Bunches… Almost 70 years old. ( September )
ARMY = bunches or three…
10,000+ flight hours as PIC, pipeline patrol, ferrying broken airplanes etc.
Car wrecks & motorcycle wreck. ( totally the victim but was the worst. I have metal parts from that. )
Hit by lightning twice.
Solo sailing.
Have been lucky so far on surviving but unlucky in having a lot of things happen.
Civilian gun situations.
CottonmouthwatermoccsianwasdamnearthelastwhenIwas14. I still don’t like to think about that one.
I had open heart surgery where they stop your heart and put in on bypass. Does that count?
Let us see here
Scarlet Fever as a Baby, my Mother believed I was dying but I have no memory
First Motorcycle accident, no safety gear other than lid, 60+ mph and a close miss from a tree
Two nearly fatal car crashes, I walked away from one and left the other on a backboard but inches either way and I would be dirt napping
Electrocuted my self removing a power distro at a show, left the panel live, 100amps @ 120v, yeowch that one hurt
Heroin overdose, the very first/last time I injected anything
So at least 6
Capt
Two near misses by drowning.
One near miss in a mortar attack in Vietnam.
One near miss in a rocket attack, same place.
None, but I’m fascinated by these stories.
Also, I only count 4 for the OP (which is plenty, I’m sure).
3 near fatal episodes, not including many near misses that left me uninjured:
Airplane crash
MI
Capsized in 50 degree water without a life jacket over a mile from shore
Two bad car crashes, one near miss by a bus, and one childhood illness.
Once. I developed Stevens-Johnson Syndrome as a child.
Can’t really live a careful life to avoid that, since it’s so rare.
I’ve been in some car crashes, but I don’t know that they were bad enough to count as near-death (although a couple of them were pretty bad).
Twice, but I only remember one.
My mother hit a tree head on when I was about a year old. I was in the front seat beside her with no seatbelt on. She had a couple cracked ribs from the steering wheel and I pinballed around the front seat and apparently came out with only minor bruises. The near miss comes from the fact that the tree was on a hill and had she missed it both she and I would have been down the hill and swimming in the lake.
The second was when my ex tried to beat me to death and my neighbor saved my life.
Actually I forgot or didn’t count two other times.
I almost went head down a ravine while driving because I dropped a joint and spent too much time trying to pick it up; by the time I looked up I was heading straight down a steep drop off and headed for rocks going 70 mph and just then jerked the car back onto the road across three lanes of traffic with horns blaring and tires screeching.
When I was in college a drunk came up to our porch while we were drinking and pulled a straight razor to my throat and threatened to kill me if I didn’t give him my money. I just laughed him off and informed him that college students didn’t have any money and offered him a beer instead. He took the offer and then I proceeded to bash his head in with my beer. So I didn’t count that one. Maybe we should have a poll for how many people have you almost killed. :eek:
The first time was when I walked away from a small plane crash in the hills south of Lake Mammoth, California, in the late 70s. I was 20 at the time.
In 2000, I was diagnosed with breast cancer and given only a 50% chance of living five more years. During treatment, the doctors discovered that I also had a pheocromacytoma (an adrenal tumor). Doctor who removed it said he was astonished that I was still alive, given the size of the damned thing (about the size of an orange). He said they usually cause such an increase in blood pressure that the victim dies of a massive stroke. I know for a fact that I’d had that tumor for 8 years. The Universe must want me around for something. 
Almost drowned in our community pool when the lifeguard was distracted.
Fell while free-climbing about 65 feet but I landed on scree and just skinned myself badly.
Fell while working on my roof and shattered a vertebra which was successfully repaired.
Stumbled while running up icy brick stairs and fell (naturally) forehead first into a hard edge. I woke up with a ventilator tube down my throat and was told I had suffered a major concussion.
I have also been in three automobile wrecks none of which (for the record) were my fault, but I was never in any true danger. Seat belts and airbags are wonderful inventions.
Voted: Once. It scared the beejesus out of me and I’ve been careful ever sense.
The once is correct, but I didn’t really have time to be scared since I was more concerned for my unborn baby. It was a “crash” while I was in labor, my heart rate came right back up, but not my baby’s. He was delivered shortly thereafter, not breathing, but with a heartbeat. He was doing fine within 5 minutes.
I guess you could say I’ve been careful ever since…I’ve not had any more children.
Bolding mine. I seem to remember that the last occurred while you were trying to save the life of someone else. Sorry to call you out, but you’re my hero.
I’ve had four that I can think of at the moment: first was a near drowning in an irrigation canal; I was saved by Aunt Emma hauling my dumb ass out just in time. Next time was a nutjob with a rifle who came into the bank I worked at. The gun, fortunately, misfired.
I was in a Cessna 152 which lost power due to a bird strike, but the pilot was able to get the engine started again at about 800’. Not really a near death experience, but it did feel like it at the time. And finally (I hope!!!) I was hit by a car while riding my bike. I rolled off the road so I wasn’t run over.
Rock climbing, got stupid, got careless, damn near fell.
Same thing happened to my sister: she was already over the edge and on the way down when I got there and grabbed her ankle. Saved her life.
Mooched off her ever since! (Joking…)
Just got off the phone with my Mother and she informed me that I was not very sick from Scarlet Fever and responded immediately to anti-biotics. She on the other hand was freaked and sure I was on deaths door.
That means I am a 5
Capt
At least five times, prolly more (not surprising considering that one of my mottos is “Don’t take chances, take risks!”).
Hit by a truck while bicycling with no helmet; head hit the pavement (concussion).
Snowboarding accident where I split my liver in half (also concussion, tore MCL).
Hiking accident: passed out due to dehydration and hit my head on a boulder (concussion).
Backpacking accident: knee gave out on me and I fell 40’ down a cliff (no concussion, just banged up real good).
Childhood sledding accident where I went headfirst into a tree at about 30 mph (lost 13 teeth and had a pretty severe concussion; knocked me out for a bit).
There’ve been a couple of other times that were pretty scary and could have resulted in death, but those were the worst of the lot.
What I’ve learned over the years is that I cannot be killed.
Unfortunately, I can be broken. 
I have suffered La petite mort many thousands of times.
Once - I almost drowned and ended up at the bottom of a lake during a triathlon. I am here to report that I can, in fact, swim to save my life (but just barely).
As blondebear stated, I am not counting the melanoma successfully removed. Altho, if left untreated, would have killed me eventually.
Braggart :D.