Trying to stay conscious, a friend, and an OBE

February 12, 2016

Last night, the evening of February 10, 2016 into the morning of the 11th, I didn’t know if I would make it through the night. I got sick again, and was doing all I could do not to pass out. I didn’t care about the dying part, I wasn’t fighting that, but I was trying to stay conscious as long as possible.

As I did this — and presumably as I became more and more tired — someone who couldn’t possibly be in the room was suddenly in the room with me. At the time I was facing the wall in my bed, so she was behind me. She began to speak, and as she did so I began to panic, but where a few years or even months ago I would have “lost it” with her in the room, last night I was able to control my fear and go along with what was happening.

She wasn’t an angel, and in fact, she was a friend of mine back here in the physical world. As she spoke I began to wonder if she would have any recollection of this in the morning. That is, if her soul was really visiting mine at this moment, would she remember this in the morning? Was there something I could say to her to get her to remember this in the morning? Or was it all an illusion, a hallucination?

As I was trying to stay conscious she spoke about a few things, but nothing remarkable, nothing I could bring back here and say, “This was a real experience because she said XYZ, and then I was able to verify what she said.” Instead, as she spoke I began having an OBE, began moving my astral body without my physical body, and we did some zooming around before I lost consciousness.

I woke up later in the night and was still very sick. I had perspired a great deal, and I was very warm. I got up, opened the windows to cool down, splashed water on my face, and generally did everything I know to do to keep from passing out.

The rest of the night I remained sick, and stayed in bed for a total of nine to ten hours. I felt better in the morning, but still not great. Fortunately I had planned to take half of the day off of work, so I just decided to take the full day off to recover. I’m typing this late on the evening of the 11th, and while I don’t feel great now, I do feel significantly better.

If I haven’t mentioned it before, I am currently dealing with kidney and liver problems, and some tests last week show that my cancer may have returned, or the radiation I had to treat the cancer may have caused other problems. I don’t know which specific illness was causing the problems last night, but all I can say at this point is “whatev,” as my niece might put it. It’s good training for me to stay in the present moment, and as I mentioned, I wasn’t fighting against death last night, I was just trying to stay conscious as long as possible.

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