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(I'm an idiot who somehow posted a duplicate thread & doesn't know how to remove it.) Sorry!:p

Lets see, yes I did actually though it wasn't 100 percent sure if you know what I mean, it was uncomfortable, but strangely liberating as well.

Yes, and having faced the possiblity of death once, I am left with no fear of death anymore. I've already dealt with it:yh_sweat

My boyfriend is an insane driver, before I got pregnant we owned a little oldsmobile, it was a grama car to say the least. Well he also at the time had his jacked up Chevy shortbox which was his 4x4 vehicle, well he truck wasnt on the road but he needed to get his fix somehow. So we were driving down a country road and on the side there was a big ditch and he decided to go roaring threw the ditch. Little did we know(since it was dark out) there was a little stream in this ditch. He hit it going a good 80km/h, he hit his head off the roof of the car and I hit my head off of the windsheild. I ended up spidering his windshield with my head. I thought it was all over at that minute!!

Sounds as if Criss will come back with a new appreciation....her family, too!

I've had some close shaves plus two very near-death experiences. I nearly drowned in the Mediterranean once, but the most recent time was the closest and I would have gone in the blink of an eye and wouldn't have known a thing. Made me realise that every day has the potential to be my last

I know we all have had that rush that tells us that was to close for comfort. Myself it was when I broke my neck back in 1987. When the finally decided to go in and see what they could repair I started bleeding out on the table. This was when they first started doing spinal surgeries from the front by your carotids in order to lessen scar tissue.

Well I started bleeding I could have died right then if I wasn't the luckiest person on the planet that day and my Spinal Surgeon was the best in the west and had a full team of sugerons there just incase, and just in case happened.

Of course I didn't know this until I woke up thinking I was blind because of the stuff the had to put on my eye so as not to burn them. When my youngest sister grabbed my hand and said your not blind and wiped the stuff off and I saw the fear and pale on her face then I knew.. I said why did they let you and Don my brother-in-law (Thoraic Sugeron=Heart Doc) in to the OR Then they told me what had happened.

Life is fragile and can be gone in an INSTANT..love, live, and be good to yourself, and everyone around you.. :-4

yES,more than once and facing death produces a whole new world and brings out a whole new list of priority. Priorities change and All of a sudden what I wear, not being beautiful, being a rotten housekeeper don't matter anymore. And what is inside, my soul, me have become ultra important. Sort of like what good am I to anybody if I don't take care of myself to be healthy physically and emotionally.

Being a rotten housekeeper - I love it.

Whether I nearly went over the cliff on the Pacific Coastal Highway - or a gun was put to my head -or a surgery went bad. Priorities have definately changed.

The dust isn't important.

Patsy