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In the Spring of 2020, I had kidney stones. I had never had kidney stones before and tried for 2 days to pass them. I was in severe pain and, after my efforts were unsuccessful, my husband took me to the Emergency Room. Because our area was under COVID-19 quarantine, he had to leave me in the ER by myself. It was about 1 am.
I was given Fentanyl for the pain.
The clock in the room was broken - stuck at 4:00 and my phone was in my purse, so I could not keep track of the time.
As the night continued, the nurses gave me more and more Fentanyl. The pain was never far behind. I had an MRI that revealed a stone in my kidney and a stone in my bladder.
Date of accident: 4-20-1980
Back story: Working at Forest Service, on a survey crew at the time.
Religious thoughts at the time: I would have told you I was an atheist the day before the accident, as a result of my step-father trying to force me into Catholicism; I had come to the conclusion that religion was nothing but a control mechanism - still think so today.
I have waited 74 days to actually put my experience to paper. Those I told right after it happened told me to write it down, but I still found myself unable to do so. When I question myself on why I haven't written it down or shared it with more people, thoughts of doubt come to my mind: I think people won’t believe me, they will say it was the anesthesia, they will treat me differently and may even shrug it off. As real as these thoughts are, what is more real is what I experienced. All I hope to share is encouragement to anyone who reads this, in knowing that there is life after death. There is something better, bigger and more beautiful. It is something unexplainable and using human words seems so feeble. However, I will attempt to share in words, as that is all I have.
Synopsis:
This is about an experience I had in 2017. It changed my life for the better in a lot of ways. I was brought up in the Mormon religion, and I was married when I was 19 years old. This experience showed me who I am at my core and gave me the courage I needed to walk away from everything I knew. I am now a successful accounting consultant and single mother to four gorgeous children.
When I was 11 years old, we were swimming at Fall Creek Falls in Tennessee when I fell asleep on a large boulder from which we were jumping off into the water. A person came up from behind me and pushed me in, not realizing I was asleep. I struggled and one person tried to save me but I pulled them under and they got away from me so … to the bottom I went.
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