Without going into to detail, I will say, I tended to hemorrhage after having female surgery. I was hypersensitive to drugs used to control excessive bleeding. When administered those drugs, I went into severe anaphylactic shock, which can be fatal.
I have a heart condition. When the chemicals regulating my heartbeat became unbalanced, my heart would beat erratically and just stop. This happened three times during surgeries. I have had a blood clot travel to and lodge in my right lung and I have had a heart attack.
From a medical viewpoint, there are two types of death, clinical and biological. Clinical death, as I experienced, means that my heart had ceased to beat and my breathing had stopped.
If my heart were not re-started within five minutes, I would have progressed to a biological death. The cells in my body would have started to die and disintegrate and irreversible brain damage would have occurred.
In all these cases, the medical care I was given, returned me to this life. Each experience changed me, damaged me, provided me with insights, and hurried me to complete my life's work.
These experiences added to my desire to prepare for my eventual final departure. I purchased life insurance when I married and jointly bought a home with my husband. I had a will drawn up while I was pregnant with my first child. After the death of my dad, I bought a cemetery plot and purchased a pre-paid burial policy.
After the birth of my last child, I had a serious illness that ended in a "near death experience." This will be the subject of a future article. My "NDE" was responsible for my spiritual preparation to meet my Creator. In other words, I have tried to get my spiritual business affairs in order.
Many little tasks go into our making final arrangements. These tasks took on more significance after my heart attack. That death experience went farther than the rest. I actually suffered a partial biological death. Why do I say that? Because when I went into cardiac arrest, my brain cells were deprived of oxygen. This deprivation resulted in permanent damage to my language areas and short-term memory.
The wife and mother my family brought home from the hospital, was not the original model of me. We have spent over two years now trying to adjust to these changes. I was no longer capable of performing all of my previous responsibilities.
