Today marks an anniversary for me, and a very important one. Six months ago, on September 5th, 2018, I went into a hospital for a minor medical procedure (a “lady parts” thing). When I stood up (in the recovery room) to get dressed, I was bleeding profusely. Despite my protests, I was sent home. I wasn’t home very long before I asked my friend to summon an ambulance.
I was bleeding to death, and I knew it.
By the time I was transported to a local ER, I’d probably lost 2-3 pints of blood. The ER apparently didn’t believe me, because I was still talking (albeit slowly). Perhaps 30 minutes after admission, I lost consciousness and my blood pressure went to 32/25 (according to Milton, who remained by my side while I was in the ER cubicle).
The next time the automatic bp machine searched for a blood pressure, there was none. I had flat-lined. That’s when the excitement began. The medical staff came running down the hall and shooed Milton out into the hallway.
For more than 10 minutes, I was gone. Fact is, I was having a wonderful time! 😀
I “woke up” when my heart stopped and this experience of “dying” changed me forever. After returning to this world, I was transported by ambulance (really fast!) to a local hospital. Whilst there, I had four days to lie perfectly still and think about my life. I realized that I had been miserable since my husband’s suicide. And, in those four days, I was in the company of “too many angels to count,” who literally swarmed me, sang to me, answered my questions and kept me company.
It was during this time that I realized that I needed to make many changes in my life.
One of those changes was a move to a small town in the Midwest.
I’ve been here for five days, and even though moving long-distance was a herculean effort, it’s the best decision that I ever made. I’m living in a friend’s house and I have an entire floor to myself. It’s bliss. I don’t recall a time in my life when I have ever been happier.
For now, I’m going to focus on enjoying life and appreciating the beauty of nature, the love of friends, and the pure joy of remembering my time in heaven.