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Your Nearest Death experience.
#31
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
Came off my bike when a ute ran a red light.

I hit him at about 40 kph, wrote off my bike, and went over the bonnet.

It was then that I discovered my heart isn’t as strong as I thought (yes, I had one once), and encountered oossibly the most inept ambulance crew in Sydney.
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#32
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
(December 29, 2019 at 9:55 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: Came off my bike when a ute ran a red light.

I hit him at about 40 kph, wrote off my bike, and went over the bonnet.

It was then that I discovered my heart isn’t as strong as I thought (yes, I had one once), and encountered oossibly the most inept ambulance crew in Sydney.

Something I've never understood is how the community will tolerate paying paramedics minimum wage, at least in California, and I don't expect from elsewhere. Given the immense responsibility, I think they should be better compensated.
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#33
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
(December 29, 2019 at 10:24 pm)Fireball Wrote:
(December 29, 2019 at 9:55 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: Came off my bike when a ute ran a red light.

I hit him at about 40 kph, wrote off my bike, and went over the bonnet.

It was then that I discovered my heart isn’t as strong as I thought (yes, I had one once), and encountered oossibly the most inept ambulance crew in Sydney.

Something I've never understood is how the community will tolerate paying paramedics minimum wage, at least in California, and I don't expect from elsewhere. Given the immense responsibility, I think they should be better compensated.

I agree completely.

The one who was working on me after the accident was an idiot and wouldn’t listen to me.
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#34
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
I feel like my childhood is a whole blur of stuff that could have been deadly if the worst possible thing would have happened.  Playing around abandoned derelict houses, rock fights, going down old train tunnels. Climbing up everything.   

I remember climbing over so many large spiked fences, the tall ones with three prongs on each spike, and everyone doing it like it was normal, even in the pouring rain when it would be slippy.  One very very large girl from my school slipped on one once was impaled by the calf and left hanging upside down which was pretty brutal. 

I remember a few road related things, like crossing in a bad spot, nearly getting clipped by a car and later thinking "Oh shit I could have died there." 

I don't think I really have an impressive story to tell of one specific incident, just a bunch of vaguely risky things I remember doing that I don't think I would do these days.


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#35
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
About ten years ago, I collapsed in the urgent care waiting room due to blood loss from a bleeding stomach ulcer. They rushed me to ER, and I had to lie in an inverted hospital bed for several hours, and then received a blood transfusion.
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#36
RE: Your Nearest Death experience.
Probably told this one before: In '07 I got too much oxycontin* and went into full respiratory arrest. When I realized what was happening I threw Brenda her coat, grabbed mine and ran for the truck. I couldn't speak so I couldn't tell her where to so, I had to drive with my O2 tanks on empty. Made it to the hospital, five blocks away and crumpled on the waiting room floor. They put a tube down my throat as I was lying there, awake. All kinds of fun.


*Drs. said I probably forgot I had taken a dose and dropped another one too soon.
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