I had overdosed on prescribed medications (MS Cotin and Ativan). I was told I stopped breathing for seven minutes. A week later I woke up in ICU and spent another week and a half there.

I had cancer (Hodgkin's Lymphoma) and one morning I could not move. My husband rushed me to the hospital where after doing scans they diagnosed me with grade 4B lymphoma (the highest grade). The senior oncologist looked at my report and told my husband that it was too late and that my organs were shutting down. I only had 36 hours to live. However, the oncologist said he would do whatever he could but prepared my husband that I would most likely not make it, as my organs were no longer functioning. They started me on a chemotherapy drip as well as oxygen and took tests, particularly on my organ functions, to determine what drugs to use. 

Around 2:00 a.m. Saturday, March 3, 2001, I woke up and felt as if I was hit in the chest with a sledgehammer. I was having a heart attack. I immediately took two aspirins (why I don't know, probably from hearing it on TV) and told my wife to call 911.

I overdosed on alcohol and pills. It may have been a suicide attempt. I was clinically dead several times over a period of about one hour. I was given the last rights.