In July 1988 I had a monthly period in which the uterus would not close up and I hemorrhage. I went to the hospital and was admitted. At that time I did not have a regular doctor and so one was assigned to me. He did nothing to stop the bleeding. I laid in bed for a day and a half until my sister came in and told the doctor to do something to stop the bleeding. By then I was in the hospital for two days bed rest and so weak.
The doctor decided he should do something or be sued I guess so he gave me a shot of something to close up the uterus. My ex-husband was there with our children at the foot of the bed, my sis-mom was at the head of my bed when the doctor gave me the shot.
Soon I said "I don't feel right something is wrong" my ex-husband ushered our children out and my sis-mom came to my side. I could hear her talking to me but she sounded as if she were miles away not real close to me.
Then it happened. I felt myself being lifted off the bed held in the arms of Jesus, I knew it was him I could not figure out why he was there doing this but I knew it was him. He cradled me in his arms like you would do a new born baby. I felt all warm and loved and not in the least bit frighten. I wanted to stay in his arms forever.
I could hear a Nurse say "I can't get a heart beat" as she is shoving something into my ribs, as I could feel her doing this and could hear what she was saying. She did this three times and all the time I am thinking, I am not dead I can hear you what is wrong with you lady I am fine Jesus is holding me in his arms I was still not afraid as Jesus was taking care of me.
I could hear many voices after a bit not sure what they were saying kind of blended in with one another but they were loud people either talking or shouting to someone but I was sure it was not me they were talking to as Jesus was holding me making me feel okay in his arms.
I heard someone say "I got a heart beat" and I felt myself being lowered back onto my bed and I am shouting "No No NO I want to stay with you Jesus NO". I heard a doctor say "We have done all we can do for her only prayers can help now". I am thinking what are they talking about, who are they talking about it can't be me I am okay. I can hear them talking I am not dead.
I heard my Mom to the left of me saying the Rosary, I heard people to the right of me praying, not sure if it was the Rosary or just some prayers. I am saying or thinking in my mind Jesus why have you left me? Why did you not hold onto me? I love you Jesus.
Then out of the blue I sat up in my bed and said "I got to pee" I heard the doctor say "well she will be okay now" still the praying went on now I could hear what the prayers were that were being said people asking Jesus to let me live so I could take care of my little ones. That they needed their mommy.
The bed pan was brought to me, I over flowed it and it ran off the bed and I can hear people laughing about it not that it was a funny laughing but laughing because they knew I would be okay kind of laugh.
I heard a Nurse say "I got a blood pressure 50 over 40" and I could hear grateful voices all around me thanking Jesus for saving my life. And I was thinking "he held me in his arms, sure he saved me" and then I cried.
I told my Mom I wanted to pray the Rosary but I could not remember what the beads meant so she said them for me and we prayed and so did all the other people in the room too, doctors, nurses and special people as well. Once I started to improve, all left the room but my family and one nurse who was looking after me when the other doctors said she will be fine.
The shot did close my uterus. But I was allergic to the shot that closed it up. So my heart stopped beating and yet I could hear all that was being said and some of what was being done. How could this be I thought. When your dead you should not hear or think anything and yet I did.
The next day the doctor came in and told me he should have done something the day I came in and he was sorry. He told me the shot did not give me an allergic reaction to it and by me saying so to all that it did, he said he could have given me a shot of water and I would of said the same thing. I told him he was making fun of me and I didn't like it. I requested a different doctor for the rest of my stay there.
This shot caused me to lose all my senses but hearing. I could hear but that was all. I lost them for two weeks and then they came back to me one at a time. I had to have a care provider come into my home and take care of my children and myself day and night. I could not walk well, very weak and I never got a blood transfusion even though I lost half the blood in my body.
When I was getting better at home and could take care of my own children and myself I thanked Jesus for holding me while my heart was not working right and for saving my life that day so I could raise my children myself.
At the six week re-check up I told the doctor I saw after all this happen to me that I could hear what was being said. He told me I could not, that my heart was not beating. I told him I could feel my heart beating he said No. I said then I will tell you all that was said and done and after I got done telling him that he said "simply amazing".
Later on when I told other doctors about this they told me I had went through a "Near death experience" and since then I been reading other stories of people who have gone through this and lived to tell about it as well. Thank you Jesus for letting me live.