I’m writing a book about a girl who has cancer and is eventually put into a coma what’s is the process of being in a coma and what is like being in a coma ?
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I was in a coma when I was 10 years old from having diabetes. I was in a coma for a week, and in January i was in a coma for 6 hours, also form diabetes (high blood sugar)
Often it varies from person to person, i don’t remember much, except everything being black and just kind of remembering thinking about things in general, not related to being in a coma or having extremely high blood sugar
Its kinda like sleep except of someone molests you, you don’t wake up you just have to kinda try to enjoy it.
My brother was in a medically induced coma for 3-4 weeks. He did recover. (Only to die later.) He related that he was having a dream about the people who were in his hospital room. The women, the female nurses, were his girlfriends, and he introduced me to them. No way he could have known that I was there. He had no concept of time either. So the time in the hospital and the time on the ventilator were not even an issue. He was drifting in and out of this lowered state of consciousness.
Now, I have to take a tangent to discuss what happened in my ‘death-zone’, comatose excursions. It was an amazing adventure! I visited homes, people, and places of business that had come into existence during my coma and afterward. For example, I described one house to my wife and how to get to the property. I drew the map and the house’s layout. We took a day and drove there to find that the exact house I ‘visited’ was being built were I saw it in my death-zone travels. Another example was a ‘visit’ with my brother, who is alive and well, as we ate at a restaurant, made of coral, by a body of water. Amazingly, in the physical realm, he came to visit and I took a picture of him when we went out to dinner. Upon review of the photo, I noticed that we were next to a lake with a coral statue standing behind him, outside of the restaurant. I’ve always had a bit of psi ability and have been practicing and studying it for years, but this was beyond me! These events, in addition to many others, caused me to consider that my travels were more than just mental twists and dreams.
I was in a medically induced coma for three days due to complications from triple by-pass surgery. I slowly drifted from a state of unconsciousness from the anesthetic used into a totally black world feeling nothing, not being able to move nor talk nor open my eyes. I was able to hear everything going on and my brain was working at full blast when i was in coma. I heard all that was happening in my room. I figured where the speaker was by how the volume of their voice changed. I heard my brother encouraging me to get well, the nurses and doctors talking about my condition. The only thing they did say but should have was that I was in a coma. I had sleep and awake cycles. When I was awake I only “saw” black while sleeoing I had vivid, electrically colored dreams. These dreams were visions of my heart surgery but with all the personnel and myself being abstracted. The only scare I had was when a priest came to my room and prayed to me. I went into a panic. I thought he was giving me the Last Rites. I screamed in my mind to God to spare me. I wanted to live. I was in a panic but could not do anything, I was frozen like a rock. Then I felt a warmth on my forehead and on the palms of my hands. That was the only thing I felt during the three days of my coma and the panic was gone (when I talked to the priest after coming out of the coma, he told me he was Annointing the Sick and what I felt was the warm oil he used in the rite). Close to when I was to be revived one eye at a time was opened. I saw a doctor shining a small flash light into my eyes. That was the only thing I saw while in my coma. I then felt myself drifting again but this time it was into consciousness. I was awake but totally disoriented with tubes stuck into every possible place they could fit one in. And totall wired to sensors. This started the road to normalcy. I had to learn to swallow again as well as walk and move around. That’s about coma.