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I overdosed on alcohol and pills. It may have been a suicide attempt. I was clinically dead several times over a period of about one hour. I was given the last rights.

I was floating near the ceiling looking down at everyone. There was a room full of people. I zeroed in on my mother crying. I saw how upset she was and how much she loved me. I saw her
crying and the priest giving me the last rights. I saw my father to the side looking speachless. I heard the doctors and nurses either talking or thinking that I would not make it.

I felt like I was being pulled away from my body then I was stuck for what seemed like a long time near the ceiling looking at myself and everyone. I remember saying or thinking I'm not ready to go. Next I remember heading back toward my body. The next thing I remember is waking up the following day in the hospital bed.

A few weeks later my mother spoke to me about what happened in the room. She started to tell me. I stopped her and told her everything that had happened. I told her who was in the room, about my father standing silent, the priest...everything.

Last Updated ( Monday, 26 February 2007 14:12 )

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