Damn, that is close! Glad to hear you're okay.
My latest close call (yes, I've had more than one) was about 3 months ago. Just sitting at home when all of sudden I couldn't breathe. After about a minute, realizing that I was getting worse by the second, I called 911.
I managed to croak out my name and address and then blacked out. Woke up in the ambulance with two EMTs working on me like crazy. Get to the hospital and I'm completely surrounded by all kinds of medical staff doing all manner of things to me; needles, tubes, lights, more needles.
Turns out that it was pretty close. If I had waited one more minute to call, I wouldn't have made it.
Worse part is, they have no idea what happened to me. They tested me for just about everything: poisons, drugs, allergic reactions, asthma, pulmonary embolism; anything and everything that could have caused my lungs to seize.
Have your water heater and AC furnace checked out. You may have CM leaking out into the air of your house. If that is th ecase it will happen again, children are especially suseptible.
One of my personal brushes with death ( yes more than once ) I was driving in Houston TX 8 AM traffic on I-10 with my best friend in an 83 Volkswagen Scirrocco- GOD I miss that car! circa febuary 1992. WE had left Jackson, Mississippi the nigth before around 11 pm and i hda been drivign all night with no sleep. I was doing about 80 or 85 mph int he far left hand lane of a six lane, and had only JUST cleared a large cluster of traffic in the southwestern section of I-10's pass through Houston when I hear a loud POP!
I looked at me bud Joe and asked him if he heard it, he's like " yeah, must' a been a backfire somewhere. " then WHAMMO!! The back end of the car lifts up and all I know are squealing tires, th eworl da pin like no one's buisness, and Joe screamin his head off!
It was like time was standing still! We were spinning around and around across the highway and then we were facing oncoming traffic sliding sideways on the driver's side tires toward the barrier wall over the feeder road, I was looking UP at Joe- who was still screamign bloody murder! When the car finally came to a complete halt perfectly centered in the shoulder breakdown lane facing the wrong direction.
Joe and I were like Steve Martin and John Candy ( him being more like Mr Candy ) in Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, just in that " Thank you GOD fro not killing us " moment for a few seconds lookign at each other in stunned silence, then Joe says " I'm gonna fucking kill you John. " all calm and collected and we fall out of the car laughing hysterically, literally not able to quit laughing. It was REALLY wierd. All the whielk a cop is starign at us from his car not 25 feet in front of us, and what deos he do??? Fuckign drives off.
We look out across the highway at 3 looping sets of tire marks and then at how close we were to crashign through the barrier wall. Miraculously no other cars had been close enough to hit us, no one else wrecked, or even stopped!
Turns out there was a bolt that held the rear axle onto the frame of the car that had broken allowign the right rear tire to drop back and catch in the tire well which locked it up....basically it was like throwing on the emergency break at 85mph.
I remember thinking clearly enough to take the car out of gear and let go of the wheel to keep my arms from breaking while it was spinnign and then catch the wheel and steer into the skid when the spinnign slowed down.
I am not religious, btu I do not believe in " luck " either. Maybe beign an aggressive driver saved my life or the fact that Joe was in the passenger seat and outwieghed me by a good 50 pounds. maybe it was teh other drivers reactions to what happened. Or maybe it was havign enough room to absorb the speed on a flat hot surface..... I don't know, but I DO look back at that experience and ask myself if I REALLY think it had more to do with a series of perfect circumstances that all just happened to work together to make sure I did nto die that day as all likelihood would have had otherwise, or maybe somethign else??
I know this sounds like BS, but I swear on my hands and fingers every word is true.
