Posted on 04/17/2019 9:48:44 AM PDT by Red Badger
*** “Woke up in post-op, once 6 hours later, like waking up from a dream you can’t remember.....................” ***
When I woke up I was hitting on the Nurses, telling them what a Stud I was... I don’t remember it, just what I was told by the Nurses and my Ex Wife. No dream at all but obvious to all (stupid Hospital Gown) that I was ready to perform said Stud Duties... funny to all but me.
LOL. I can only imagine what it's like to work in the healthcare field in any capacity. It must be stressful...
This is not news. Unless you go into immediate shock in such a way that your brain can no longer consciously process thought, then most every means of death probably causes some very VERY short amount of time when the brain still has some residual oxygen and is processing.
This goes to the definition of “death”. Are you dead when your heart stops, or are you dead when consciousness ceases. I would dare to say, if you are conscious, if even for a brief moment, then you are not yet “dead”. You are rapidly dying but not yet “dead”. It is when body and brain and consciousness all cease together, that you are dead.
So while this is an interesting lesson or reminder, it is not really news and is meaningless.
As when Christ died on the cross, when the ‘spirit is returned to God’ that is when ‘death’ has finally occurred.................
Mine was a black void with figures floating in the air. I didn’t feel or hear anything.
6 minutes
Same here, and 2 shocks.
I’ve known Raymond for years. While he is knowledgeable, he is not an experiencer.
Dr. Mary Neal, a spinal surgeon in Wyoming is the best of the best on the subject.
I’ve worked with many NDE experiencers over the past years helping them understand their experiences.
I reserve comment on many who have written books as their experiences claimed are fake.
I had a heart block, I was sitting on a chair at the desk in the motel room. Next my wife is waking me up, and I’m on the floor. I don’t remember anything. So I was here and then not here. They said I had cardiac arrest. No memory of any type of NDE.
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I distinctly remember what I saw. I went out in the ambulance. It was the most peaceful, pain free I have ever felt. I was almost disappointed when I regained consciousness.
Yes I remember reading that as well.
Gosh who knows what he saw?
I pray he knew Christ.
“Ugh. I was a hospice nurse for many years. Super gratifying job for a nurse, surprisingly. As a ‘regular’ nurse, you are rarely offered thanks. Hospice nursing is an island unto itself. Mostly peaceful, lots of times sad, often a blessing. This is sad, but also creepy, and I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it. Had a 20-year-old kid, gang member, who was dying of primary liver cancer. Super unusual, aggressive, and terminal. He was angry at the universe. His family was there to comfort him, but he literally spit in their faces. Every ounce of energy he had left was angry and mean and ugly. His mom would beg him to lighten up and accept Jesus into his heart. He would swing at her and tell her to eff herself. The family remained bedside, in hopes he would chill out at the end. His last day, hours, moments, he was angry. The family called me into the room, and told me they thought he was going (he wasn’t responding, Cheyne-Stokes breaths, eyes glossy and skin cold–the end was imminent.) His lovely mother, in her dearest attempt, whispered to him to go towards the light, to her Jesus. With his dying breath he opened his eyes, looked at her and said ‘Eff your Jesus!!!’ A second or two later, he slowly turned his head to the to the left, and got the most horrific look on his face as if he was looking at something we couldn’t see, and horrified, like in a bad movie, his face contorted, and he screamed with his last breath, eyes wide, ‘Oh shit, oh shit, OH NOOOOOOO!!!!,’ then made a guttural noise and promptly fell back into the bed and died. Every family member was shaking and too frightened to speak, and I left the room and took two days off. I don’t care if I never find out what he saw.”Creepy Last Words: What 29 People Said Right Before Dying https://thoughtcatalog.com/lorenzo-jensen-iii/2017/12/creepy-last-words-what-29-people-said-right-before-dying/
So am I to believe you or Jesus’s words?
An old friend and mentor was in hospice and was in and out of it the last day. One time he woke up and said “The outcrops are amazing.” (He was a geologist).
Another time he woke up and said “Beer”.
“You want a beer?”
“There’s beer here.”
That ties in with what our preacher believes. We will eat and drink in Heaven, and will work at what we like to do. (”Of course we’ll work. God put Adam to work right away. But it will be work we love to do. I mean, how cool would it have been to name all the animals! I don’t know about you, but I’d get bored just playing a harp and singing hymns all the time.”)
Yeah, I dunno. I drowned pretty good when I was 15. Had a full after death experience. Angles, interrogation, taken back through my life to explain innumerable incidents, all that and then The Choice. Stairway to heaven and everything. I didn’t have my free will until I was given my choice. Then I looked down and saw my body floating in the water. Just the shoulders though, head was down under the water. Big Whoa at that point.
Thought fast and posed a rhetorical question to the ‘board’. Guy on the left looks at the woman 3 in from the right. When their eyes met -wham, I’m back in the water gasping for air on a sand bar the waves had washed me onto. Every spring I’d practice to pass out under water without breathing in. That’s how you survive drowning. Someone will find you if you float. One breath of water and that’s it you go down.
I’m not afraid of death. It’s like I’m on extra innings. I’ve pissed off a lot of ppl over the years with how important and serious they think they are. Eh, life’s a gift and I’ve been happily wasting mine ever since.
Just wait until they start harvesting your organs while you are still conscious.
so you say the second time you died you heard that song, “Welcome back....”
What did she write?
*** I had an NDE- while the brain is ‘still alive’ it’s ‘alive’ in a state of misfiring synapses which is designed to protect the dying brain in a sense- and in such a state, the body I believe usually doesn’t feel much as the mind is working ‘overtime’ misfiring, causing visions- usually of seeing a bright light, but in my case is was black hell- ***
Did you “see” an array of multicolored light firing off or just the blackness?
I did see an explosion of multicolored lights and my “question” to myself was “what’s that?” And myself answered “synaptic gaps firing”.
It was strange as the doctor was fixing a syringe using my weight in kilograms for two different meds, and I immediately knew how much of each he needed.
Since I am totally stupid at math, this was quite exhilarating. I remember thinking, “I can finally know all the answers to all the questions.”
Then, he stabbed me with the syringe, and pow, I was back in the world of pain.
My Dad and my aunt both experienced something similar. Not at the moment of death, but as it was close approaching. This is a phenomenon known to hospice nurses. Perhaps it is just hallucination as their bodies are shutting down. I like to think that they saw their loved ones.
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