I am strong enough to share this.
It happend on the last surgery I had till this day.
I was 15 years old at this time.
It seems as it was a rather easy surgery on my right arm.
So I only had to spend 3 days in the hospital.
But it looks like easy doesn't suit me.
Because on this easy surgery
There were complications.
I had troubles with my heart.
It was so much they had to use the defibrillator on me.
Luckily that worked for the rest of the surgery.
As usual after the surgery.
They would take me to the wake up room.
On the way towards it I already gained my consciousness back.
But the narcosis was still too strong for me.
So I could only open my eyes a little bit.
(like we all faked it as children when your mom checked on you if you were already sleeping)
That was the hardest thing I ever did because I had to use so much willpower for it to happen.
So yeah there I was in the bed on the way to the wake up room:
On my left side the doctor on the right side my mom who already came over.
And ther was me conscious in a body I couldn't move even a little.
I was TRAPPED inside my own body!!
I couldn't talk!
I couldn't move!
I only could see a little bit.
But I was conscious at this moment like I am now.
Then it happend.
I freaked out over the fact that I was trapped in my on body and got a panic attack.
And this panic attack let me to my NDE.
My near death experience.
Let me tell you about it.
I had an out of body experience.
I left my body.
My soul was still tied to my body who was lying in the hospital bed.
But I could float around in the wake up room.
I saw what happend.
I saw how my mom paniced over what happend to her son.
I saw the nurses stressing out.
Both called for the doctor who was about to leave the room.
I could feel the tension and the fear in the room.
But for myself I felt free, light and without any worries.
I observed what happend with curiosity.
When the doctor came back to side of my bed and several nurses gathered around my physical body...
My experience ended.
I woke up in the bed with a lot of machines around me.
And with several cable things on my chest to measure my heart rhythm and everything else.
I could move my body again!
I could talk again.
I could see again.
But I was also confused about what happened.
It took my several years to realize it....
What I had experienced wasn't normal.
But I only truly knew it when I took all my courage and asked my mom about what happened on this day.
It hit her hard that her boy experienced something like that.
Because she cried when I told her about it.
And I was right about everything!
To this day I can remember everything that happened while I experienced it.
When I think of about it I immediatly feel as if I experienced it once again.
I feel free, light and without any worries.
Which in the end makes me always smile.
This experience definitely had and still has a big impact on what I want to achieve in my life.
And I truly think this is kind of a sign that I meant for something bigger.
Because with the trouble I had on this surgery
I could also have died.
I will never forget about this and therefore my gratefulness for being here - alive - is immense.
@YourPrimePath I see the word "done" in this phrase not as fully finished as you could always work on it further.
As an example would be a podcast:
You will not record every episode you will ever make and then start to share it.
@thedankoe Such habits and even one of it will also change the pace of your day.
Those habits feel like they are going to give you time back you thought you did not have.
@thedankoe Without enough focus you will do one thing today and another thing tomorrow.
And that feels more like running from one lesson to another as it is in the school.
@lachlay Appreciate it 🫶
Looking back it definitely isn't the healthiest option because such a shift needs time.
Oh good to hear you overcame such experience too. Much love to you 💙
I am strong enough to share this.
It happend on the last surgery I had till this day.
I was 15 years old at this time.
It seems as it was a rather easy surgery on my right arm.
So I only had to spend 3 days in the hospital.
But it looks like easy doesn't suit me.
Because on this easy surgery
There were complications.
I had troubles with my heart.
It was so much they had to use the defibrillator on me.
Luckily that worked for the rest of the surgery.
As usual after the surgery.
They would take me to the wake up room.
On the way towards it I already gained my consciousness back.
But the narcosis was still too strong for me.
So I could only open my eyes a little bit.
(like we all faked it as children when your mom checked on you if you were already sleeping)
That was the hardest thing I ever did because I had to use so much willpower for it to happen.
So yeah there I was in the bed on the way to the wake up room:
On my left side the doctor on the right side my mom who already came over.
And ther was me conscious in a body I couldn't move even a little.
I was TRAPPED inside my own body!!
I couldn't talk!
I couldn't move!
I only could see a little bit.
But I was conscious at this moment like I am now.
Then it happend.
I freaked out over the fact that I was trapped in my on body and got a panic attack.
And this panic attack let me to my NDE.
My near death experience.
Let me tell you about it.
I had an out of body experience.
I left my body.
My soul was still tied to my body who was lying in the hospital bed.
But I could float around in the wake up room.
I saw what happend.
I saw how my mom paniced over what happend to her son.
I saw the nurses stressing out.
Both called for the doctor who was about to leave the room.
I could feel the tension and the fear in the room.
But for myself I felt free, light and without any worries.
I observed what happend with curiosity.
When the doctor came back to side of my bed and several nurses gathered around my physical body...
My experience ended.
I woke up in the bed with a lot of machines around me.
And with several cable things on my chest to measure my heart rhythm and everything else.
I could move my body again!
I could talk again.
I could see again.
But I was also confused about what happened.
It took my several years to realize it....
What I had experienced wasn't normal.
But I only truly knew it when I took all my courage and asked my mom about what happened on this day.
It hit her hard that her boy experienced something like that.
Because she cried when I told her about it.
And I was right about everything!
To this day I can remember everything that happened while I experienced it.
When I think of about it I immediatly feel as if I experienced it once again.
I feel free, light and without any worries.
Which in the end makes me always smile.
This experience definitely had and still has a big impact on what I want to achieve in my life.
And I truly think this is kind of a sign that I meant for something bigger.
Because with the trouble I had on this surgery
I could also have died.
I will never forget about this and therefore my gratefulness for being here - alive - is immense.
Change of scenery is a power move.
When you are far away from your habits and routines.
You get like a clean sheet, an unwritten piece of paper and you can write on it without needing to look for space.
The words you write in your mind are where the magic begins.