Wee
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Have you ever been with a loved one when they passed on? Whether it be a family member, friend, or (if you're a health care worker) patient. I am curious to find out if anyone has had any unexplained experiences or "feelings" being around a person who is or has passed on. As a health care worker, I have had many experiences with patients. It is a feeling I cannot quite explain.
The other day, a patient came into the unit after cardiac arresting. The EMS team brought him back; however, it was unclear how long his heart had stopped. His eyes were locked and bulging, which is a clear sign of brain death. He had been in an out of hospitals for the past two months. The doctor had to confront the family that no matter what we could do for him, he was going to die. They made the decision to make him comfort measures after Lifenet reviewed him for organ donation. I went into his room to right down his vitals, and felt this presence. The room had an aura to it. Even though his eyes were bulging, a tube was shoved down his throat, and his breathing was guppied, I felt a sense of peace and comfort. It was a feeling so light and loving. His family had not yet come to be with him in his final hours. I was compelled to hold his hand, and say a prayer for him that he passed on without confusion and without fear. He died shortly after.
I cannot say the peaceful energy is present with all who are dying. There is always a presence, but sometimes it is very strange.
My grandfather died in 2007 very quickly, although I knew it was going to happen.
My grandfather had a terrible stroke 7 years before. He died, but was resuscitated. In 2007, a week before he died, I had this terrible feeling that something bad was going to happen. He had been to the doctor and my mom assured me that he had a "touch of pneumonia, not serious, he has his antibiotics"....well I somehow knew that something else was wrong. And I told her "I have a bad bad feeling."
I had a heart-to-heart as I prayed that night. I remember every word. I said, "Lord, I know you are going to take him from me. I feel it. He has suffered enough. If you are going to take him from me, please do it quickly. Do not let him suffer. He is a man that deserves dignity."
The day he died (Before it happened), I was feeling very ill that day. I was very tired, felt run down, and just sick. I thought, "Great, I'm probably getting the flu." I ate some chicken noodle soup, had a 2 hour nap before my night shift, and felt completely rejuvenated. It was like I was a brand new person. Five minutes later I received a call from my mom who was barely audible through the tears she couldn't fight. She told me my grandfather had just died. The phone was shaking in my hand, and all I could ask was "How?", trying hard to not to cry. She said, "Your grandmother said he felt sick all day. She made him some chicken noodle soup, he took a nap, and passed away."
I dropped the phone and lost it completely. My mother's boyfriend at the time drove me to my grandmothers. I knew what I had experienced was God and my grandfather letting me know he was okay.
Has anyone had any experiences related?
The other day, a patient came into the unit after cardiac arresting. The EMS team brought him back; however, it was unclear how long his heart had stopped. His eyes were locked and bulging, which is a clear sign of brain death. He had been in an out of hospitals for the past two months. The doctor had to confront the family that no matter what we could do for him, he was going to die. They made the decision to make him comfort measures after Lifenet reviewed him for organ donation. I went into his room to right down his vitals, and felt this presence. The room had an aura to it. Even though his eyes were bulging, a tube was shoved down his throat, and his breathing was guppied, I felt a sense of peace and comfort. It was a feeling so light and loving. His family had not yet come to be with him in his final hours. I was compelled to hold his hand, and say a prayer for him that he passed on without confusion and without fear. He died shortly after.
I cannot say the peaceful energy is present with all who are dying. There is always a presence, but sometimes it is very strange.
My grandfather died in 2007 very quickly, although I knew it was going to happen.
My grandfather had a terrible stroke 7 years before. He died, but was resuscitated. In 2007, a week before he died, I had this terrible feeling that something bad was going to happen. He had been to the doctor and my mom assured me that he had a "touch of pneumonia, not serious, he has his antibiotics"....well I somehow knew that something else was wrong. And I told her "I have a bad bad feeling."
I had a heart-to-heart as I prayed that night. I remember every word. I said, "Lord, I know you are going to take him from me. I feel it. He has suffered enough. If you are going to take him from me, please do it quickly. Do not let him suffer. He is a man that deserves dignity."
The day he died (Before it happened), I was feeling very ill that day. I was very tired, felt run down, and just sick. I thought, "Great, I'm probably getting the flu." I ate some chicken noodle soup, had a 2 hour nap before my night shift, and felt completely rejuvenated. It was like I was a brand new person. Five minutes later I received a call from my mom who was barely audible through the tears she couldn't fight. She told me my grandfather had just died. The phone was shaking in my hand, and all I could ask was "How?", trying hard to not to cry. She said, "Your grandmother said he felt sick all day. She made him some chicken noodle soup, he took a nap, and passed away."
I dropped the phone and lost it completely. My mother's boyfriend at the time drove me to my grandmothers. I knew what I had experienced was God and my grandfather letting me know he was okay.
Has anyone had any experiences related?
