80 Life-or-Death Moments When Gut Feelings Became Unshakeable Lifelines
We all survived. I was screaming my head off, and my mom had a dark bruise across her chest from her belt for a while, but we all made it home that night!
I almost stepped on a rattlesnake in the mountains of AZ. It coiled up and we both froze just staring at each other. I didn’t know what to do but made the decision to toss a small stone near it, not at it, to get it to unfreeze and move away. Idk if it was dumb luck but it worked.
On July 20, 2012 my friends and I were trying to decide if we wanted to go see the midnight premier of the Dark Knight Rises at the Century 16 movie theater in Aurora, or play outdoor sand volleyball. We decided to play sand volleyball.
When I was younger a friend of mine offered me a ride home on his motorcycle, I declined because I was staying a bit longer. He got hit by a drunken driver and died on impact. I could’ve been on the back of that motorcycle.
Just last week, I was driving in my car with my friend. We were at a red light and it turned green, I was going to make a right turn but I hesitated. My friend said “you’ve got a green light..go”. I don’t know why I hesitated but just as I started to go, a big box delivery truck ran right through the light.
She was like, d**n.. we’re so lucky.
This isn’t my story, but actually one of my teachers.
She visited New York back in 2001. She was going to visit The Twin Towers, but decided to wait a day in favour of visiting a different place in NY. That was the day the planes crashed into the towers.
This was recent but my appendix ruptured a few weeks ago. I have a chronic illness already so my pain tolerance is quite high. I noticed my stomach was hurting a little extra for a few days, then on a Monday it got a little worse. Turns out I walked around and did my normal workday and activities for 3 full days with a ruptured appendix. I wasn’t in a ton of pain or anything but I kept getting this bad feeling, so I finally just decided to go to urgent care to make sure. They sent me to the ER and I was rushed into surgery.
My appendix ruptured. I drive myself to the hospital, walked in the emergency doors, and told them I was almost certain my appendix had ruptured. They wanted to wait for pregnancy tests (impossible), blood labs, and COVID test before finally doing a CT and rushing me off to surgery. I’m lucky I went in when I did instead of waiting until it got worse, because I couldn’t afford any more time than that. Spent 3 days in the hospital on IV antibiotics, basically having a dissociative episode the whole time.
My husbands gut feeling, not mine. I was sick in bed with what I thought was the flu, we had 2 small babies at home so I quarantined in our room while my husband kept the babies away. I hate taking meds but I was miserable so I was taking dayquil cold and flu daytime once a day and nyquil cold and flu so I could fall asleep. Around 9 pm I was passed the eff out, my husband put the kids to bed and had a feeling he needed to check on me immediately, I was cold to the touch but had a 104 fever, he called my mom in law over (she didnt live far) picked me up and rushed me to his truck and got me to the ER. I had a kidney infection and my liver was shutting down. Had he not taking me when he did I would have died in my sleep. I was in the ICU for 8 days.I dont remember anything until I woke up the next day, they had given me morphine and I puked it all up (dont remember that) I forever owe my life to him.
Edit- its nyquil, i am dumb.
South Minneapolis 1986. Middle of summer. My girlfriend and I were new to the city having come from a very small town. We lived in a small apartment building that had no security doors. Thete were only 8 units and we lived on the top floor. Very unsafe. There had been a string of murders in the area at the time as well. We were fast asleep, middle of the night with the fan blasting on high when suddenly there was loud banging on our door. I opened the door to see the police asking if we were ok. Yes why? There had just been a man at our door trying to break in. He fit the description of the m******r in the area. He had a crowbar in his hand wrapped in a towel. The ONLY thing that saved us was blind luck. Since our building had no security doors, the woman who lived across the hall from us (a nurse) would have the lady who lived below us walk up to her apartment with her. One would take the front stairs, the other would take the back stairs. When she got to the foot of the stairs she saw the guy at our door. ” What are you doing?” She asks, seeing the crowbar in his hands. “Oh I am here to see the girl who lives here” he says as he steps towards her. At that moment the lady from downstairs came from the other set of stairs and it frightened the guy. He ran away.
This incident has haunted me for years. It is only luck that we were saved. If that guy would have gotten into our unit, we would have been in big trouble. It is only because the nurse came home at that very moment that nothing happened to me. We moved out shortly thereafter and I am quite sure that I saw that apartment unit on the news a few months later. The lady who lived below us was attacked and I think she died. I can’t remember for sure. Sorry for the long story. Glad to finally share it with someone after all these years.
Decades ago i was riding with a mutual acquaintance burning a J. He said he knows a guy that keeps a ~key of coke in his fridge and that the guy wouldn’t be home for a few hours. He wanted me to drive the “get away car” while he helps himself to the coke. My gut told me to bale, so i did.
I don’t know exactly how it went down, but his body was found floating 4 days later with 2 holes in his head.
