People in Comas: I heard a great number of people had claimed they woke from comas, or had “near death” experiences. I often wondered how they must have felt. Overwhelmed? Imagine, returning from that state and asked to describe what they felt and went through? Would anyone believe? I could only later describe the strange and psychedelic dreams that I had experienced. We all have our own opinions. However, each “Dream” incident seemed entirely real to me …..
MY DREAMS:
Back to Work: After my black out in the hospital emergency room, I was suddenly sat in front of my computer, in our office area at home. How on earth did I get there? I couldn’t recall any procedure of discharge from hospital. What was I doing there? However, I hadn’t questioned it too much either.
I had a lot of work to catch up on, so just began from where I had left off. Unfortunately, I just couldn’t focus on any task. Everything became so confusing. I was no longer capable of making sense of what I was supposed to do. Suddenly, new clients (I later found out had never existed) popped into my head. I had no idea how to start artwork for them. I just stared at the empty screens in front of me. In reality, I normally had four computer screens and keyboards etc. to work from. My desk actually resembled the dashboard of the Star Trek Enterprise. On this occasion, I had no clue what to do! I felt sheer panic.
Strange Stroking of my Face: I was confused. I had lost the ability and hunger to work and tackle anything new. I panicked again and became afraid to touch the old familiar things in front of me. I sat there, very still, while I tried to absorb everything. I questioned why couldn’t I do the simplest of jobs or make any decisions? I gradually became pretty irritated with myself. I unexpectedly felt Colin’s presence to my right. He silently started to gently stroke the right side of my face. We hadn’t said anything to each other, but I unsuccessfully stretched my right hand out to his until he disappeared. I discovered a few months later that he had actually stroked my face while I was unconscious in I.C.U. Could it have been possible that I had felt his touch?
Strange Female Presence: When I opened my eyes, I felt Colin there again. This time, he was with a blurry apparition. Both of them suddenly lifted up my office chair between them and we began to float up the stairs toward a light upstairs. Somehow, I instinctively knew his helper was female, but I had no idea who she was or where she came from. Nonetheless, I was miffed at the fact that I couldn’t shout out my objections, while I was dragged away from my work area. I wanted to tell them that I was able to go upstairs under my own steam! Somehow, as we floated up the stairs, I lost the urge to be feisty and grudgingly accepted their actions.
Appearance of my Sisters: The scene changed to our upstairs bedroom and I was lying on my back in bed. Out of nowhere, a large white cloud appeared above me, to my left. Suddenly, I saw a large version of the head and shoulders of my middle sister, Susan. I recall thinking, “boy was she looking huge!”. Hello? What on earth was she doing in Spain? She was supposed to be in the UK with her family. She told me that I had to hold on, that I was strong and that she loved me. I tried to say that I loved her too, but she got sucked back into the cloud. Then, just like Susan, my youngest sister, Vivian, appeared equally as huge. She said the same things and disappeared in the same way. I was just as bewildered because Vivian was supposed to be in London. What was going on? …….
Planned My Funeral: I somehow was zapped back at home, in our dining area. I was aware of Colin and my sisters talking in the background. I tried to communicate with them, but couldn’t find my voice. I tried to get their attention by waving my hands in front of their faces, but my arms wouldn’t move. It was so frustrating. All three of them had been looking right through me!
Apparently, both sisters flew immediately over to Spain, when Colin explained that I wasn’t expected to survive. They stayed at our house with Colin, while I was in ICU. I later discovered that during that time, they had gone over the possibility of plans for my funeral! How awful it must have been for them. The poor things.
Another Strange Dream: My next experience was a snowy winter scene. Again, I was with Colin and my sisters, in some cold looking wilderness. This time, I was part of their group, as we wandered around in the frosty and unfamiliar looking countryside setting. I hadn’t felt the chill at all. We eventually ended up in a rustic looking bar or pub. I was sat opposite Colin and had my left leg (turned out to be my bad leg afterwards) up on his knee. He was tenderly stroking my leg, but I became increasingly nervous of our obvious public display of affection. Even worse, my left leg started juddering uncontrollably. The lady Owner came over to complain. I heard Colin tell her, “she’s OK, we’re having a quiet drink. She won’t disturb anyone”. To stop any further fuss, I informed them that I wanted to leave quietly. I made a start to walk (limp) back home alone. I had absolutely no idea where we were, but I just wanted to get out of that place and felt confident enough to try to get home. I also wasn’t aware that I couldn’t walk at all then either! I struggled to get up, while I heard everyone say “No Linda, you can’t”. Before I defiantly answered, “watch me” in frustration. The scene changed again …..
I had several similar strange scenarios after that, but some particular memories were more vivid than others.
Kidnapped: I was transported to a strange property with Colin, my two sisters, a couple of nurses or helpers in uniform. I assumed that they had come from the Hospital. They must have been there to take care of me, while Colin had to do his usual daily routine. As soon as he and my sisters disappeared, I was wheeled down into a basement by the uniforms. They began to change my dressing and to tie me down to a new hospital bed. I couldn’t move, fight or shout any objections. I could hear them discuss in Spanish, “be careful what you say, she can understand us”. All that time, I was observed by a faceless male lurking in the background shadows.
Tied Up as a Prisoner: I was totally helpless, strapped down, not able to communicate, as my anger and frustration grew. It felt like ages, but heard movements upstairs. The bogus nurses explained to Colin, and my sisters, the reason for my disappearance was that I had gone on a trip to Gibraltar. What! I wouldn’t normally do that without notice! Surely one of them could have suspected something? How long was I going to be kept tied up? We couldn’t afford any ransom. Was I worth anything at all? No way! I was so angry, helpless, but refused to die at their hands!
Freedom: It felt like an eternity but, but I was about to give up all hope, I heard my sister in law’s voice, Lara (Colin’s half sister from his Dad’s 3rd marriage – it’s complicated). I heard her say to me, “ Hello Linda, it’s me, Lara. I have Lucas with me” (Lara’s 15 month old son). It took me a while to force my eyes open to focus on the two of them. I felt really groggy and tried hard to focus on the hazy vision in front of me. At first, I felt massive relief that I had been found. Then deep suspicion crept in after my strange previous encounters. I decided that she had been part of the kidnap conspiracy and tried to slur, “you part of the conspirancy?” but failed . However she saw the alarm in my eyes. I thought she was part of the plot to spy for the kidnappers and tried to stop me to struggle away. She had visited when I first came out of my coma. Lord knows what the poor girl must have thought of me!
Finally Woke Up From the Coma
I slowly became more aware of my surroundings, but my head swirled, my sight was blurry and I couldn’t speak or move. In panic I tried to wriggle around and make noises. Colin later informed me that, he had heard me. He immediately ran to a doctor, stated that I was awake and had made some muffled sounds. The doctor said, “that’s impossible” and rushed over to me. I heard a male voice, that spoke my name above me. I struggled to answer, but only managed a slurred, raspy lisp of, “who’s that?”. The voice said, “it’s me, Colin, your husband”. I felt really happy, but when I slowly focused, I became alarmed and wondered, why was Des (our handyman) pretending to be Colin?
That was when the medical staff went into emergency mode and rushed my bed off to the neurology unit. I wasn’t supposed to wake up. A huge shock to everyone. The medics worked all night to keep me awake , conducted tests and MRI (brain scan). They couldn’t explain to Colin why I was still alive. Fortunately, I was blissfully unaware of all the fuss I had caused ……
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Your situation and experience really surprises me, in that two individuals in the same family could have similar experiences years apart. Your recollection of events as they occurred and the accuracy of them is very uncanny, but it happens and there is no explanation as to how and why it occurs. Now that you have begun writing about your experience more will come to you of the details while you were in the coma as though it happened “last week, etc”. I’ll write more later on this subject.
Many thanks for your comment. Yes I agree, it is strange how I managed to recall some of my dreams with such clarity. Some of them have been very vivid and, as you say, this has forced me to remember a little more but they don’t seem as important as the others. Afraid the time after in hospital seems as though some of the days have merged – could have been the drugs, I expect ….. Hee hee – Take care LINDA xxx