Never close to death. Have had some " interesting" events.
Have a bad left knee, flat on flat, no cartilage and bone spurs. Knee starts swelling up, I do the regular routine, Rest Ice Compression Elevation. Does not work and after a week my knee is pretty big. At this point I walk into my ortho doctor without an appointment. He is on call that day and they tell me to come back tomorrow. I do and he immediately sends me down for an ultrasound of my leg. Lady was pissed at first as it was lunch time and her birthday. Her look turns from pissed to horror. She tells me I have DVT and the vein in my left leg is plugged up from my ankle into my body. She tells me I have to go hospital ASAP. They ask me if I want an ambulance, I drive.
Get to hospital and no beds, doctor meets me in the admitting section takes me straight to OR. Three days, several surgeries and sleeping with my legs above my head, pumped full of heparin. Last trip down I ask nurse why it is so quiet. She tells me I am in ICU and probably was very close to pulmonary embolism and could have died. Day three if I can stand I get to go home. I stand and walk down the hall bare ass shining from those hospital gowns. They ask who is coming to get me. GF is in Korea and I don't want to bother anyone. I drive home.
My cell phone was running out of juice. Called my mother in AZ once after I got there she found hospital and kept tabs on me. Funny thing was she told nurse I would walk and get out of there as soon as I could.Nurse said they usually stand up and fall down due low blood pressure.Had some very attractive and fun nurses during my stay. My neighbors and co workers did not know where I was.
Healthy middle aged males aren't supposed to get DVT. Sometimes it is an indication of cancer? I am tall with a pretty low pulse rate.They run every test known to man on me, about $200K worth of tests. They find nothing. My body does not work with Coumadin. I keep throwing blood clots. I am on Xarleto for life. Tried to get off last year, went about 12 months and threw another clot. Saw an Oncologist for about a year. He had this crazy nurse that liked to party. I was always joking with his staff. They would ask me which arm I wanted blood taken from, my answer was always yours. They were very professional and nice always asking how I was doing. My response was always the same, after seeing all the people, especially children there being treated for cancer, I had nothing to complain about.
I also hit black ice driving across country one time. Truck slid to side of road and once it hit the snow it starting to roll, somehow hit something and flipped. Ended up right side up, truck still running and I could open my door. GF hit her head and the suitcases in the back of the truck which were covered by a bed cover were flung over 100 yards away.
I get out and a car pulls off highway. We do a quick check and ask them to call 911. The guy in car said he thought we were going to be dead. His wife was pretty distressed.
Had AFIB once is doctors office after complaining of chest pains. Spent that day getting a battery of tests, they could find nothing wrong.
I guess if you live long enough and are active life is going to throw you some curves. No flatline or white lights for me, yet.