What Happens When You Are Dying

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It's something we all have in common, yet it's one of the most mysterious aspects of humanity; Death. What actually happens as you cross over to the other side? Check out today's epic new video to find out!

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My husband and I unfortunately experienced this when my daughter passed. I remembered I screamed. Something you cannot describe the pain. She was our only child. I remember her nails were white like nail polish was on them. So sad all of it. However, she is in heaven and I will be with her again one day.

edithfisher
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My wife died suddenly due to a heart attack. She was a horse trainer and riding instructor. It was a shock I haven't gotten totally over. She had just turned 50. I have never seriously dated in the 14 + years since. I get a lot of comfort from our last words to each other being I love you. Tell your loved ones you love them and give them examples by actions of your love

kirkmorrison
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This hits home. Someone I knew sat down and had a major heart attack, medics worked for 45 minutes but couldn't save him. Hospital said to discontinue care and they called it

thekakashihatake
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I’m 28 and had sudden cardiac arrest for the first time at 21. Healthy, never done drugs, otherwise fit. But for some reason it keeps happening.
I’ve survived cardiac arrest now 11 times thanks to an internal defibrillator that was implanted after the first cardiac arrest.
It’s a very crazy experience to say the least and it’s hard to wrap my mind around each time I wake up from “dying”.

Feels like I’m GTA when you walk out of the hospital after dying except in real life. Just black until you wake up there. Sometime I remember my “death” and sometimes I have no idea what happened but am told once I wake up.

My diagnosis as of now is Idiopathic Ventricular Fibrillation. aka the doctors way of saying they have no idea

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My father passed away this last July. He had no savings, no life insurance, nothing... I did know he wanted to be cremated and wanted his ashes scattered where his mother's ashes had been scattered. Where I live, just for the cremation was $3500, not counting an urn or anything. Luckily, there was a place called Community Action. I applied for financial aid for the cremation and they paid the funeral home $1500 for my dad's cremation. Because the funeral home accepted the check from Community Action, the extra $2000 was waived.

I'm putting this here in case someone who sees this is in my previous financial position. I recommend anyone who needs it to consult with options or get life insurance so that your family doesn't have to go through what I went through.

moonlitkitsune
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Earlier this year my oldest cat passed on due to old age and kept getting worse. Her final day was pitiful. The night before I put her down, she slept with me and as I carried her to the vet, she just laid there and knew it was her time. When it was time to give her the medicine, she was ready to go. Yes she’s a cat, but she probably had the same experience we have as humans (on a smaller scale). She went peacefully and calm. I still miss her but understand this is how life is.

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My mom was 54 in 2007 and all the sudden just passed out and died at school. She was a teacher. She was in teacher training meetings at the beginning of a new school year. She was healthy and exercised regularly. She had been overweight but had actively lost her excess weight years ago and maintained a healthy weight for many years prior to her death. It was pretty shocking to us all. Her own mother lived well into her 80’s and her sister is pushing 80 now. Her father did die younger in his 60’s, but he was an alcoholic. The final cause of death was determined to be “idio-pathic cardiomyopathy” which basically means heart failure of unknown causes. You never know when your time is coming.

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I had to watch both my parents pass away slowly, unconscious in medically induced comas over the span of 4 days for my father and 10 days for my mother. There’s something to be said about watching your parents fade away and you’re powerless to stop it. This was very recent, mom was 6 years ago and dad went 2 years ago. Thing that sticks with me was counting their breaths as they passed after LS was stopped. I’m still all messed up mentally over it, I’m only 42 and didn’t think I’d lose them so soon. TLDR: Hug, kiss and tell your parents and other loved ones you love them often

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My friend was in his fifties. Healthy. Blood donor. One day he was in his shop speaking to a customer, he suddenly collapsed, and died. Massive Cardiac arrest. The customer called next door and asked for help where a nurse was recieving Reiki. She worked on him for 15 minutes until the paramedics arrived. They worked on him until the air ambulance arrived.

He didn't make it.

It was such a shock, but it turns out he had an undiagnosed genetic heart condition.

I miss you Raj. You were a legend.

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I always imagined when you die. It goes black for about 5 seconds and then randomly you wake up to see Morgan freeman smiling asking if you want a drink.

guapoindustries
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No matter how many years I’ve worked in healthcare, that is the one part of my job that never gets easy. I’ve lost count how many times I had to excuse myself from the room, after telling the family their loved one was gone, so I could run to my car and bawl my eyes out. We are scientists, we are medical professionals, but we’re not robots. We are trained not to show emotion in front of the patient or the family, we are compassionate, caring, and reassuring. But nobody has ever seen one tear stream down my cheek. Luckily, I transferred out of the ER, so I don’t have to give that news very often, but each time I do, it takes a little piece of me away, even if I’ve only just met the patient, it’s still a human being, and I can’t help but be overwhelmed, knowing that, despite all of my efforts in my teams efforts, we couldn’t prevent the inevitable. Trust me, it hurts us too.

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my grandma died about half a year ago, my mom and i found her lying peacefully in her bed, she had been dead for about 3 days due to cardiac arrest, her dog was lying on her chest barking to her to wake up. we took the dog and are all still mourning her loss so this really hits home

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When they started talking about the 10% rate that people survive cardiac arrest outside of a hospital I realised how lucky I just am. My father wasn't feeling well for a couple of days so he decided to go to the hospital and get checked out. They made him do a stress test and he went into Cardiac arrest. Before he went into surgery he asked to see a photo off all of his children. I was only eight. I don't know how I would live without him now. Hes going into another test after 5 years. Hes going this friday. Im so nervous for him. I hope it goes well, im only 13 I dont know how I would live without my father.

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My husband died over night at the age of 38. It was sudden unexpected death in epilepsy. I hope he felt calm and pain free. I'll be with him again when I'm done here. Another 45 years or so. I can do it.

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As someone who’s had a NDE from an OD, all I saw was a bright light at the end of a tunnel and was scared. I was 21 at the time and wasn’t able to cope with my MDD. Having a NDE scared me from wanting to go. Just an update on this story: 8 years later today I am officially married to a wonderful person and have experienced more in life because I survived.

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This is really interesting, I attended a 27yr old in cardiac arrest in the home setting, I was second crew so there was already CPR in progress. There was no co-morbidities that were of any concern, partner just said that he went out for a few minutes and then found her slumped on the desk. We worked on her for over an hour and the hospital called it whilst she was still in VF or ventriular fibrillation. They said that even if we got her back now, there would be HUGE neurological defect and she may just end up on a ventilator for the rest of her life

She had 9 doses of adrenaline, 1 lot of amioderone and 11 shocks, still couldn't bring her back and i regularly think about the kid that's now without a mum

Go hug your loved ones please :)

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Whoever's reading this, i pray that whatever you're going through gets better and whatever you're struggling with or worrying about is going to be fine and that everyone has a fantastic day! Amen

KazzzzzzTooGood
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When I was in my early 20s me and four other guys were headed home after playing a show and stupidly, we were all very drunk. Car flipped. One of my best friends, guy I had known since the third grade, got thrown outta the car, but was sitting up talking and he wasn't. I could see it in his face when he started fading away but I couldn't get him back. Still dream about it every so often.

LongJohnLiver
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When I was 15 (I'm 26 now), my father passed away. We texted each other the night before, told me he wasn't looking forward to having a surgery on his lower back he needed to get sometime soon. The following morning, I was pulled out of class and my mother and step-father told me that my father had passed from a massive heart attack (at 53). I was in total shock those first moments after hearing the news, not believing it at all, but then just broke down once I processed the information. It seemed so unreal since I'd just talked to him less than 12 hours earlier and he was completely okay.

Please make sure to tell your loved ones that you love them, and hold them close when you have the opportunities to, because you never know when someone's moments may be their last.

Couriander
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I remember watching my dad die in a span of 4 days when I was 16. When he passed away, my grandmother told me to hold his hand for as long as I could for it would be the last time. I held his hand for what felt like hours, even though it was maybe 10 minutes. I’ll never get the image out of my head of him releasing air after he passed. I thought he was alive and hope surged through me, only for the hospice nurse to bluntly tell me he was dead and his body was just releasing gases. To this day, I’m not sure whether I’m grateful for the honesty or upset with the lack of emotional care for a 16 year old. That was 10 years ago, and there’s not a day that passes where this memory doesn’t hit me. I remember what I was wearing, the hospital floor, time of day, everything. It’s hard to live life sometimes with memories like those. RIP daddio, I’ll always love you

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