We hear a lot about people's "famous last words," but what about their last thoughts?
People were candid about what went through their heads and how they coped during moments in which they thought they were going to die. We're grateful they survived so they could share this with us.
I was moments away from drowning at nine years old. I'd gotten to the stage of acceptance and overwhelming love and compassion. I accepted my fate, wished my family well and was ready to embrace death. Next thing I knew I was hacking up water at the side of the pool. No one helped me. No one got me out and I don't remember how I got there.
Back in July I was riding my motorcycle and was turning into my driveway. A girl came from behind me around a sharp turn and T-boned me, she was going at least 60mph up until a couple seconds before impact when she hit her brakes. She hit me because she was either texting or dicking around with something in here car, either way she wasn't paying attention. I remember hearing tires screeching and seeing the car half a second before impact then everything went black. I broke the windshield with my head, broke the mirror with my hip, then landed face first on the road. I do remember being scared because I wasn't sure if there were more cars so adrenaline kicked in and I caught myself with my hands and knees and pushed myself to my feet to run off the road, that's where I regained my vision. The bike was totaled but thanks to my helmet and pure rage at being hit I managed to literally walk away with only a concussion, nasty bruises, and a deep bone bruise on my left foot, no broken bones at all. It's been ~8 months and I'm still recovering from the concussion, my toe barely hurts, and the leg that took the impact has a dent in the muscle but other than that I'm fine. If I wouldn't have been wearing a helmet then I have no doubt that I would be dead now, wear your damn helmets kids!