Dawson

Until this summer we knew things were different with Our son.

Near Death Experience

I debated about writing this for along time. I think it would be wise, as it explains much about my current thinking and my soulful determination. I went thirty years not knowing about nde's, It was not until this summer that I accidentally fell into a website that could have been written by me. I for those forty years just went about my business, thinking yeah me's nuts but it feels so good.....lol.

That day I called my wife up, and said babe when you get home I want to have you look at a webpage with me. She thought the normal uninteresting stuff, that I normally float up, but this day turned out to be, the most cohesive day of my life. The site IANDS, turned out, that it just nailed me to a tee, both good and bad. When my wife got home, I explained to her briefly about what I was going to show her and went on from there. Aftereffects of an NDe is I believe what we were reading, when she just turned around to me and said, Oh my god, that's you! Without a single hesitation she then said, oh my god that's Dawson! Dawson, is our three year old son, and she was right.

On the day he was born, life became nothing less that a miracle.

Things were not going well the morning of his birth. Our doctor, had insisted my wife's water had burst two hours earlier that what it did. I still have yet to figure out how he blew that one. Needless to say he came back in two hours and thought she would have been ready to deliver, but if anything she had reverted backwards. He examined her again and said, hmmmm strange your still intact, and then instructed the nurse to manually break the sac. Well, he had other rounds then to attend too, and asked the nurse to page him when the labor began intensifying again. With that, he left the hospital, not to be seen again until well after the birth.

Within 45 minutes or so, my wife began in earnest. Things were happening very rapidly. My wife wanted an epidural for the pain management but the lady who was on standby was called down to the ER for an emergency case that had just came in. Dawson started to crown, and they paged our doctor. The only persons qualified to deliver the baby were two interns, who never delivered previously. Well the epee, arrived but the nurse and doctor were not having a successful time administering it, with my wife not being of easy character at that moment. The monitoring device at the exact time they decided to forgo the epi, started an unusual cadence. It was like someone blew a whistle, everyone stopped, everyone became extremely quiet. Dawson was dying.

They inserted a metal monitor probe into dawson's skull. They were hoping that it was just the commotion that cause the ultrasonic device to fail, it did not. From that moment on everything was a blur. Hands, and hearts moving rapidly, trying to bring dawson out. He came into this world, as blue as the deepest blues. My heart sank, the umbilical cord was unnaturally long and had wrapped around his neck not once but twice. It was weird, I looked at my wife, who of course could not see him, but she was somehow just out of it enough not to have realized what was going on. I thank God that she did not have the epidural, for if she did, I think she would have been aware as to the dire nature of the air around her.

Within seconds, Dawson responded to manipulation, his blueness faded and he scored extremely well on his at birth screening test. I was amazed at how quickly things turned normal, one moment thinking all was lost, then realizing we had a beautiful bouncing baby boy.

Until this summer we knew things were different with Our son. My mother who had 5 children of her own 13 grandchildren and two great grandchildren was the first besides us to notice. Her exacts words were, Jan, you have an angel, Jan a real angel....devout polish roman catholic that she is, you have to realize how odd it is for her to describe a human that way, in her eyes that would be somewhat blasphemous. Soon many started noticing his uniqueness. At three years old he has so much passion and reflection it is odd. When I had my first nde I was 10 yrs old, and my friends and family after the accident, all could only say, wow has he changed. Not once did I ever find this phrase satisfying, nor helpful. With Dawson, we will never know another side, He will always be who he is. I look forward to him growing up just like any Dad would, but now ya know I will be looking at something else as well. I will be looking for his light, and my friends at this time, that light is so very bright.

Dawson Wildes is his name, I thank god every second that goes by for this truly hand given piece of heaven

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One most extraordinary aspect of NDE's is that the underlying pattern seems unaffected by a person's culture or belief system, religion, race, education, or any other known variable, although the way in which the NDE is described varies according to the person's background and vocabulary. There is no evidence that the type of experience is related to whether the person is conventionally religious or not, or has lived a "good" or "bad" life according to his/her society's standards (although an NDE often strongly affects how life is lived after the experience).

An anthology, is a collection of literary works, originally of poems, but its usage has broadened to be applied to collections of short stories or biographies. The word derives from the Greek word for garland or "bouquet of flowers" which was the title of the earliest surviving anthology, assembled by Meleager of Gadara. Meleager's Garland became the seed that grew into the Greek Anthology. The term miscellany is also used, but was more common in the past. Within this page are links to people who have wrote several stories on near death experiences.