Oh yeah, I've been saved by my parents several times.
Then there was the random older guy (I never knew who he was, but I can picture him now) at the Swimming pool who noticed I was drowning when I was about 7 (I'd got out of my depth and was just bobbing up and down on the Spot, swallowing water and coughing, trying to catch my breath, as I tried in vain to get back to a safe depth).
The scary thing was that the pool was packed and nobody else even seemed to give a crap.
It took me years to realise the full enormity of what had actually almost happened (drowning), although I was more careful about depth after that, I can tell you (learning to swim helped enormously too, of course! 😆).