Male Voices

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I was feeling ill (flu like symptoms) for three days, better for two, and then sick again for two more days. I went to the doctor and was admitted to intensive care of a medical center for possible infection with Rocky Mountain spotted fever. I was given antibiotics and diagnosed with ehrlichiosis. On the third day of intensive care, my heart stopped.

At first I felt dizzy then I blacked out. I saw flashing lights and heard male voices speaking to me, but I did not understand what they were saying. They were distinctly male and it sounded as if they were speaking all at the same time. The sounds of their voices were not unpleasant at all, just confusing. I then felt warmth. I can hardly describe the feeling; it was just fantastic and wonderful. Warm and safe is the only way I can describe it.

I was resuscitated and told my heart had stopped for 28 seconds. There were no males on the floor so the male voices could not be explained. My heart stopped two more times. I am not a religious person and do not understand what happened to me; however, I now know that when my time comes, it is not a bad place to go.

Last Updated ( Monday, 30 June 2008 02:20 )

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