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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/MaxMindsets on 2025-04-21 05:15:00+00:00.
This happened last year, but it still messes with my head.
I was in the hospital after a routine surgery, nothing crazy, just getting my gallbladder removed. Everything was supposed to be smooth. I woke up in recovery feeling okay, but about an hour later, I suddenly felt really cold, dizzy, and like my heart was beating out of my chest. I told the nurse something felt wrong, and that’s the last thing I remember from inside my body.
What I remember next was watching the whole thing happen like I was standing in the corner of the room.
I could see myself lying on the bed, pale as hell, a bunch of nurses rushing in, alarms going off. One of them was doing chest compressions. Another was calling for a crash cart. I remember thinking, “Holy shit, I’m dying.” But I didn’t feel panic. I felt weirdly calm. Detached. Like it wasn’t really me down there, just a shell.
I could hear them shouting numbers, shouting my name, and even yelling something like “We’re losing him!” But I just… watched. I even looked down at my arms and realized I didn’t have arms, not physical ones. I was just this floating awareness, kind of like being in a dream, except more vivid than anything I’ve ever experienced.
And then it got even weirder.
I felt this pull, not like someone was grabbing me, but more like gravity started working in a different direction. Like I was about to be sucked upward, somewhere. I don’t know where. And right before it happened, I heard this voice in my head, totally calm, just say: “Not yet.”
Next thing I knew, I jolted awake with a mask on my face, gasping like I’d been underwater. My chest hurt like hell from the compressions.
Turns out I flatlined for almost two minutes. Heart completely stopped. But somehow, I came back.
I didn’t tell anyone what I saw, not at first. But I’ll say this, I was more “alive” during those two minutes than I’ve ever felt in my whole life. And whatever I was, wherever I was floating… it wasn’t nothing.
It wasn’t a dream.
I know what I saw.