Describe a time where you almost died
can be anything just a time where you almost died or thought you would die
Having a ruptured appendix whilst treking in the jungle near Goa, India. Was wrongly diagnosed for 6 days whilst in continual agony by different doctors, one even wanted to operate on my pancreas (This hospital actually let me smoke in my room, once the painkillers wore off a little i did a runner from that one) Eventually found a good doctor hospital who diagnosed me straight away and got the right treatment, the survival for appendicitis in India is in single figures, another and the blood poisoning might have got me. Top travel tip in India, if you need help always look for a 'Christian' doctor/hospital as they have a much higher standard of hygine
I´m a pretty lucky bastard. When I was 3 years old I was in Bosnia. Right when the war broke out. I was outside with my grandpa and he got shot from the distance The bullet was in the height of my head. But he caught it. He survived but died 3 months later because of a bomb that took out his bus. 1 month later or so I was outside with my mother and bomb alarm sirenes went off. Suddenly everyone freaked out. There were about 3 car accidents in 5 meters away. And a bomb exploded near by. My mother crabbed me assasins creed style and got me the fuck away. Strangely I don´t remember much, but all these intense moments are pretty clear in my mind. Also... One time I drank too fucking much and on my way home 6 a.m. . I fell asleep on the street just 1 block away from home and started puking in my sleep. Luckily I was laying on my side and didn´t choke on it. Also some people saw it and called an ambulance. Also 1 car accident, 3 sick close-call caraccidents. One time of that I was stupid enough to get in a car with a drunk driver. He run a fucking red light. One night my appendix almost exploded. I was playing Miniftops ME and was pretty close to the FT (top 60 I think). Well, 6 hours later I was on the operation table and getting my appendix removed. Shitty plot-twist day.
sbkarlson-s story is too sick again, but I'll try one. I think about 8 years ago we were backcountry snowboarding in the Fagaras Mountains(where the best driving road is in the world according to Jeremy Clarckson) Anyway we descended the first part of the mountain and we had a choice, go down a steep narrow chute next to a waterfall, or take the road, which wasn't steep enough and we'd have to walk like 2-3 km-s in snow. My 2 friends were like don't be a pussy come on, it looks so sick And I was like, dude I don't think it's safe, we should've at least talked to a mountain rescue guy about the snowpack, after a bit of arguing I convinced them that better safe than DEAD. We started to walk down on the road, and the face we wanted to descend on looked even gnarlier from there, so my friends said, we are going to climb back. I wasn't going to hike down alone with wolves n shit along the road so I regretfully went with them. As we arrived to the top of the chute, a mountain rescue team ordered us back saying that a hiker started an avalanche on the same chute we wanted to go down on and it buried 5 people. It isn't a close one, but if I hadn't insisted to go on the road, that 5 people probably would have been us.
Well one of the few times I really thought I was going to die was when I was still in my bad days.. hanging out with petty criminals and gypsies, around the age of 18. I was invited by 2 brothers, both rich gypsies, to go out in South London, a rough nightclub called Cesar's. These guys were around 30yrs old and still living with their parents. I visited once. They have a dog-racing track in front of their house and when I walked in their farther told me in front of his wife that the reason his older son Billy is almost bald is from licking too much pussy and that I should not do it... Anyway, this night they take me up to London. Everything is nice and calm. It's a relaxing ride. When we get there it's 20GBP for all you can drink. A recipe for disaster! The cheapest shit, it was horrible. Lots of fights everywhere. The head bouncer was supposed to be one of the hardest in England, by reputation and he kept paying his respects to my 'friends'. He told me they were connected to the Krays (London mafia). So no problems came our way. Until it was time to go home.. Billy was steaming drunk and Johnny and I were trying to convince him not to drive. I had no money left and no way to get 35miles to my house. Billy is telling us he could be a rally driver. Didn't know what to do but in the end got in. Within 5mins even Johnny was scared. I double strapped myself with 2 seat belts as Billy went round the wrong way of roundabouts, drove on the wrong side of the road and even outran 2 police cars!! I was pretty certain there was a good chance I was going to die on that ride. I think we did the 35miles that normally took 1hr20+ in about 25mins. Thanked my lucky stars when I miraculously arrived at my parent's house! I haven't seen those guys in many years, but a few years ago I met that head bouncer again and he told me Billy was in jail for life for putting an axe into somebody's head..
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