On the last
procedure (one week later) we had problems. The
local anesthetic was injected and the cath was inserted.
Within seconds
of the cath incretion I fell asleep ... (remember
no anesthetics were administered).
I dreamed
that I was in a very dark vast peaceful area (much
like floating through outer space, total darkness).
However, the feeling was extremely peaceful and
I felt very comfortable.
I was surrounded
by a total darkness, and I could not see anything
in any direction (including down since I was floating).
However, when I looked forward I saw a very (extremely)
bright light. Much like looking at headlights in
a car on a dark road, except that there was only
one light and it was extremely bright. However,
I did not have to shade my eyes because instead
of bothering me the light was attracting me to it.
The feeling
was EXTREMELY PEACEFUL and I felt very much at peace.
I felt a
great love emanating from the light.
As I walked
towards the light (I'm still surrounded in darkness
except for the light in front of me, which was attracting
me to it) much like a child walking to its father,
I felt very much at ease, and very much in peace
with myself and my surroundings.
As I walked
towards the light I noticed that there were two
silhouettes of persons standing on either side of
the light. However, I could not make out the persons
in the silhouettes.
I continued
to walk towards the light and at one point my entire
surroundings light up (much like walking into a
lighted room). I was now within the light along
with the silhouettes.
I could now
clearly see them. They were my mother and my father.
They passed away in 1997 and 1999. There was a another
person standing between them. It seemed as if this
person was glowing, a halo around him (the light
was emanating from the person). I could now clearly
see the person also. It was Jesus Christ.
No words
were spoken by anyone. We just looked at each other.
Their facial expressions were very comforting, as
if looking at me with approval and love. Much the
way a mother or a father would look at a child that
they had not seen in a long time, but were happy
(approved of him/her) to see him/her.
The time
passed quite fast and the next thing that I remember
is wakening in the operating room, and asking "What
happened."
I remember
seeing the nurse standing over me and telling me
to wake up. I had a pain on my chest, much like
getting hit with a baseball bat, and my chest area
felt as if was burned. Much like a severe sun burn.
I was then
given medications and transferred to the ICU. I
was later told that I had coded. According to the
nurse, within minutes of commencing the procedure
my blood pressure immediately dropped and my heart
stopped beating. I have been told that I flat-lined
and had to be paddled 5x before my heart began to
beat again. Later my doctor explained that my BP
was 120/80, immediately dropped to 0/0, and would
not rise. Then immediately returned to 120/80, after
the fifth resuscitation procedure. The BP never
dropped I just bottomed out and then returned to
normal.
I sincerely
believe that I died on the table, and came back.
I sincerely believe that I saw my parents and the
Son of God. I sincerely believe that God has placed
me back on this Earth for a purpose.
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