Going to tooronto and almost got in accident and crashed on highway some cunt cut us off and the car went out of control kept swinging left to right like 5 times and somehow it got back on track. It was unreal

that was the most recent

I've got two that I could have killed me.

The first was my cousin and I were racing around my neighborhood in a 2 person go-cart, easily going like 50+mph. My cousin was driving and I was in the passenger seat, and he took a sharp turn at full speed. The go-cart slid and eventually rolled a couple of times. Both of us, including the go-cart, were pretty banged up but had no serious damage. We got lucky cause neither of were wearing helmets.

The other was my friend and I decided to have a swim race across a river. Neither of anticipated how strong the current was and how cold the water was when we got about halfway through. We made it the other side, both exhausted. We gathered ourselves and caught our breath and had to swim back across to get to our car. Not a smart move on our part, especially since a lot of people have drowned in that river.

I seriously nearly drowned in my neighbor's pool when I was, oh, 7 or so.

Went over to chill a bit, and decided to try and take a dip. Unfortunately, I forgot I didn't know how to swim (at least without floaties.)
I panicked, as I went in too deep, and was choking on water.
I tried to call out to the neighbor's son and his friend, but they didn't hear me.

Thank God, my neighbor came out and saw me flailing.
That was an extremely close-call...

After that, my mom made me take some swim lessons at the YMCA.
P.S. @OP - That's too bad. Hope your recovery goes well.
It probably would've been good if you got some of her information, just in case further issues arise in your health. Hopefully, though, that shouldn't be the case.

I would've sued if I were you.

Thankully I've never had a moment where death would be a possible outcome but hell I bet it would be fun.

I was walking down the street at night, and a car without it's lights on turned the corner and was going kinda fast.

If it would of hit me, I might've been really bad.

I panicked and thought it would be a great idea to jump. It was.

I landed on the hood of his car, which scared the balls out of him and we both swirved into a ditch.

Why would I think "Hey, I'll just jump and land on his hood!!" I don't know, but it worked.

Thats the correct way to avoid being severly injured by a car.... too bad i was on my bike and i couldnt do anything pretty much

I've had a couple that I remember.

They both happened around the same time about 13 years ago.

Once was on the highway in New Jersey, I was around 17 or 18, driving with 3 other friends. We were lost going to a hotel for a party and I thought I took the right exit, my friend says get back on the highway and I got right back on and next thing I know there is a tractor trailer on my fucking ass blowing his horn. That truck must have been going at least 70mph, good thing I was driving a bmw, I stepped on the gas and flew like no tomorow. Didn't get hit thank God.

The other incident happened when I was alone driving back from some place. I was going at regular speed, 45mph and while changing lanes I think there was a construction cone or some object that was randomly there that shouldn't have been, I must've hit it somehow and caused my car to start swirving like crazy back and forth maybe 6 times when I was in the middle lane. I nearly almost hit the car left of me, then when it swirved right almost hit the car right of me. I got into superman think fast driving mode and fucking somehow avoided to crash into any cars and this is in moderately high moving traffic mind you. Anyway, my car ends up facing front first as it turns 180 degrees on the highway and all of a sudden all traffic stopped. It was a miracle that I survived that shit. All I remember was my car was smoked from the tires. I turned around and got off the exit with my heart pounding extremely fast and trembling in fear I parked somewhere safe and walked around the car, there was not a single scratch.

My deployment to Afghanistan. I had more near death experiences than I'd care to remember.

I've had several near death experiences, starting from the second I was born.

I was born dead, I had suffocated myself with the umbilical chord, and I had to be revived the second I was born. After that, I was fine, until I was 7 years old. We went to a hotel in Phoenix to visit relatives and I jumped into the pool when the rest of my family was still inside the hotel room. My parents started to look for me, and I had already begun to drown. Paramedics had to give me CPR to bring me back. So that's strike two for me.

The third instance where I almost died was about three years ago. I began taking allergy shots to help me deal with my seasonal hay fever. While, one day after getting the shot, I began to drive home and starting having trouble breathing. My entire body was red, and I was covered in large hives. I called an ambulance and was rushed to the ER. They had the oxygen on full power and I still was barely getting any air into my body because my throat was beginning to swell shut. They pumped me full of meds directly into my veins and kept me on oxygen for several hours. Eventually they got me back to normal and out of the anaphylactic shock I was in. They said I was lucky that I had taken a tablet of Benadryl while waiting for the ambulance to arrive because it helped buy enough time to keep my throat open long enough until they could assist me further with the IVs they gave me. So, I've almost died three different times, which really sucks.

Both times were vehicle related.

The first one was completely everyone in the cars fault. For some odd reason my buddy who was driving turned on a techo mix tape in his car and and had a strobe light in the car. Now the was nobody on the road due to it being a "back road" and it was 1 a.m., but we pretty much started raving in the car and he was purposely swerving and lost control of the car. We spun around about four times and all I saw were pine trees coming my way. The next thing I knew the car stopped and I looked to the right of me and I was literally a foot away from a huge group of trees. If we hadn't stopped then me and my buddy who was sittin the passenger seat in front of me would have died.

The second time was on a busy interstate, and I was asleep in the back-seat of an SUV, while my folks were driving. I had my head leaning against the right side of the vehicle and I slowly started to wake, and all of the sudden this car comes flying of the frontage road across one side of the interstate. Now this car is literally headed straight for my side of the vehicle and is about hit me when all of the sudden the driver smashed into a light-pole that we just so happen to be on the other side of for a split-second. I later found out that the car was stolen from a nearby car lot and the theft was trying to get as far as he could before the cops could catch him. But thanks to a light-pole he's in jail.

Well the worst one was when I was in grade 6 and it was more about my dad than me. See my family had gone camping and went for a hike up this cliff. Everything was just fine until my dad stepped on a hive of wood wasps. My dad is allergic to bee stings, severely and was stung about 15 times. Added to that fact he didn't have his epi-pen with him and we were about a 20 run down the cliff and back to the camp through heavy forest and steep terrain. Me and my sister got stung pretty bad too but he got the worst.

Anyways he and my one aunt run a head, hoping that if he dropped she might be able to make it to camp get the pen and get back in time for him not to be dead. So my other aunt is in charge of getting the rest of us back safely. The whole time me and my sister are thinking our dad is dead. We get back to camp and he's sitting at a picknick table smoking a cigar and drinking a beer. Turns out he wasn't allergic to wood wasps since they don't have much venom and don't leave their stingers behind.

The closest I ever came to dying was oddly enough when we were camping a few years later. There were 2 suspended rafts in the lake, me and my cousin were on the one further out. Some fat kids went to the more shallow one and flipped it which popped the styrafoam block out from underneath. I figured I could catch it before it got too far. Long story short I was probably about 10 seconds from drowning in the middle of the lake before I finally caught it. I remember thinking to myself "Holy shit I think I'm going to die." Lucky I didn't, but the swim back took about twice as long since I was going against the current and towing a large block of styrafoam.

One time I was about maybe 8, I went outside when the tornado sirens were going off, and it was a bad thunderstorm. I'm a fucking dumbass standing on the porch when lightning strikes literally almost 3 inches away from me and I fall down scared fucking shitless and I was brought into the house and shit.

At 17 I stood at the train tracks waiting for a train to strike me, but then my best friend called me and that persuaded me that this was a bad idea.

This summer I took off my clothes and stood on the other side of the banister ready to let a river take my life, but I was too hesitant, and two people stopped me from doing so.

When I was three years old I fell on an old wood chest and almost bashed my brains in. The doctors said that if I had fallen a couple of more inches too the right then the corner of the chest would have easily penetrated my skull and have killed me or given me serious brain damage.

Some fat kid tried to drown me at Summer camp when I was in early elementary school. I think he was mad or something because I pushed him off a diving board for cheating in a game. He had me in a bear hug and I didn't know how to get out. I bit him and got loose but not before inhaling some chlorine water.

I just wonder what the hell the lifeguard was doing.

Once we discussed about these with a friend of mine and I realized that I have had eleven near-death experiences. Once I was saved. Once I saved this my friend's life.
One of the most thrilling situations must have been when my brother asked me to help in moving a six meter long, heavy metal pipe of a harvester. I think I was twelve years old whereas my brother would have been adult. We pulled the pipe from this crop wagon with a rope that went through a roof girder. When the metal pipe topped the wagon's walls, the huge metallic pipe sped right towards me, but I evaded it fortunately. It would have been like a truck collision - which has been too close once as well, but that's another story.
What I hate the most in near-death experiences that happen to people every once is a while is if it's caused by a dumb, maybe envious (bully) classmate. "Imma drown u nao!" very funny.

Marriage

Does nearly getting struck by lighting count?

When I was a kid, lighting struck the pole not far from my bedroom window. It was close enough that I lost feeling and control of my arm closest to it for more than a few minutes.

Then there was the time I was driving home from work. Was dumb enough to leave in middle of a heavy storm cause I couldn't stand the place. Lighting struck a tree as I was driving by it.

There were a few other times, but those were the two closest. I just seem to attract electricity. Lighting, static, making electronics go weird when I get too close to certain wires, etc.

(Maybe this is the sick reason why I'm such a Raiden fan-girl.)

I was at a pool party at a friends house. Naturally, I can't swim and a friend thought it would be funny to push me into the deep end. Yea well....not so much. I was PISSED.

Another time was when I was outside with some friends around fall/winter. There was some black ice out on the street so we're sliding along all joyful and such then all of a sudden a giant SVU comes roaring down the street. I try to get out of the way but alas, the ice has me slipping and sliding. Thankfully the driver had quick reflexes. Shouldn't have been speeding anyway :(

Another time I was on a bike and of course the breaks were shot. Another car comes speeding down the street....you get the idea.

Oh also once before I sliced a bit of my head open with a sliding door. Not exactly near death but it was pretty scary

I was almost run over by a train 2 months ago.

I was walking back home listening to my ipod after coming back from the mall..Since The Railroad is close to both the mall and my house I figured 'what the hell' and just walked along the railroad tracks. I thought that because there was an inactive train next to me that looked like it would have come from behind me...the train whose tracks I was walking on would be coming at the front of me.

Well....NOPE.

While walking I thought I heard a horn and so I turn around and see this train coming at me horn going like crazy. My immediate reaction was "Fuck That" and hopped to the third lane and eventually the rocks.

Yes I know what I did was dumb as hell. And if it wasn't for my ipod playing a non-techno/metal/hard rock song I would probably be railroadkill.

Once, when I was 3 or 4, I had an experience that shook and nearly killed me. When I was at the beach, I decided to swim a little too close to the far side and felt something pulling me. It was a rip tide. I tried to fight back but the tide was too strong. My parents didn't do anything since they thought I was playing. Water filled my mouth, I couldn't speak, and couldn't breath. I don't know whether it was luck or something else, but the tide somehow stopped and let me go. I'll never forget that moment.

When I was 10, I was at the beach with a particularly heavy undertoe. There were continuous high and heavy waves. Tired of taking them in the face, I dove under water to evade one. I was swept away in the current and violently thrashed around. I couldn't get up until I was luckily washed to shore. Had it taken me the other way, I would have drowned.

When I was 21, I was driving on the highway late night, in the rain, when my car hydroplaned and lost control. It swerved in the direction of the other side where a head on collision with a tractor trailer would have happened. I jerked the wheel, and it instead went off an enbankment. The collision with the fence in front of the woods there was very violent and sudden. I blacked out for a second, but otherwise came out without a scratch. But I don't like driving anymore...

Not the one that it happened to, but the cause:

first training with steel swords, the tip just stopped between the eyelid and the brow's bone ridge. I nearly slid 90centimeters of solid steel through my female friend's skull despite my efforts.