep breathe & force me to drink like a gallon of water & administer one to several epinephrine (adrenaline) shots to get me breathing again. Many times I was allowed to go home after that, but on at least on 10 ocassions (if not more) I was hospitalized afterwards for 2 weeks to a month with an I.V. in my arm. One time we were on vacation visiting relatives & I had had a serious attack & was taken to the hospital; when I was left alone, I ripped the I.V. out of my arm & proceeded to amble around the military base aimlessly until some M.P.s brought me back to the hospital room.
And then one day around age 16 I just told my mother that I wasn't going anymore for allergy shots. I stopped taking all the pills. I was told that I was "possessed" because I made such a loud, violent scene every time I was told I had to go to the hospital. Thank God I was one of the ones that "grew out" of asthma. It's terrifying not being able to breathe. I kept my inhalers & kept using them less & less until I was about age 20. I have now been a two pack a day smoker for over 15 years & have had no asthma attacks in all that time. I never get allergic reactions or hayfever, not even if the wind is blowing pollen right in my face. I haven't been sick in almost three years & the last time was only because the people I was living with at that time were sick. That was, in fact, the only time I've gotten a flu even since I started posting at the fan forum back on '02. I eat reasonably healthy & fairly well, but nothing too overboard for too long a time & I drink a good deal of water every day. < I know, too much is bad for the kidneys. > Back in the emergency room during those days when I was ill, drinking water was like trying to drink gasoline. Nowadays, I love water. The biggest health problem I've had was that one day after a typical binge of what have you, I woke up & a spot on one of my feet was cold & numb. I had just met a man the day before that lived on my street & hung out on his porch a lot that had just had one of his lower legs amputated due to blood vessel blockage, so I believe my injury was a sympathetic psychosomatic ailment. The numb spot grew over a few days until one of my whole feet went numb & it was difficult to walk or get around. I called the hospital & made an appointment with a neurologist. The next day the spot was shrinking again & it went away on the night before the day of the appointment. When I go to get a check-up once every year & a half or so, the nurses & the doctor always are dumbfounded that all my vitals & weight & everything is normal given the vices that I have. They still tell me that I have to quit smoking though, of course.
val-holla-ing also makes me remember a time as a child when I was in the backseat & the door came open by itself. My mother then wrecked into another car. We were going fifty-five when it happened & miraculously & thankfully, no one was injured.

Damn Atari, that's terrible! Sorry to hear about all that. I know what it's like for the allergy shots. I had to take them every week for years as well

Two times i was just driving down the road, (once a highway) , and then just woke up in the back of an ambulance.

I was walking down the street, and some guy comes up and shoots me in the stomach and runs. Was in the hostoital for two months.

I was in a band with a guy who was clinically dead and then in a coma for 3 months.
He remembers a bunch of visions from that time; conversations with his deceased father, etc.
He is a pretty eccentric fellow in any case, and "coming back from the dead" has only added to his mystique.

a regular Slash or Nikki Sixx ^ there;
they say Dave Mustaine has died clinically six times & that he professes born-again christianity now.

clinically dead, not me.
they labeled my incidents in other fashions.
i've never been in a coma though. I wonder what thats like ?*

It took him a LONG time to be able to function physically after that. Your body totally atrophies. It's not like movies where people just "wake up;" he couldn't even walk at first, and had a cane for quite some time.

in the case of the rock stars they had a heroin (& a combination of other substancess) overdose so they died in the emergency room only temporarily until the adrenaline could be administered into their heart to wake them up (they didn't spend an extended time "dead".)

Kill Bill vol. 1 makes a glancing attempt at post-coma atrophy plausibility hehe.

When I was in third grade I crashed my bike into my neighbors garage after pedaling fast as hell down my steep street when my brakes gave out. My head hit the dead on the corner of the concrete blocks. It was pretty much the only day I ever wore a helmet......I broke the shit out of my wrist. The doctor said I could have died without my helmet.....that's about it. Come give me a bowl pack.

-I got involved in a carcrash, we were driving in a truck. the guy behind us was squished.
-when I was 5 my dad left me and by brothers in the car and he forgot to turn on the brakes. The car just drove itself on the road and almost of a cliff.
-I got run over by car, multiple times
-I got a rock thrown on my head and i started to bleed real bad.

That's it... I think.

i was driving to chattanooga on the interstate and had just finished a cigarette after having smoked half of a joint. i began to feel a tingling/numbness in my chest and 15 minutes later much to my horror this had spread to my whole body. at the height of my panic a large bug hit my windshield right in my eyeline as an ambulance rushed by. i knew i was dying. i pulled off and called 911. as i was talking to this woman on the phone pacing back and forth on the asphalt it began to go away. i told the woman this and said i was fine. i got back to the interstate but sure enough aobut 20 minutes later my whole body was kind of numb and tingling. i called 911 again and the ambulance came. i didnt know what the fuck was going on but by the time the ambulance found me i was fine. they were not happy.

i never have wierd reactions to the weed so im still not sure what this was.

i was stung by a poisonous fish as a child and had to seek very quick first aid or i would be in serious trouble. i had a big red line of poison running up my leg.

Yeah. I overdosed on pain killers too.

Also, I once smoked a bunch of pot and then did nitrous while I was blazed. I blacked out and woke up the next morning in my own vomit.

Drugs suck.

I was in a car accident once. My dad was driving and we were at an intersection and we had the green. then this blue pickup truck comes darting through a red light and nails my side of the car, missing the door by about a foot. I wasn't wearing a seatbelt either. No harm done though.

ive been in 5 car crashes where the car has been written off. i didn't get hurt in any of them though. im pretty lucky.
first three where with my dad,
-him driving into a car in front
-him driving into the car in front whist at some traffic lights, then panicing and getting confused about what is the excellerater (sp) and which is athe brake and so driving into him again.
-someone drove into the back of our car whilst at an intersection
-with my child minder, she parken on a sight hill and didn't put the hand brake on so we slid down the hill and into a tree.
-with my mum, the cars engine blew up and the bonnet flew off the car.
last year i fell down some stairs and broke my tail bone (very embarissing) and i seriously thought that i was going to die when i was falling though. it was so scary.

I forgot some. When I was about six I fell 20 feet from a tree onto a prickly bush, I didnt almost die but it sucked.
The same age, same place, my friend had a dog and it started chasing me then its chain got wrapped around my neck and I did almost get killed or royally fuk'd up.

A crazy kid who lived about a block away from me when I was like 7 threatened me and attempted to kill me numerous times. One time, he choked my little tiny dog with it's own collar and when I yelled for him to stop he tried to strangle me. I'm bigger than him, though. I always won.

that reminds me of another time. I was fighting some kids when I was 7 or so and this other kid told him to bite me. So he did, taking a chunck out of my right forearm. It looked gross but it didn't really bleed.

I havn't had any, but my boyfriend's had like five. Once he fell off a cliff while skiing and held on to a branch for like twenty minuted before some people he knew found him and pulled him up.

the only time i felt i was going to die was in 1998; i was 20 and in the isolated e.r. at 4 AM. my breathing was rapid, as was my heartbeat; skin covered with a mildly chilled sweat; unable to swallow; pain in my neck, left shoulder, left arm. at the very least, i figured i was having a heart attack.

after being observed for 7 hours and having the standard tests performed, it was determined i had costochondritis, a musculo-skeletal condition that affects cartilage. it most commonly strikes the cartilage near the rib cage, and so it was in my case. a "flare-up" frequently mimics a heart attack and is scary as hell if you aren't aware you have costo. actually, pretty scary even if you do know.

couple bouts with alcohol poisoning when i was a teen...nothing else.

DAMN ive got like 3295
-I was the victim of a hit and run when i was about 12. i wasnt hurt but my bike was fucked. The whole thing that somebody would hit a kid and just drive away makes me sick.
-I fell from the top )5th) story to the first story of a gigantic treehouse at a camp i went to when i was bout 7. I was saved from falling out of the bottom 30 more feet by a plank of wood impaling me on the stairs, it was very painful but stopped by my hip/pelvis.
- age 6-8 (dont remember) i was stung by a portugeuse man of war jelly fish, i went into shock but woken back up by poison control.

I overdosed on vicodin once. I just got sick and slept for about two days.

I almost got electrocuted setting up my dvd player. I touched some wierd part of the cable box when trying to move it.

atari, my dad is from gulfport! and you guys are around the same age. what's your name? it's possible you two knew eachother. my dad's name is David Switzer