I was looking down on myself in the chair and at my sister's sleeping boyfriend. I felt weightless, floating freely. I couldn't feel the pain in my chest any more.
My near death experience happened in 1980 but I will never forget it. I
was 36 and had no idea I had a medical problem that could have killed me. It
was late at night and I was watching television at home. Brian, my sister's
boyfriend, had dozed off on the sofa. Suddenly, I had huge chest pains and
this crushing feeling in my chest. As the pain got worse so did the
crushing. I was clutching my chest and my throat, gasping for breath.
Just as I felt I couldn't breathe any more, I found myself flying vertically
upwards through a tunnel at high speed. There were gruesome, distorted faces
passing over me. It was horrifying. There was a blinding light at the end of
the tunnel but the faster I travelled the further away the light seemed to
be.
That's when the pains in my chest were at their worst. Then I came out of my
body and floated upwards until I was level with the clock, halfway up the
wall. I was looking down on myself in the chair and at my sister's sleeping
boyfriend. I felt weightless, floating freely. I couldn't feel the pain in
my chest any more. I couldn't feel a thing. There was nothing except peace
and tranquility. I've never experienced that feeling of bliss any time in my
life.
Then I started thinking that I wanted to get back, back to life. I looked
down over to Brian and I thought I'd try to wake him up. I shouted and
shouted but I couldn't get through to him - in reality, I suppose, I wasn't
making any noise. So I willed myself to come right down. It seemed like I
went back in my body from my feet upwards and it felt like someone gave me a
really sharp bang in my ribs when I went up through my abdomen. I had a
tingly feeling all through my body and now I assume that's when my heart
restarted.
I did wake Brian up then. I was shattered. My chest felt as though a
thousand horses had run over it. He said to me, 'You look like a ghost'.
Sandra stayed in the same chair all night, too frightened to fall asleep and
not understanding what had happened to her, physically or spiritually.
The next morning, I shuffled to the doctor. I was very fit but that morning
I couldn't walk faster than a shuffle. It was agony. The GP took one look at
me and sent me to hospital for tests. It turned out I had had a pulmonary
embolism and they said I had come very close to dying.
Since her experience, Sandra says that, like many of those who suffer NDEs,
she has become more interested in the world and the people around her.
I became more aware of the natural beauty around me in Cornwall. I felt
lucky to be alive. I give a lot to charity and I do a lot of charitable
work. I am not a religious person but I do pray a lot. I am convinced I saw
a glimpse of hell in that tunnel and of heaven afterwards when I was
floating and everything was so blissful.
It wasn't a dream, it was as real as anything you see.
FROM: A glimpse of the other side
AUTHOR: Darius Sanai
SOURCE: The Express
DATE: February 23, 2001