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Have you faced death? How did you cope?

Had a severe allergic reaction to penicillin, when I was about five. Was throwing up blood, amongst other things. A couple of years ago, I drank half a bottle of promazine (old-skool antipsychotic) after drinking to the point of paralysis. I'll never know why I did it, really. I collapsed within a couple of minutes. Then I just have slight memories of being on a drip, and being hooked up to a heart monitor, with wires. I spent the next 15 hours, or so, being observed. It took me ages to come round, and my blood pressure was dangerously low. My girlfriend was crying, next to my bed, because she thought I was going to die. I was too out of it to even understand what was going on, let alone think about death (I spent most of the time unconscious). I was sleepy for the next day or so, after being discharged. I avoided a hangover, though, which was definitely the only positive to come from it. I certainly look after myself a lot better, now. I was lucky, and I'm glad I survived.

Some amazing stories, in this thread.
 
Mines a fun near death story really. We hired some quads in Thailand on Koh Phanang, we went off looking for some random waterfall. Went round this corner, up a really steep hill, the road had been concreted over at this point. The road was cut into the side of the big hill and recent rain had washed a load of the gravel and soil from the hill onto the concrete.

Unbeknown to me, my rear tyres had worn bold, my mates flew off up the road and round the next corner even with 2 on the bike but my tyres were loosing traction and I was going nowhere all of a sudden.

Next thing I know rather than spinning I'm sliding backwards towards the edge of this road, which is a big drop off the side, the coconut tree tops were at eye level as I slid.

As in most stories it went slo-mo, i tried turning the lock the other way but I was too close to the edge, strangely as the rear wheel went over I first thought of my deposit then thought ner, its me or the bike and I flung myself as far to the concrete as possible.

As I landed face down on some dirt I heard crashing, repeated beeping as the bike rolled over and over pressing the horn button and then nothing. I was just lay on the baking hot road in the middle of fucking nowhere and my mates hadnt noticed I wasn't behind me.

Eventually my mate appeared at the top of the hill, they slid very tentatively back down and we managed to get to a resort where I got cleaned up and drank some johnny walker. We got the hire company out and this Thai version of lara croft absailed down the hill with a machete, cut a path, tied a rope to the quad and about 12 men and a hilux eventually dragged it back up, it was so fucking mangled and I would have been too, plus if I had gone with the quad, I'd have never been found.

Amazingly they drove me back to Ban Thai, gave me a bill for about £100 then a brand new quad and told me not to crash it.
 
Don't think I'd get back on one after that, I wouldn't even get on one now. :D
 
acidliam said:
Mines a fun near death story really. We hired some quads in Thailand on Koh Phanang, we went off looking for some random waterfall. Went round this corner, up a really steep hill, the road had been concreted over at this point. The road was cut into the side of the big hill and recent rain had washed a load of the gravel and soil from the hill onto the concrete.

Unbeknown to me, my rear tyres had worn bold, my mates flew off up the road and round the next corner even with 2 on the bike but my tyres were loosing traction and I was going nowhere all of a sudden.

Next thing I know rather than spinning I'm sliding backwards towards the edge of this road, which is a big drop off the side, the coconut tree tops were at eye level as I slid.

As in most stories it went slo-mo, i tried turning the lock the other way but I was too close to the edge, strangely as the rear wheel went over I first thought of my deposit then thought ner, its me or the bike and I flung myself as far to the concrete as possible.

As I landed face down on some dirt I heard crashing, repeated beeping as the bike rolled over and over pressing the horn button and then nothing. I was just lay on the baking hot road in the middle of fucking nowhere and my mates hadnt noticed I wasn't behind me.

Eventually my mate appeared at the top of the hill, they slid very tentatively back down and we managed to get to a resort where I got cleaned up and drank some johnny walker. We got the hire company out and this Thai version of lara croft absailed down the hill with a machete, cut a path, tied a rope to the quad and about 12 men and a hilux eventually dragged it back up, it was so fucking mangled and I would have been too, plus if I had gone with the quad, I'd have never been found.

Amazingly they drove me back to Ban Thai, gave me a bill for about £100 then a brand new quad and told me not to crash it.
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So many tourists die every year on those feckin death traps... You couldn't pay me to hire one!

I almost died in hospital from sepsis that turned into meningitis. It was weird, you just kind of accept it after the initial panic. To be fair I was on ridiculously high amounts of morphine, and I couldn't lift my head or look at any lights. I was more concerned with the fact I couldn't go for a piss for something like 2 days straight. When I finally went kabooooom. I made sure to do it in a jug (I couldn't have made it to the toilet any way), and it was over 700 ml, followed by another 500-600ml about an hour later :D.
 
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