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When I was 5 years old, I had an operation to remove my tonsils. Unknown to the doctors, I had a very low enzyme level of Cholinesterase. At that time, with the anesthesia that was used, it was very dangerous. It was like a huge overdose because my body could not break down and absorb the anesthesia.
I found myself near the ceiling of the operating room. I watched as a man was pushing up and down on my chest. I saw more people in the room than when I went in. There was it seemed a machine or something behind my head. But I really wasn't interested.
On the evening of May 8, 2020, I had a medical emergency. I had been trying to quit drinking alcohol. The Topomax made me not want to eat or drink anything. It was about two weeks of withdrawal and limited nutrition just before the NDE.
I believe I have experienced two NDEs. The first one was induced by DMT (Bufo experience in Mexico) and the second one was during a car accident in New Jersey. The two experiences happened within 5 months of each other. The first one was at the start of the New Year on January 4th 2024. The second was on May 11th 2024.
My near-death experience took place in Montreal, Canada, in 1976 when I was just six years old and in grade one. Although our summers here can be extremely hot, we do have four seasons, and this happened during one of our typical Canadian winters. Lots of ice in the school playground somehow didn't prevent little six-year-old kids from running around on it during recess and lunch. My friend at the time, let's call him Kirk, thought it would be funny to rip off my winter hat from my head and run off with it. Naturally, I chased him but I guess I didn't get very far before slipping on the ice, falling to the ground and cracking my skull.
This is what happened to me. I had been very ill with TWAR, which is a bacterial lung disease, for a couple of years when this happened. I could neither walk nor be active for more than a maximum of 10 minutes or so, without then getting a fever for three weeks afterwards. Always exhausted. Difficult to breathe. Constant feeling of suffocation.
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