Not me but
Not me but an ex-girlfriends mother. Her heart stopped for 28 minutes. They told the family she was gone and they brought a priest to bless the room. She ended up coming back. She said she remembers running through a field with a little girl that she believes was her niece wearing the dress that she was buried in.
I got hit by a car. I could still see with my eye that didn’t have blood in it. I could hear all the commotion. I felt getting forced into the back of an ambulance and getting CPR. I felt my first heartbeat and then blood flowing through my body and at that point, I felt all the pain, took a deep breath, and then everything went black.
A frat brother was clinically dead forty-five seconds. Overdosed on Xanax. The experience changed his life. He never used drugs again. He said he saw himself over the hospital bed and the nurses working. He said he slowly floated through the roof and a peaceful feeling better than any drug took over. He said you feel free of all worry and regret. Allegedly, he saw a white light and a few family members that had already died tell him it wasn’t his time. Then he floated back to his body.
I can’t tell y’all what I believe for sure, or if he really experienced it. The raw emotion and the hospital records confirm to me he experienced something. He has never lied to me and the effect on him was palpable.
Anaphylactic reaction to an already deadly Irukandji jellyfish sting. I coded. Saw this white light and could see myself “floating upwards”. I saw my family and the doctors and nurses who were working on me.
wikicommons I was in a motorbike accident in 2013. I am told that I “coded” one morning. Effectively I was on the edge of death and my heart stopped. It was definitely not so far as to be pronounced dead but I guess it was closer than most people prefer.
Between physical trauma, massive blood loss, and ER pain killers my memory of the time in the ICU is spotty at best. I have absolutely no memory of coding. It isn’t very exciting from my perspective, but my brother says it was pretty intense for everyone else in the room.
I’ve died once. I don’t remember much about it except there was a nice, dark nothingness which I guess felt kind of cozy, but I also knew it was the end. I knew I wasn’t supposed to go into the dark. Like I was in the dark, but I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying it, because if I embraced it too much I would die. I’m generally not that scared of death these days.
It was kind of like falling asleep and kinda vaguely remembering a dream when you wake up. All I really have are feelings, not a solid picture or an image or anything like that.
Felt like third-person security camera footage of my body, then slowly zooming out and rising up, felt really really cold, and then I started hearing really loud clanging sounds and woke up in the ambulance to the sound of the gurney bouncing on a rough road. It was surreal, haven’t feared death since then to be honest. It was almost 6 years ago and I still think about it a few times a month.
pixnio I don’t remember anything about the whole day. It happened one afternoon. The only thing I remember is waking in the hospital two days later to a surprised nurse. Turns out they thought I was going to be in a coma.
My buddy had heart surgery last year that got complicated, to the point where it took about triple the time it was supposed to. He has spoken at length with me about the experience because it was so traumatic. He did require resuscitation from a full arrest mid-surgery, which sadly (fortunately?) he does not remember.
What he does slightly remember, is the three days of post-surgical psychosis as the specific cocktail of sedation played poorly with his personal brain chemistry. For him it was a relentless stream of horrible hallucinations, demons, fighting monsters, quicksand, carnivorous hospital beds, being swallowed by the orderlies who morphed into tentacle monsters, pulling out his own Foley catheter while it was still inflated, all sorts of terrible, horrible memories he wish he could erase. So if he even remembered specifically the being dead portion of the program, it is unlikely that would even compare to the subsequent 3 days of his life.
My friend was pronounced dead about 6 times I believe, but only told me two of the experiences:
1. Just pure blackness in an empty space.
2. Their grandfather told them to go back.
It felt like I was in a long tunnel, just floating and feeling very tired. I remember falling asleep and having a dream that I was in the kitchen in the house where I grew up in and my dad was cooking breakfast. I could hear a commotion and chaos at one end and at the other end there was a warm light that felt peaceful. Then I woke up abruptly in the chaos of an emergency room.
As my family was saying goodbye to me I remember seeing 3 shadow people at the foot of the hospital bed (me thinking it was family) I asked “who are they?”. My mother then proceeds to tell me they were angels but I perceived them as my dead relatives there to bring me to the other side.
The nurses then proceeded to put me under anesthesia so the doctors could hopefully get my brain to stop bleeding. They were successful and I’m still here! I was told later on that they lost me during the surgery but I would have never known that on my own. I went under then woke up, that’s all I knew.
I had an employee of mine get very sick over a period of time. He had been in the hospital for a week before I was allowed to see him. I was visiting him in his hospital room and his wife was also in the room. He kind of blanked out and then the equipment hooked up to him started beeping, alarms were going off. He flatlined. Many doctors and nurses rushed into the room and they tried to resuscitate him. We were eventually ordered out of the room.
They came out about a half-hour later and told us that they were successful in resuscitation. I wasn’t allowed to see him again until several days later. At that time he told me what he observed during the ordeal. He said that he observed the entire episode from a third-person point of view, he saw the whole thing including me and his wife in the room. He no longer works for me but we still stay in touch.
wikicommons I wasn’t actually pronounced dead, I was in a coma on life support. I was drugged at a bar and overdosed on the drug. I don’t really remember much but I know I walked home from the bar and my sister said when I got there I immediately fell down and wouldn’t wake up. She rushed me to the hospital and said I wasn’t breathing and my lips were blue when I got there. I was immediately put on machines and miraculously woke up about 24 hours later.
The thing is, I have zero memory and it didn’t feel like that long. It was like waking up from a nap when I did wake up and I didn’t understand what the deal was when my friend ran out of the room like “She’s awake! Get in here!”. To this day, my near-death is a huge disappointment. I didn’t have any dreams, I didn’t get to see any dead relatives, I didn’t meet God or any Angels, nor my spirit guide. It was just a $12,000 nap.
I was around 5 years old when I almost internally bled to death from a bad virus. I experienced what I could only describe as maybe some weird limbo in between heaven. It’s weird because I don’t think I even had a concept of heaven at that point unless it something I saw in a cartoon.
I was transported to my grandparents’ house except there were no walls. Everything was hanging on the walls like normal but it was floating in midair. No one was home but I remember just wandering around the house looking at everything floating. Then it switched to me at my elementary school. Again, there was no one around. Almost abandoned. Except I saw another girl around the same age. My memory is a bit foggy of what she told me but I know she had passed away and I think she was trying to get to heaven.
We ended up being in a beautiful area, with gorgeous hills, green grass, and beautiful trees everywhere with blue skies. I was standing next to a tree and kept rubbing the leaves, as long as I kept rubbing the leaves I wouldn’t pass away completely. I remember then being almost literally in the sky.
There was a huge giant tree log that I wasn’t allowed to pass unless I was ready to leave earth. If I decided to go over it, I would basically be with “God” although I don’t remember thinking that word as a kid. It was just like you would be with some loving energy. I remember not wanting to cross because I didn’t want to leave my parents yet. And that was it.
wiki I was about 15. Climbed on top of the kitchen counters to grab something from the top cabinet, slipped, and fell headfirst on the marble floor. Next thing I knew I was walking in water barefoot. I look up to my upper right-hand side and there’s a bright light with a hand poking out making the come here gesture. I walk towards it.
I realized the peaceful and relaxed state I was feeling. Like the best deep sleep ever and I said to myself “Man, this is awesome. I never want to wake up”. Then I felt a sudden jolt and woke up to my mom wailing her lungs out. Apparently, I was stiff, cold with no heartbeat. As an atheist who doesn’t believe in heaven, it’s definitely something I think about often.
I have been dead and resuscitated twice. The first time was after drowning. I remember a feeling of great peace, some flashbacks to my life, but mostly just a remarkable feeling of connectedness. It’s a feeling that changed the course of my whole life.
The second time was from anaphylactic shock from contrast solution. Again, I remember a feeling of incredible warmth and connectedness. Total peace. I remember waking up with a deep feeling sense of compassion for all the people around me. Which has stuck with me.
wikicommons They told me I was dead for 3 minutes. I remember those clips of people saying they experienced some kind of near-afterlife, but for me, it was like sleeping. I woke up, they told me how I almost died, I said “oh yeah?” They explained a bunch of stuff and then offered me a grilled cheese. 10/10 would die again, it’s just nothingness, not scary at all.
I drowned once. I felt nothingness between being dead and resuscitated. However, accepting that it was happening was profoundly peaceful to me. It’s like you know when you’re doing something crazy and then mid-air/mid-action you know that if you get it wrong you’re just dead, or whatever happens, is out of your control… Well, at least to me it was.
I experienced nothingness. Like when you blackout from drinking. Or when you get home from a super long day to fall on the couch and just fall asleep. it was like absolute restfulness and peace but in absolute darkness. It’s not scary at all, and it’s really eliminated my fear of dying.
The only thing I worry about are those that love me after I pass – otherwise, I could really go at any point and I wouldn’t mind. It made me stop thinking about good and evil and made me think more that people are just human.
My dad died briefly and said that he went down a long hallway to a door. When he was going to open it he felt himself being sucked back into his own body.
I was hospitalized for pancreatitis and coded many times, but I can’t remember anything about it. Don’t wonder what death is like. Instead, wonder at all the possibilities of life before it happens, and achieve what you want to achieve before you don’t get another chance.
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