6 years ago, I had a hard time sleeping and felt “weird”, so I thought my blood sugar was low. I picked up my glucometer and on the way to the living room, I dropped it 3 or 4 times. I’m fairly clumsy and I was tired, so I didn’t think much of it.
When I got to the living room and tested, my sugar was normal and I said “Well, it’s not low blood sugar” out loud to myself and heard the awful slurring. I knew it was a stroke. In the 2 minutes it took me to stumble out of the bedroom, I had progressed to having to hold myself up as I went back to the bedroom to have my wife call 911. Before the paramedics got there, I was almost completely paralyzed on my right side. In the ambulance, I was paralyzed on that side.
Luckily, the hospital nearest me is known for its great stroke response and had a portable CT scanner so they could rule out a hemorrhagic stroke, which meant they could give me the clot-buster drug, TPA. I walked out of the hospital 2 1/2 days later at about 95% of where I was before the stroke. My deficits are very minor and if you didn’t know, you’d never think I was a stroke survivor.
In 2017 my mom and I took a week long trip to Iceland. It was amazing, 10/10, will go again.
However, we went on this hike up into the mountains to find this hot spring river. About halfway there I see this outcropping from the trail that overlooks the gully below. I hand my mom my phone and tell her I’m going to walk out there and to snap a picture of me. So I head out there and its cool. Not narrow or seemingly dangerous in anyway.
As I’m standing out there, a wind kicks up out of nowhere. Picks me up off the trail, feet and all. Like, I was literally weightless. It was just for a few seconds, only a few cm off the ground, but I knew it would carry me over the edge and into the gully below, and I couldn’t do anything.
Instead, it set me back on my feet and was gone as soon as it came. I walked back to my mom and thanked her and said nothing about what just happened, I didn’t want to scare her. But I stuck to the main trail after that.
I can’t really explain how unnerving it is to be weightless like that on earth, where gravity is king. I became immediately helpless. If that wind had lasted longer, I could have easily been flung over the edge without being able to do anything about it.
With my now Partner. I almost scrolled past them online. And almost didnt massage them.
Now i saved them from homelessness and starvation. After i took tjem in and for the first time in their life got good nutritional food, they got into puberty and growthspurt at age 19 and 20.
Uh … wtf
It’s a daily occurrence to me at this point because I’m still alive
No
I’m lucky all the time. Praise Tymora!
I was in the upstairs bathroom at my parents’ place which had a skylight you could open. I did, and half of a hornet’s nest fell from it. I slammed the window shut as quick as I could and then looked down. The other half was floating in the toilet with the hornets momentarily dazed. I closed the lid and flushed. When I peeked under the lid, it was gone.
This is like a condensed movie! Jump scare, epic battle, moments of stark terror, problem resolved - or was it? Clearly open for a sequel. And also a better love story than Twilight!
Clearly open for a sequel.
Hmm…now that I think of it, there’s a tenant renting the upstairs these days. I hope someone told her about the hornets?
“Dodge this.”
You did that.
I went to work for a company in an entry-level, unskilled position. That company had a mentality of hiring from within and training for positions rather than hiring qualified external candidates. Because of that company, I managed to develop a career and am currently making over 6 times what I was earning when I started there 12 years ago. I’m no longer at the same company, but I am incredibly grateful for how lucky I was for things to fall into place the way they did.
That’s brains and hard work. Lemmy does not accept that as a way to move forward. Next time try to dig on capitalism or nepotism or some other -ism. No one gets ahead by hard work. No one.
Put the fries in the bag
My wife cheated on me. That was lucky because, when her family found out, she was humiliated, and didn’t demand that I sell the house to give her half, she just walked away. Had she not cheated, and just divorced me, I likely would have been forced to sell the house at the bottom of the market. We would have each gotten less than $10,000.
Now, the mortgage is nearly paid off, and the house is worth three times what it was when we divorced.
Nice! I’m a guy who also kept the house. It’s a small Habitat for Humanity place, but its got a big yard and I’m on the edge of town.
Ex is living in rent-to-own shack in bumfuck Arkansas with the kids. Literally a one stoplight town. At least the kids get to live here 1/4 of the year.
When I was 16 or so a blade broke off the ceiling fan in my bedroom and landed directly on my pillow. I had just woken up and was in the shower when it happened and came back to find it like that. If I’d slept in just a few minutes I would’ve taken that fan blade right to my head.
Hah! Reminds me of having moved out of dad’s basement. 6-months later the wall caved in on my bed, couple of tons of concrete. SPLAT.
Oh shit, that must’ve felt weird to see
Being born a cis white male in the USA. It’s not right, but it was lucky.
I’ll come back with an answer more in line with the intent of the question if I see this again later.
Seriously, my life is (unfairly) so much easier than it could have been. That’s not lost on me. Let’s change that.
I’d say the USA part puts you somewhere closer to the middle of the luck spectrum these days…
Dad told me this in the early 90s. Listen: “This might sound racist, but you were damned lucky to be born a young, white, American male in the late 20th century.”
He was right. Double lucky, because mom would have aborted my happy ass if it had been legal in 1971. And now here I am to pester all y’all with my bullshit opinions!
Exactly my thinking. Could have been born and raised in much worse circumstances, considering everything going on in the world.
My ex was having a girls night with some friends and accidentally butt dialled me while she was having sex with her ex, I could hear them clearly but she had no idea. She came home acting like everything was normal, I would never have known if it weren’t for the butt dial, dodged a bullet
That will teach her ass.
Unfortunately it’ll probably teach her the wrong lesson.
Oh god. Not as bad, but my ex-wife butt dialed me from the operating theater.
“Yeah, he wants to have kids. LOL, fuck all that!”
Yeah, I heard that.
I met one of my now closest friends at the end of a Halloween party just as things were shutting down and everyone was leaving.
As she was walking by, she randomly announced that she was going to see a band next week. One that I had already bought tickets for. We talked briefly and exchanged numbers. We saw the band together and hung out a few more times but I think after the third time we hung out, we knew we were best friends.
We both weren’t even supposed to go to that Halloween party. Both of us had very different plans and somehow ended up at the party as something to do. The timing for us to meet was just so tiny and it doesn’t even feel real sometimes.
Nice! Met my best friend laying on my couch reading one of my books. Fuck is this guy?! One of my loser roommates friends?
“Dragonlance is badass!”
“You’re on the first book of the second trilogy. Here, read Dragons of Autumn Twilight before you ruin the plot.”
SEE: username
Moments after unloading a patient from my ambulance, a jeep slammed into the rear end. It was blamed on “solar glare”.
My partner, myself, and our patient probably would’ve been killed.
I was working on my car and had one of the springs out tightened down with a spring compressor. I stupidly had it stood upright with my face over it. I moved out of the way momentarily and the spring compressor broke, launching the spring like four stories into the sky landing in a field next to us. Don’t know what that would’ve done to me if it hit me in the face.
I’m going to go with “nothing good.”
Death or serious injury certainly, those SOBs can punch through a roof and have more to go afterwards
I think it probably would have un-lifed you
maybe don’t watch that, jihadi blowing his skull off staring down a rifle, no blood and guts, but still…