I found out just a couple minutes ago that a friend I had in elementry school had an aneurysm and fell down 2 stories of spiral stairs. He's in a coma now, and they don't think he's going to pull through.

No this isn't a joke post.

When I first heard the news I was pretty disconnected from it all. "Ouch " was my reply. But I don't know how you're supposed to react when someone that is practically a stranger to you is on the brink of death. But its hurts to think that this person had a life. Everyone has a life. Most everyone is so self absorbed that they can't even realize that every person you ever talk with, every person you ever look at or even drive by, is living a life just a complicated and intricate as your own.

So Adam's laying on a bed with life support tubes jutting out of him with a weeping mother at his side. Begging to whatever god she believes in that Adam will pull through. His dad is hoping that the doctors can save him, that he will have his boy back. His friends are shook up and probably lost knowing that someone close to them may be lost. Everyone has a story. I guess all stories must end someday. I just hope Adam has a chance to write a few more pages in his.

A guy I used to work for was coming real close to a very comfortable retirement this year and was planning on moving to Hawaii with his wife of ~30 years, and yesterday morning she suddently died with no warning. I'm thankful every day that my life has been relatively stress free.

I've had friends die, it sucks. This girl I used to be friends with in elementary school is in a wheelchair now and dying of cancer. Seems like all this shit happens to everyone else except me.

My first realization of death happened back in Grade 3 when a girl died from cancer (leukemia). I didn't really understand the true ramifications of it but I did feel sad. My teacher cried for days.

I've fortunately never had to know what it's like to nearly lose a friend although I did nearly experience it one time. Another friend of mine was in his van and he had started it up. Me and another friend were in front of hte van talking when all of a sudden the guy int he van starts revving jokingly. So the guy I was talking to jumps onto the hood and driver decides to go forward. Unfortunately, I was fairly centered so I couldn't jump out of the way otherwise I would get my feet nicked. I jumped onto the hood next to the other guy. The van guy floors it and I'm hanging on and I was actually laughing for whatever reason. Then... the other guy slips off. He didn't die but he was dragged a good few meters and had major burns on his ass and had his clothes ripped off him practically. A few centimeters to the left and he would ahve had his head rolled over.

Sorry to hear that, Dakian. Miracles do happen, eh? The human body and spirit is a tough thing...

Also, I know what you mean. Whenever I'm driving and I see all these cars around me I can't help but wonder about the drivers behind them. So many cars... so many lives... it really surprises me, scares me, and confuses me sometimes.

I'm sorry to hear about that kid, Dakian. I hope, for his sake and yours, that he "pulls through" and regains consciousness.

Last year someone in the grade above me died. He smoked weed laced with PCP, unknowingly, and hallucinated when his brain overheated. Long story short, he ended up stripping completely naked, ran across a highway, got hit by a car, kept running, jumped through someones big, glass bay window and bled to death on their carpet.

When I was in 8th grade, there was a kid who had a brain tumor, which was benign at the time. He was taking a shower, slipped and hit his head on the porcelin and ruptured it. He told his mom he had a headache and wanted to lay down and sleep before dinner, so he did and never woke up.

One of my friend's dad hung himself with telephone wire in their garage one night from a rafter. Quite sad, because I'm really good friends with the kid and his sister (). He stapled the suicide note to his chest, too.

Everyones got sad stories.

Now that fucking sucks. I have no interesting stories.

Some kid in middle school hung himself in his closet by a dog leash. Then some other kid last year took extasy and got drunk, and then he fell asleep and choked on his own vomit and died. Yeah, land O lakes is pretty depressing.

My best friends father from elemantry school pulled out a gun and shot himself in the head at his desk at work (at a university) a few months ago.

Unfortunately, I have seen way more than my share of death in my line of work.

I have done CPR on a close family friend.. they didn't make it.

I have had a couple of SIDS deaths... doing CPR on an infant really sucks.

I have pulled the lifeless bodies of children out of house fires.

I have watched firefighter friends of mine waste away due to cancer contracted on the job.

Last month, we responded to a double fatal accident involving two beautiful teenage sisters with their whole lives ahead of them, now their family is shattered.

Death has become something I have become somewhat insulated to... it's more of a defense mechanism. If cops and firefighters really let their emotions show, we would all be candidates for the rubber walled rooms at the local mental hospital.

Dakian... I hope your boyhood friend's family finds the strength to deal with this tragedy.

A kid I went to high school with was killed while riding in his truck when his shotgun AD'd into his head.

The woman who's office I now occupy died of a tumor on her spine that spread throughout her body.

Not somebody I knew but when my dad was around 8 years old one of his best friend's drowned in a river.

My grandfather was struck in the head by a rock thrown from a lawnmower causing him to lose conciousness and send his car over a bridge. My uncle was also in the car and pulled him out.

I'm sure there's more.

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands...

*crickets chirping*

What the fuck is this supposed to mean? If you dont have anything to contribute then don't fucking say anything



I guess most people here know about the situation with my mom and what happened. It hit me pretty hard the other night and I broke down in tears. I still really miss her :\

3 friends killed in car accidents... none their fault (2 were drunk drivers, one was a red light that had been ran)

Never hits you until their funeral when you realize they're going into the ground and not coming back.

No offense intended, but I use humor to get through my day. The world is a fucked up place, I've seen some fucked up things. But to counter that, I use humor to not dwell on it - dark and sick as that may seem. Don't dote on such things, don't try to remember the bad. I want an Irish funeral, my sister wants the same - have a small service, stick me in the ground, then go pound some pints to celebrate my life, not how it came to such an unfair and tragic end. I'm sorry about your mother, and I'm sure she was a wonderful woman. You're here because of that, so she must've done something right. Celebrate that, and smile. I can't even begin to imagine that pain, but I can empathize.

I'm really sorry to hear about that Dakian. I've had that happen a few times, where someone I knew but didn't know well died tragically. It's hard to sort out how you're supposed to feel. I hope Adam pulls through.

And Cyclone, I'm really, really sorry to hear about your mother. I don't know what else to say.

M grandfather died asking where i was ... but he had suffered a stroke and simply couldnt remember my name and i was his favourite grandkid. I was in school when he started calling and by the time my parents picked me up and got me home, it was too late.

When my second grandpa (mom's dad) died he wanted to see me but i was in india and he was here.

One of my first friends that I got when moving to the city I live now, was murdered by his mental father. He was at another friends of mine's house when his dad came over and told him, he had to leave with him. The father said they was going home, but in the trunk of his car was my friends sister lying, already dead. They went to a lake where the father drowned him.
This happened in first grade, though. So I wasn't very old, but it was still a sad and a very tough experience.

Last year, one of my friends mother died. It was a very sudden death, I think it was some sort of a brain tumor that happened very quickly (in one night). Her funeral was without doubt the worst day of my life.

Last year we went to the funeral of a close friend of ours who died from a braintumor. At that same day a friend of my mother felt really sick to her stomach, she thought it was because of all the stress and the funeral. A few months later she died from cancer in her stomach. not long after that another friend of ours died from cancer. All aged 40~45. Way to young.

I hope i get to life my life as long and in such good health as my grandmother, she's 93 now and still going strong.

Wow, that sucks. I can't even imagine being that close to someone that had something that awful happen to them.

One of my dads friends was going scuba diving, and there is this cavenr your supposed to take off your tank to go through and pull it behind you, or push it infront of you, well he didn't and he got stuck and suffocated down there. they have since shut down the diving spot.

Then a friend of a friend was entering a highway on his crotch rocket and took the corner too wide and over corrected and ended up going over the wall and 200 feet below down the embankment with the bike landing ontop of him

I can remember when my great grandma was in the hospital the last time I saw her and her saying something to me as I was walking away but I have no clue what it was, I was crying so hard I couldn't even hear her.

I still miss my Grandpa, especially this time of year, he passed away back dec 28 of 96 8 days after my bro was born, and 3 days after christmas right on my mom and dads 11th wedding anniversary. He was my closest friend in the world and every now and then ill still break down thinking bout him.

youre all a buch of emo kids.
i havent really delt with death much, but 3 weeks ago the senior boys volleyball team for my school was at a tournament in geulph and on the way back the bus hit a patch of black ice and slid out of control and when the driver went to correct it the bus tipped and rolled 7 times throwing a bunch of the team around and some were thrown from the bus. alot of them were friends of mine. one of my friends broke his hip and had his spleen and appendix removed, and the gym teacher broke both her hips and has lots of internal damage, it was a real shock that nobody died, and its probably the closest i have to a death story.

What about that guy who lit himself on fire? That was pretty hardcore.

Wow. I don't remember reading about this though. What school was this and where?

shit yeah, i forgot about that


in guelph, but the school is westside secondary in Orangeville

its too bad, accidents like that give a bad wrap to scuba in general and scare people away from an otherwise safe hobby. always sad to hear that though. i tend to avoid spaces where my equipment and I have to take turns passing through. even small doors on wrecks is a bit sketchy sometimes, but its all common sense in the end.

Adam didn't make it.

I'm really sorry.

I think this just goes to further emphasize that we all have issues, some will argue that some were given much more than others in certain areas, however in the end everyone has their own problems to deal with.

Not sure if that made sense but I don't really have anything else to say on the topic. Some people seem to think that others have a perfect life and no issues or anything.

Dakian: I'm really sorry about what happened to Adam

Its actually kinda... Bah I don't have a word for it.

But when I made this post, he had already been dead for 12 hours or so. He fractured his skull from the fall and they decided that there was no use in saving him, so they pulled the plug.

Im sorry man.

I remember about five years ago in secondary school one morning a friend of mine and her sister were walking to school a different way because they stayed at their Dads the night before as their mum was not home.

Later that day my friend was pulled out of our class due to a 'family matter' turned out that her mother had died in her sleep the night before. It hit me pretty hard, probably because it was the first time I had experienced something like that so close to home.

I always remember when the school receptionist came to pull her out of our lesson she called her by her sisters name and when she was corrected she said "Oh well one is as good as the other" I dont know if she was aware of what was going on or not but that has always stuck with me.

one of my mom's close friends died recently. She was walking her two dogs, and had walked up to her porch and became entangled in the leashes. She fell and hit her head on the brick porch. She died of internal bleeding.
Mum had gone bowling with her the day before. It really freaked her out.

My uncle committed suicide my freshman year of high school... guess that was... 2002? Yeah. For financial reasons. I've never seen my dad cry before then but wow... it was really hard to adjust to.

And my cousin died back in 1998... he was 19. Fell asleep at the wheel and his civic was struck by a Suburban. It ruined his girlfriends' life, becuase he was out christmas shopping for her.

Dakian my heartfelt condolences to you and your friend. That's terrible.

That has almost happened to me numerous times. I've sworn to myself that when I get dogs i'll train them up to the point where they don't require leashes. I remember walking my neighbors dog and my old dog and I ended up falling more than once from getting tangled in the leashes.

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