April 21, 2006

Three near misses

By the laws of averages, I am not supposed to be here....

First, in 1972, I nearly died from appendicitis. Stomach was hurting me for a couple of days. When I refused food I was taken to the doctor because my mother knew I had to be ill. Dr Bell said take her to hospital immediately. Operated on that same night. Told mummy that if they didn't come out by a certain time, well.....

But I made it.

Then, when I was about 17 or 18, I was driving down Jacks' Hill, trying to keep up with a friend in front of me who lived on the hill. I had on the regular car lights. I switched it on at a point and saw a white concrete wall in front of me which I barely avoided. My brother was in the car with me. Not sure if he knew that was a near miss. I was going pretty fast.

Then in 2004, was being driven back from Alpart from cricket. We were in a line of traffic with a clear vision of what was ahead. The driver decided to overtake, then at the same time, the car he was overtaking decided to overtake the one infront of him, without indicating! I am sure I let out an expletive, then closed my eyes when I saw us going over onto the soft shoulder of the side of the incoming traffic. We were going at at least 80 miles per hour. If there was a lamp pole on the other side, or if a car was coming, that would have been it. "Cricket journalist killed in three car collision". But the driver was very skillful, and remained very calm.

So have you had any near misses that you still count your blessings for?

Posted by yamfoot at April 21, 2006 01:06 AM
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Yah twice I nearly drown and once I was stranded at sea on a fibre glass fishing boat that had run out of gas. I suspect that may be my route out of this world...I hope not b/c I think that is a pretty painful and frightening way to go.

Posted by: Dekkah at April 21, 2006 11:48 PM

Went into shock after surgery.It was kinda dramatic but I dunno if it was a near miss of such.

Posted by: kami at April 24, 2006 08:15 PM

I vividly remember one Saturday morning going across the road from Waterloo Road coming from that narrow road that goes directly to Grants Pen/Barbican Road intersection just after you go over the bridge going over the hill. I remember feeling a slight push and just then a car passed me fast and i felt such a chill, because I realised that without my knowing I could have been seriously knocked down. I turned to see if there was anyone close to me that had pushed me. Guess what? There was no one there. Believe me, I know angels exist.

Posted by: nubianjagirl at April 24, 2006 09:56 PM

Almost drowned when I was 12.

Was at the beach with friends at Frenchman's Cove in Portland and I was swiming quite a way out when I got a serious cramp, in my leg. Serious enough that I went under and took in enough water to start panicking.

A friend of mine Natalie Anderson was beside me and realised that I was in trouble and reached over and helped me. SHE SAVED MY LIFE.

I've seen her ocassionally recently and always reminded her about how she saved my life. She was very emabarrassed when I recounted it to her husband when I first met him.

Posted by: Dale at May 4, 2006 09:27 PM
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