The closest was probably a mountainbiking accident.
We were going along side a hill and to the right of us was a wall going down holding the earth up. Well there came an obstacle up which was a big roller to the right up the hill a bit and then down again to the ledge. The roller took a slight curve and you needed to curve back on the trail to not go over the ledge. I broke the first rule of mountainbiking and looked down the ledge which was like 3-4m high instead of ahead. Drove straight of it but somehow managed to grab a branch of a tree that was just above the ledge. My bike fell down and i just hung in the tree allowing me to safely drop down and carry the bike back up.
Nothing happened to me but i don’t want to imagine what would have happened if i didn’t grab that branch.
As a kid (maybe 6-8) at the beach. My dad was on the shore and I waded out and kept going further and further, until the sand bank fell off and I dropped what felt like 5m underwater and couldn’t find my way back. I wasn’t a bad swimmer but panic set in and I got disoriented. Felt like I was treading water for 15 minutes but it was more like 3 until a family friend saw what was happening and made it out to me to pull me back to the shore.
I once slipped on a bar of soap in the shower. I got up and slipped again a couple of minutes later.
I also almost drowned at a water park when I was like 3 or 4. I was on an inner tube on a water slide and fell off into a pool that was in the middle of the slide. The lifeguard didn’t see me and kept sending my family down the slide. Luckily someone else saw me and rescued me.
I once slipped on a bar of soap in the shower. I got up and slipped again a couple of minutes later.
God I don’t know how many times this happened to me. Bot on a bar of soap but on soapy residue in showers in general. Made it a habit to check before I get in if I know other people used the shower and possibly didn’t flush away the soap properly.
I was hiking in late winter/early spring when I stepped onto a deep pile of wet leaves that gave out. Ended up sliding a good 25 ft downhill, and the only thing that stopped me from falling 100 feet onto the rocks below was a small tree that went dead center between my legs. I sat there for a bit with my feet dangling over the ledge until the pain diminished and continued on.
Still enjoy hiking to this day, just a little more careful on where I step.
- Took a muscle relaxant I’m allergic against and nearly died on my bathroom floor while unable to call for help, face planted into the ground, sweating and tasting blood, at 3am about 5m away from my deep sleeping girlfriend.
- aqua planing with my motorcycle in a turn
- skidding on ice with my motorcycle
- wrapping my motorcycle around a tree
- getting under a semi truck with my motorcycle
- accidentally taking drugs which cause serotonin syndrome
- drowning in a wave pool because I slipped (clinically dead for about a minute)
- having a cramp at sea 500m from the shore
- hitting a tree on skis at night alone
- taking the wrong drugs, dissociating and waking up from the feeling of cold train tracks vibrating against my cheeks
- falling out of my bed 10cm from metal feet of my desk
Come to think of it, I really need to get a motorcycle again. That was fun.
Probably three more than @JoMiran according to his comment 😃