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NDE I Deeper and Deeper
At the age of 3 or 4 while swimming at the Fisher’s Swimming Pool (about 1958), my circular floating tube became my death trap. I could see my sisters’ who were with me, the one closest to me was sitting on the cement sidewalk talking to two boys. The pool wasn’t really even open yet, so the life guard wasn’t there.
On the last working day before Christmas, I went to the parking lot with a friend to look at his new car. He was slightly ahead of me as we made our way across the pavement.
Suddenly, I realized I was going to faint and I tried to get as low to the ground as possible.
On Sept. 23rd, 2015 I was in a motorcycle vs. auto accident. We were hit head on and my girlfriend was killed. I flat lined on scene for 6 minutes and in the trauma center for 8 minutes. At this point I had no idea of what had happened.
I went to the Dentist to have a tooth pulled. I was given gas and left alone in the room. I felt the effects of the gas as I have received gas before. It began to create the "wa wa's" in my ears and I just relaxed and listened to the music.
On August 7, 1979, just seven days after my son was born, I lifted myself off of the couch and said to my husband that I didn’t feel right as I made my way down the hallway to the bathroom. I felt faint and light-headed as I sat down on the toilet to urinate. All of a sudden massive amounts of blood clots the size of softballs began pouring into the toilet. I didn’t understand that this was clotting. When I looked into the toilet, I honestly thought my insides had fallen out of me and I knew without any doubt that I was going to die! I was so frightened by that knowledge that I immediately closed my eyes and “let go.”
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