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Since 2000 I'd become increasingly ill upon developing Sjogren's auto immune disorder, which attacked my salivary glands, heart and lungs. In 2002 I needed open heart surgery for idiopathic pericarditis, and in 2005 was diagnosed with an incurable lung disease called LIP for short or lymphocytic interstitial pneumonitis. By October 2008 I was dependent on supplemental oxygen, addicted to opiates and benzodiazepines, and prednisone, which brought my weight up to over 250 pounds and necessitated two cataract surgeries. I was often bedridden. I was severely depressed and slept an average of 16 hours a day. I'd given up hope of ever being healthy. Three days before I accidentally overdosed on Valium it became necessary to have my remaining teeth pulled due to damage from dry mouth associated with Sjogren's auto immune disorder. A valium drip was used to sedate me for the surgery, but posttraumatic stress kept me from completely going under. I have absolutely no memory of the gruesome dental surgery or my fighting the dentist. I also have no memory of the following three days at home recovering while I self-medicated on Valium. However, I remember one thing clearly. On October 23rd at 8:30 a.m., I heard the voice of God say, "Call 911."
I was struck in the face by a pickup truck that was being driven by a drunk driver. He was travelling at 78 miles per hour in a 25 zone. I knew I was going to be crushed in two as soon as the truck began to break my ribs.
I have several experiences to share, starting with one that occurred in February 2008. I died for 20 minutes from heart failure and was shocked five times by an ambulance crew. At the hospital, I was put in an induced coma with freezer bags for five days. During that time I was given a blessing by my LDS (Latter Day Saints) bishop. I only had a 2% chance of living with strong probability of no brain functionality and becoming a vegetable. When I awoke from the coma, my first words were that my bishop had given me a blessing.
I had a new pole barn built in January 2009 and was eager to grade around the foundation to prevent water from entering the barn. I was frustrated because it had rained for most of January and February and now that we were finally into March I had hoped for drier weather. Sure enough, we had been without rain for five days, but now it was threatening to rain again in the evening so I was trying to finish grading before dinner. I didn’t realize how important that day would be in my life. That afternoon in early March I had a Near-Death Experience.
I had an accident on August 1, 1986 that stopped my heart for a short time; I do not know how long. I was alone at the edge of my peanut field with a 30-foot irrigation pipe in the air. It was too close to the overhead electrical distribution lines and I took a bolt of 7200 volts through my hands and out the sides of my feet. The pipe did not touch the wires, just came close enough that the electricity jumped through my well-grounded feet with wet socks and wet tennis shoes on damp earth. I remember feeling the electricity with my hands and then I was out. I am usually a very calm person that does not quickly get too excited and pretty much accepts what comes my way, but I remember how my verbal consciousness became very excited, unaccepting and fast as I pleaded that this was just an accident. I did not belong here. My daughter and wife needed me, etc. I remember my visual consciousness becoming aware of darkness. In the darkness I saw in the distance two spheres and they were lit in a tight fingernail crescent from a very bright source of light that was off to the right edge of my view. I felt that I was moving toward it to become one of those spheres; the other sphere was my guide in this new dimension. I was not moving very fast, just drifting toward the spheres. Then small blue patches began forming. As more patches of blue formed and expanded, the darkness and spheres were covered. I came to on my back looking up at the blue sky.
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