I was conscious but I could not hear or speak. I was taken to the nearest hospital and I went into a coma which lasted eight days, I think. While I was in the coma, I was waiting in a dark, warm, and moist place. I felt incredible peace and joy. A man in a blue shirt came and lifted me up but I don't remember having a body. We left on a misty bright path. While on the path, he got brighter and the path got brighter. We went through a void area where there was no God but the path got brighter and so did the being. He got bigger and more filled with light the further we went. We reached an area where there appeared to be three entrances to a wonderful place but I was given to understand that my place there wasn't ready yet and I had to return.
I have never felt such peace and joy and I did not want to return. When I did, it was the worst pain I had ever felt. I am not afraid to die. There is no pain in dying. When it is my time, I will be very eager to go.