TRUE NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE
I was traveling in Central America during my Junior year in College and became violently ill with a bacterial infection. I was also allergic to the sulfa drugs that I was given for this serious illness. Exhausted and dehydrated, I went to bed in a blanket full of ice cubes to try to bring down the dangerously high fever. I fell asleep and then suddenly had the sensation that the wind was knocked out of me. I rushed up through a tunnel toward a dark open place where above me was a brilliant blue white light source. Suddenly a figure appeared over me and held my arms out to my sides and began to breathe for me through my mouth. He was dark and had huge wings. I could not see his face. Light surrounded him. I felt breath entering my body and realized that I had been dead. Then I was catapulted back down the tunnel and jolted awake on the bed. I was soaking wet and the fever was broken. As I turned my head to the room, I saw a fleeting glimpse of large brown and red and gold wings leaving the open window. Twelve years have passed and that experience has remained as clear and awesome as the day it happened. My whole life has changed from it and I have become spiritually stronger. I believe that it was the healing angel, Raphael.
I've had this happen to me quit a few times before. i'd say the closest time came when one day i was feeling tired so i decided to lay down , and when i did supposely i fell asleep. I don't know if this was a dream or not, but i'm just gonna say it was a dream... i had dreamed i was in labor and everything was so real , when i really started to feel pain i started to cry and i thought "is this real pain"? . I was gonna there labor when i felt myself dying , cause then all of the sudden i couldnt' feel the pain . i can feel my body rising and i noticed i was up in the air and my body was on the hospital bed and i could hear the nurses saying "we lost her". after that i seen a big ray of light and some guy who looked like jesus tell me to walk in . So i did , and when i did we went for a walk in beatiful garden and i thought "could this be heaven"? after a few minutes of walking he said"you must go back". I said "but it is so beatiful" , all of the sudden my voice was fading and i could feel myself falling really fast and back to the emergency room i was. then i just kept falling and it got black ..... then there i was laying right on my bed in a hospital gown. I don't know if it was real or my fiancee, or friends playing a joke on me since i woke up in a hospital gown but i'm not afaird of death now.
O,Brien.
About two years ago, on June, 20,1998, I was in a very bad car accident. I was the passenger in a small pickup. The driver of the truck was drunk and I was unknowing as to the extenet of his drunkenness. We were going 80, or faster when we hit a tree head on. I was not wearing a seat belt.I had braced myself for the impact because I had seen it coming, and screamed out, "OH, GOD"! After the impact was over I looked down at my mangled body, and realized that I was in deep trouble. I had no clue that my aorta (the main artery in your heart) had torn.My left (femue) leg, was badly broken,and so was alot of the rest of my body. The left side of my face was gone as well. I sat helpless pinned in the truck for more than 8 hours, (I should have already been dead by then.)By the time the ambulance arrived I was slipping away. The EMT kept trying to talk to me about my children to keep my "with him". He later told me that I died with my face in his hands. This was a difficult thing to hear, and is still very hard for me to tell! I arrived at the hospital here. The police had already contacted my family. I was refusing treatment, I was in so much pain. My mother grabbed my face and told me "Angie you are knocking at deaths door, please, let them help you." The next thing I rememeber was being airlifted to a bigger hospitol for heart surgery. I was now 11 hours with a torn aorta, and dieing. I was afraid to be alone. That was my worst fear was that I was going to die alone.I made it through only by the grace of God! The doctors had told my family that I had little to no chance, 3% they were told. I later found out 3% was of a million. I consider myself a miracle as well do my family and doctors. I don't recall a bright light, however I can tell you that there was an angel with me in that truck. I truely beleive it was my gaurdian angel. I have since recovered only to now realize I can see ghost. I am very scared and in need of some help with this. I know nothing about this. I've tried to tell people but noone believes me! My doctor had put me on so much medication and called them dillusions. I just recently got a visit from an aaaunt that passed away, and she left me a message for my mother, but I am afraid to tell her. I hope that whoever reads this may in some way be able to help me. I am no longer on meds, and this is no dillusion! Please help me, but only if you think you can. Serious inquiries only please. I feel as though I'm still trapped....Angela.
One night, I stepped out on the landing outside the back entrance to have a cigarette while waiting for my technicians to close their patients charts. I sat down on the first step and lit the cigarette, when I heard my Dad say in a very loud voice, "If you don't do something to change your life, you will never see another Christmas!" Without thinking, I leapt completely off the flight of stairs to the sidewalk below and ran out of the parking lot to the street. Then I spun around and looked behind me, my father had died 13 months before, hearing his voice was a tremendous shock. The was no sign of anyone on the landing, the stairs or in the parking lot which was very brightly lighted. It wasn't until I got home that I calmed down enough to get over hearing his voice and realized what he had said. My response was to make an appointment with my doctor for a complete physical, but all the results were very normal.
I dont know if I am right when I say that the tunnel is not there. Just un aperence, but here is my story. In the year of 2000 in december at crhistmass I woke up in morning at 6.00 am. At this time of year (winter) I usually dont use to wake up that sudden. I was ill... My mom tryed to get a doctor but there was no time for me to come to the nerest hospital. We tryed to get some medecin becuase of my fever, but I did not get better. After several houres I went back to bed and I was very tierd. I fell a sleep and I started dreaming about the santa telling me: yesterday was 3 days of your life and tommorow will be your desteny. suddenly I woke upp again and as fast I opend my eyes I saw something in the end of the room. Something bigg and bright was standing there looking at me. He told me to take his hand, I was so afraid of him so I closed my eyes in hope I would not see him again. I opend my eyes and he was gone. The illness of mine began to fade away and it was al gone at new year. I belive that the time he was in my room he tried to help me. I looked at the clook and saw it was 6.00 am again. I belive he took me back in time wile he was healing me.
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Broin | 23/10/2006 4:06 am
