I saw my mom crying and I thought, “Holy shit…this must be for real.”Īnd as soon as I thought that, I fell asleep. I was lucid enough to laugh internally thinking, “Wow…I must be really sick if I don’t even freak out over all of these injections.”Īnd then it happened. I remember thinking that it must be serious if a doctor was shouting, as they usually don’t show panic. That’s when I saw nurses and doctors around me injecting me with things and shouting. Once I arrived at the hospital, I was put on the most uncomfortable bed ever and drifted off. My mother carried me to the car and drove me to the emergency room. Luckily, the sound of me vomiting was enough to wake her up. I tried to yell out to my mother but I didn’t even have the strength to do that. I woke up in the middle of the night with a fever and I couldn’t lift my head high enough to puke on the floor, so I puked all over myself, the bed, and my lovely concerned dog. I had just flown in from Japan, so I assumed it was jet lag and fell asleep. I went out shopping with my mom and had a lovely time.Īround 7 p.m. I went to the dentist feeling fine, happy that I finally got the work done that I needed. I got sepsis from tools used over at a dentist. Combined with the darkness of the ambulance, I thought my refusal to go with whoever offered me their hand led me to a fate far worse than just dying. I woke up in the ambulance with the EMT hovering over me. I remember saying that I wasn’t ready yet.
It wasn’t as if I was scared of what was waiting on the other side, I just felt it wasn’t time to go yet. A disembodied hand reached out to me, and it was this warm, welcoming feeling. At the end, there was the white light that everyone talks about. I remember walking through this blue tunnel. When I was eight years old, I was run over by a car. BindingsAuthor had this chilling experience: I equate it to trying to describe a new color to someone. I feel like I can remember what we spoke about, I just can’t put it in words. When I woke up, my body felt healthier than ever and I had this peace about me that hasn’t gone away. He ended with telling me that I couldn’t stay because I still had business to take care of. He told me my Heaven was this dark secluded area where I could finally be at peace. We talked for what felt like an entire lifetime. I found myself talking to a mysterious voice who told me he was God. While “dead,” I was in a completely dark area all alone. I took a ton of pills and washed them down with a ton of rum. I had been very depressed for a while and decided it was time to go. Then I remembered I had a newborn baby and was instantly back. I knew there were people waiting for me where the light was coming from over there. You probably won’t even get out of going to school tomorrow.” You’re gonna feel completely fine within a couple of hours. Some minutes later, I opened my eyes and a very large man was staring at me. As I was going back, I remember closing my eyes and thinking, “I guess whatever happens…” And then nothing. They threw my ass on a gurney and started pushing me back. I remember arriving at the hospital and they didn’t even bother with registration. I felt like I was slipping away into sleep. My breathing got very labored, but I sort of of didn’t care. Everything I saw had a yellow tinge and I suddenly felt very heavy and tired. My face and head had swollen hugely.īetween my house and the hospital, I started losing consciousness.
Then when I came out of the bathroom, my mom looked at me and had a look of horror. I quickly turned the shower off and got my clothes on and began feeling dizzier and dizzier. In the shower, I began feeling dizzy and my back started hurting. Told my mom I got stung by some bees but I thought I was okay. They stung me all over my head, neck, behind my ears - 39 stings the doctor counted. I got stung by a nest of wasps right next door to my home. The responses below are equal parts hopeful, inspiring, and chilling. One of the most popular questions asks users to describe near-death experiences. Reddit often hosts threads asking people to describe experiences or tell stories around certain topics. Their experiences are the best accounts we have of what’s waiting for us after the curtains close on our earthly lives. While no one has a firm answer, there are those who have died on the operating table or come very close to death and then made it back to our world. The answer to that question depends very much on your upbringing and religious attitude. Share on Facebook Pin Is there life after death, or is there just blackness to greet us when we die?
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