Are you, "Lucky to be alive"?
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Timbuk2 said:
I don't wear a go pro on my helmet as I think you look like a tool and would rather others videos of me anyway but I started wearing a helmet about 3 years ago.
I have heard though that ski helmets offer no where near enough protection and in reality you should be wearing something closer to a moto x helmet? Not sure how true that is but if a ski helmet can allow a go pro to focus force in such a way then perhaps it's true...
Mine's an expensive carbon fibre one, so it's tough and light, but it won't protect your chin the way a motocross one would.I have heard though that ski helmets offer no where near enough protection and in reality you should be wearing something closer to a moto x helmet? Not sure how true that is but if a ski helmet can allow a go pro to focus force in such a way then perhaps it's true...
Zod said:
Timbuk2 said:
I don't wear a go pro on my helmet as I think you look like a tool and would rather others videos of me anyway but I started wearing a helmet about 3 years ago.
I have heard though that ski helmets offer no where near enough protection and in reality you should be wearing something closer to a moto x helmet? Not sure how true that is but if a ski helmet can allow a go pro to focus force in such a way then perhaps it's true...
Mine's an expensive carbon fibre one, so it's tough and light, but it won't protect your chin the way a motocross one would.I have heard though that ski helmets offer no where near enough protection and in reality you should be wearing something closer to a moto x helmet? Not sure how true that is but if a ski helmet can allow a go pro to focus force in such a way then perhaps it's true...
The helmet is designed to spread the shock, with the Go Pro focusing it on a smaller area. However something like hitting a pointy rock would have the same effect anyway.
Electrocuted when putting a drive belt back on the drum of a washing machine.
All i remember is the pulsing electricity and hearing somebody (me) gasping for air, then staggering into the living room bent double, then the room spinning.
Next memory i have is my wife looming over my face after administering CPR. I'd stopped breathing and heart had stopped.
I was taken to hospital, got the all clear next day, all i have to show for it is two deep scars on my left wrist and one on the tip of my right index finger.
I still look back on it and think if the Mrs hadn't known what to do i wouldn't be here now, and that effectively i was dead for a while, it was just like being asleep and waking up!
ETA: just remembered that i walked round the corner of Harrods where i was going to do a bit of shopping when the bomb went off, 30 seconds sooner !!!
All i remember is the pulsing electricity and hearing somebody (me) gasping for air, then staggering into the living room bent double, then the room spinning.
Next memory i have is my wife looming over my face after administering CPR. I'd stopped breathing and heart had stopped.
I was taken to hospital, got the all clear next day, all i have to show for it is two deep scars on my left wrist and one on the tip of my right index finger.
I still look back on it and think if the Mrs hadn't known what to do i wouldn't be here now, and that effectively i was dead for a while, it was just like being asleep and waking up!
ETA: just remembered that i walked round the corner of Harrods where i was going to do a bit of shopping when the bomb went off, 30 seconds sooner !!!
Edited by sherbertdip on Thursday 18th December 16:50
I was a passenger in a car crash that resulted in me tearing both my bowel & intestine (had to have an emergency laparotomy - don't google it if you're eating your dinner ), breaking my back (both a wedge and burst fracture of my L5 vertebrae) and a “bulls-eye” head strike on the windscreen
Changes your whole perspective on life....
Changes your whole perspective on life....
Further to my earlier post,
when I was about 22 I was running a MK 10 jag as a daily (!) 4.2 auto in sherwood green.It was a lovely thing but some handling problems developed that required me and a mate to investigate on the one sunny Sunday in February...
Long story short, the rear suspension cage mounts had fallen apart and the back end was just flopping about. ANyway, me and my mate Billy set to - the car on big stands under the rear of the sills and my lying underneath it trying to undo the propshaft bolts while Billy was undoing the radious arms.
Everything was being a proper bh and Billy gave the radious arm a decent clout with a fo big hammer and the car dropped - the stands went straight through the sills (it was seriously rotten, but looked fine!) and I was trapped under it by the rear suspension cage on my head and Billy had his knee trapped under the drivers side sill.
Fortunately there were loads of blokes out in their gardens who heard Billy screaming and a load of them lifted the back of the car ebough to get it off him and then drag me out from under it. Afew minutes later the fire brigade turned up (they were going to wreck it to get it off me apparently) and I was sat on a garden wall with babies nappies wrapped round my head.... all turning nicely red in seconds. Never known anything bleed so much as a head wound.
I never lost consciousness (I don't think) and it didn't really hurt that much intil I got to hospital where they stitched me up with thirty odd stitches without any pain relief, nor did I get an x-ray or anything.
Nest morning, I was blind!
when I was about 22 I was running a MK 10 jag as a daily (!) 4.2 auto in sherwood green.It was a lovely thing but some handling problems developed that required me and a mate to investigate on the one sunny Sunday in February...
Long story short, the rear suspension cage mounts had fallen apart and the back end was just flopping about. ANyway, me and my mate Billy set to - the car on big stands under the rear of the sills and my lying underneath it trying to undo the propshaft bolts while Billy was undoing the radious arms.
Everything was being a proper bh and Billy gave the radious arm a decent clout with a fo big hammer and the car dropped - the stands went straight through the sills (it was seriously rotten, but looked fine!) and I was trapped under it by the rear suspension cage on my head and Billy had his knee trapped under the drivers side sill.
Fortunately there were loads of blokes out in their gardens who heard Billy screaming and a load of them lifted the back of the car ebough to get it off him and then drag me out from under it. Afew minutes later the fire brigade turned up (they were going to wreck it to get it off me apparently) and I was sat on a garden wall with babies nappies wrapped round my head.... all turning nicely red in seconds. Never known anything bleed so much as a head wound.
I never lost consciousness (I don't think) and it didn't really hurt that much intil I got to hospital where they stitched me up with thirty odd stitches without any pain relief, nor did I get an x-ray or anything.
Nest morning, I was blind!
duggan said:
I was a passenger in a car crash that resulted in me tearing both my bowel & intestine (had to have an emergency laparotomy - don't google it if you're eating your dinner ), breaking my back (both a wedge and burst fracture of my L5 vertebrae) and a “bulls-eye” head strike on the windscreen
Changes your whole perspective on life....
Snap (sorry). If it's any consolation, my scar like that about three times as thick - looks like he used a butter knife. Same dimensions otherwise. Similar burst fracture too, L1.Changes your whole perspective on life....
Might have a pic somewhere......
mph999 said:
Yes.
I was born very premature, just over two months early, considering this was almost 41 years ago when medicine isn't quite where it is now it's quite remarkable I'm here at all.
Bowel issues, septacemia, hepatitis c, fairly major liver issues covers most of the issues I had.
I owe the NHS quite a lot ...
My sympathies.I was born very premature, just over two months early, considering this was almost 41 years ago when medicine isn't quite where it is now it's quite remarkable I'm here at all.
Bowel issues, septacemia, hepatitis c, fairly major liver issues covers most of the issues I had.
I owe the NHS quite a lot ...
I was born a little over 10 weeks early, 41 years ago in May just past.
Spent 6 weeks in an incubator which I believe is probably the reason for my sinus issues, migraines and asthma - but otherwise have been perfectly healthy.
Doctors were of the opinion that I'd have a short life of poor health - sorry to hear you weren't so lucky.
Near misses since then have been odd moments on the road when things went badly wrong very quickly, and a couple of heavy nights out when I have woken up choking on vomit (intolerant to beer, and sadly sometimes can't help but drink a bucketful!) and counted myself very lucky to have seen the morning.
In the aftermath of my 5th sinus operation last year, the surgeon found a hole between my upper sinus cavity and the brain cavity.
There was a large growth around the opening, which he was fairly sure was a tumour.
Happily it was benign, as it's in a location that they can't get at to operate so anything malignant would be Very Bad News.
The 2 days waiting for confirmation of test results were hard but somehow very positive too.
If the sac of fluid that encases my brain is ever breached, I'm probably stuffed. But am told that's pretty unlikely.
The upside is it brings amazing clarity of thought. I can't say I recommend it, but it's not altogether a bad thing to believe you're facing death, to then live through it.
Fell down a mineshaft in Mid-Wales, broke my foot in several places and my back in 2 places. Had to make my own way out with my injuries before I could call for help. Was picked up by 22 Squadron Air Sea Rescue, it was all filmed by the BBC and I ended up on Helicopter Rescue - video clip of it here: http://youtu.be/8kJVjcJuBQc
Caruso said:
Fell down a mineshaft in Mid-Wales, broke my foot in several places and my back in 2 places. Had to make my own way out with my injuries before I could call for help. Was picked up by 22 Squadron Air Sea Rescue, it was all filmed by the BBC and I ended up on Helicopter Rescue - video clip of it here: http://youtu.be/8kJVjcJuBQc
Looked like you had quite a ride going up to the helicopter. Nice to hear it all worked out well in the end. I was saved from drowning by my mother on the first day of our first holiday abroad, aged 7. Dived into the deep end with not a remote idea of how to swim. Mum saw my outstretched hand about to disappear under the water before realising that it was me. The poor sod slipped on the tiling around the pool in her panic and bruised her hip in the process.
onyx39 said:
R.I.P.
It's all good. I however, haven't managed to kill myself yet. Not a very dangerous life and I'm fairly risk averse. The best I can do is thinking it was a good idea to try and scale 2 stories via a fence and a convenient tree in order to break into my flat in Australia. I'd lost my keys after a substantial night of cocktails and thought I was a Ninja. I nearly made it. Solid concrete isn't the best surface to fall from 2 stories onto.pleased to say I bounced.*
- my ribs, ankles and wrists didn't.
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