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The year was 1962...
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The year was 1962...
I went to donate blood on my college campus...
I was clinically dead for approximately 2 minutes according to first responders & my medical records...
I became short of breath on June 10th, two days prior to the event with a heart rate of ~144 and oxygen sats around 85%...
In July of 2019 I was in a car accident...
While travelling in a car on a highway at approximately 90 kph we were hit head on by a transport truck travelling in excess of 90 kph...
In February 1995, I had a curettage procedure after a miscarriage; when the doctor administered the anesthetic, he told me to take a deep breath and relax, and that's what I did...
I went to bed on that night in 1995...
To preface this story, I have Pulmonary Fibrosis...
I had been under a pain doctor's care for quite a few years from being diagnosed with fibromyalgia and osteoarthritis...
#1 I was an ornery child as my mother says and always going my own way and years beyond my age at the same time...
I was in the dentist office getting a cavity filled and the dentist administered laughing gas as the anesthetic...