![]() Angels TouchA Story by annalysiar![]() A story about a near death experience I had![]()
I'm laying in a hospital bed, in one of those god awful blue hospital gowns, having been prepped for surgery. My best friend sits beside me and we're laughing about one thing or another. I remember her asking- no telling me to have them record it if they do a hysterectomy. I remember telling her to go a head a do it, and to let me see. Then her chocolate brown eyes got serious and she hits me.
"You better not die in there, b***h or your husband will kill us both." I brush her off and say: "Its just an endoscopy. What's the worst that can happen?" We look at each other for a long moment and then we laugh. Talking, and laughing with my best friend makes me almost forget about the prior few weeks I had been in pain. And that my mother is late...again. Then the doctor comes in and explains the procedure. I felt that tangy buzz of excitement of trying something new. Or maybe it was the growing seed of fear being planted in my stomach. My growing bubble burst when my girl decides to ask if she could record the procedure. I just laughed and apologize despite the fact that she looks completely serious. The doctor says that she would if she could, however it isn't legal. We shrug, it was worth a shot right? Either way, after signing consents and laughing some more the doctor gives me the cocktail which sends ice through my veins. At least that's how it felt. Like I was being frozen from the inside out. Then my world literally went black. I was dead to the world. In every sense. Funny thing: that wasn't even the scary part... I wake up to the sound of voices, and I swear I can see the doctors and nurses around me. I promise that I saw them trying to wake me up. They were saying that I wasn't breathing...to "Get the cart". That's when I realize that my eyes aren't open at all and that I am not moving. I don't know what to think or how to feel... Time seams to stop and everything seams to be moving so slow. I will my eyes to open so that I can say that I'm awake; that I'm okay. But they won't. The tube down my throat starts to hurt and constrict my throat and I actually can't breathe now. I'm trying to reach for it, but my body won't respond to my commands. I feel my head tilt to the left and then I see it... I see her, my Memo. My great grandmother who I lost this previous January...she stood beautiful and young again; strong as ever. There's this bright light behind her that makes me feel calm despite my fear. Am I going to die? My eyes wonder toward one of the doctors and I see my brother in law who we lost a couple of years ago...he smiles at me and shakes his head as he turns and walks away before I can say anything. My Memo kneels beside me and she put her hand on mine, her touch warm and tender compared to how cold it was the last time I ever touched her... "Calm down, Mija. You are fine" She murmurs to me making me gasp harder. She stroks my hand and I grip hers, not wanting to let go. "Relax, Mija. I'm right here. You're not alone." Memo murmurs again. I relax, gripping my memos hand, holding on to her strength. As the tube is pulled out and I am given oxygen to help my breathing regulate some more. I woke up, what felt like seconds later. Coming out of my spell, I can move again. I look to the left, and rather than my memo there was an old, kind looking nurse beside me, holding my hand...a part of me was confused. Another part was disappointed. And an even bigger part was relieved... I ran this through and over in my head again and again. And I come up with the same answers. I could say that I was dying. That my pupils were dilated and I saw what I saw because of the lack of oxygen. I mean, I was dying. And of course, there's that my Memo really did come to me and save my life... It fascinates me and scares me in a way. I like to think it was both...but one never really knows... © 2016 annalysiarFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on November 27, 2015 Last Updated on November 22, 2016 Author![]() annalysiarsan antonio, TXAboutI'm a simple person normally the quiet person in the room. My thing is honesty... Trust and we're great. Where I'm from trust is all you have. I love to write and I love to read. I have horrible gr.. more..Writing
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