My NDE

I'm not sure if this is a "near" death experience. It's pretty much a "died a tiny bit" experience.

In 2009, I was pregnant with my youngest. I was high risk because of some complications with my first daughter 2 years prior.

I had a C-section with my first daughter and planned to have a scheduled C-section with my second daughter. But the way I was cut the first time (from my belly button to the top of my pubic bone), put me at high risk for the scar to tear internally and cause massive bleeding.

Well surprise, surprise. It happened. I was rushed to the hospital in terrible pain, 9 months pregnant. I kept telling my husband that something was wrong. I even told him "I think I'm going to die." He comforted me the best he could and I was quickly rushed to the OR.

My stomach looked like a huge bruise. It was black, blue, purple. All the colors you don't want to see.

The doctor was on his way in the OR and the nurses were rushing around and talking to me when all of a sudden, my entire point of view changed.

I was standing beside my head. I saw myself laying on the operating table. I saw the nurses hooking up bags of blood and manually squeezing them while doing chest compressions on me.

I had a wave of sadness rush over me. I knew I was going somewhere. I knew I was dead. I could hear the flatline.

Then I heard a really amazing sound. I heard crying. I heard my daughter crying. She was safe. I felt relieved. Then things got a bit crazy.

I heard someone yell "I GOT HER!"--- then nothing. Just quiet. Peace.

Then I woke up in the recovery room. My husband was crying. He never cries. When I asked him what was wrong, he jumped up and started kissing me and rubbing my face.

He told me what happened. I told him I already knew. He asked me how and I told him that I didn't really know.

I was "dead" for 2 minutes. Clinically dead. I lost too much blood, too quickly.

What people don't tell you about these types of experiences is how long it takes you to feel normal again. For the longest time, I would be either really hot or really cold. I was either starving or had absolutely no appetite at all. There was no happy medium.

But that was 17 years ago. I don't recommend the experience. Zero out of five stars. Getting the kid was great, but the "journey" was crap. Needless to say, she was my last.