From: alanb@sonic.net   
      
   Dear newbie ...   
      
   Curious that your doctor is not aware of when your heart stoped, and how   
   long he took to get it started again ... they have to mark the time of death   
   when such things happen for the certificate if they have a body to deliver   
   to the morgue.   
      
   As for the wonderfull feelings you had with getting your noggin popped ...   
   maybe it was the drugs on a par with the endorphine rush of the exciting   
   crash ...   
      
   If you were on the otherside ... it will come to you in flashbacks or dreams   
   ... or not.   
      
   Good luck in your recovery.   
      
   Alan   
      
      
      
   in article 41122DA7.9080403@yahoo.com, B Walker at   
   braindead0_nospam_@yahoo.com wrote on 8/5/04 5:52 AM:   
      
   > I saw reference to this group on the net somewhere along the line,   
   > thought I'd pop in and share my experience.. I'm not entirely sure it   
   > qualifies as NDE and I don't remember very much at all.   
   >   
   > 2/14/1989 I suffered severe head injuries in an accident, according to   
   > my parents the doctor said my heart had stopped (they don't remember   
   > exactly how long, it was minutes but 1 or 2 or 5.. they aren't sure).  I   
   > never pursued getting any documents related to this as quite frankly I   
   > don't think it really matters much.   
   >   
   > All I can remember is an overriding feeling of peace, I think I was   
   > perfectly ready to go.. no tunnel.. no light.. no voices.. Kind of like   
   > pre-dawn in the middle of an empty desert.   
   >   
   > Woke up 7 days later and the above is all I can remember.  I do know   
   > that I recaptured that feeling once, low sided a motorcycle on a canyon   
   > road at about 45mph and as I was sliding down the road.. I felt the same   
   > peace.   
   >   
   > Pretty much a life changing experience in a variety of ways, most of   
   > which are difficult to express.   
      
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