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December 2007 - Page 6
Heart Attack NDE
by Allan Beecham
My "near death experience"changed my life. It happened on March 20, 2005 at 1 a.m. in the morning. It happened at Henry County General Hospital in Paris, Tennessee. I was at home in bed and awoke just after midnight with what I thought at first was heartburn. I got up and went to my bathroom and saw myself in the mirror and I was a gray color. I then became very nauseous and vomited into my bathroom sink. My chest pains were getting worse and worse, and I then was pretty sure I might be having a heart attack. I was only 40 years old, but have a strong history of heart disease in my family and have lost many close relatives to heart attacks. Having just lost my health insurance, all I could think of was how was I going to pay the medical bills from a heart attack! I had worked all my life to buy my home and land, and worried as I drove myself to the hospital that I might loose my home for medical bills. I drove myself to the hospital instead of calling an ambulance because I didn't know how I would pay the ambulance!
Anyway, I made it to the ER where they immediately took me in and hooked me up to an EKG, and the doctor told me, "Mr. Beecham, you ARE indeed having a heart attack." I replied, "Yes, I think I am," and then instantly I was in a different place -- NOT the hospital, but a beautiful peaceful place and I felt the opposite of pain I felt euphoria. I was bathed in a warm, white light, and standing there with me was my aunt Gaytha Barnhill, who had died the previous year of cancer. She was my dad's baby sister and we were very close. Cancer had ravaged her body, and when she died she didn't even look like herself, but now she looked so beautiful and she glowed as if she were radiated. She didn't speak, rather she communicated with me anyway; I could just read her mind and know what she was telling me. She pointed to an image, something I can only describe as a HUGE billboard or photo of a man, and I understood this man was GOD. Previous to this, I was atheist. She pointed to this image and I knew she knew I understood what she was telling me; that GOD IS REAL and he is in control and HE LOVED ME. Then the next moment, I was back at the hospital but in a "shell," that shell being my body. I had no feeling whatsoever and it was like I was an observer in this, not a participant. I could hear everything the doctors and nurses were saying, I could see my chest rise and fall as a nurse squeezed a bag pushing air into me, and I was aware another nurse was giving me CPR, but I could not feel anything, but had NO pain medications at this point. Then I heard a nurse say, "He's back," and immediately the agonizing pain was back too. The pain was so bad it shot through my body like lightning and it was unstoppable. No matter how much I begged for pain relief, they wouldn't give me anything for fear it would put me back into cardiac arrest.
They were vigilant, however. and I'm so grateful to them and all who helped me through, but I know it was GOD who sent me back. I often wonder why I was only allowed to see the "image" of GOD and not HIM in "person" like I saw my aunt "in person", but I realize that's only for HIM to know as I am not capable of thinking or reasoning on such a superior level as HIS.
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