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In reply to the discussion: Get Your Flu Shot, Folks! [View all]HockeyMom
(14,337 posts)My temperature went up to 105. My Mom said I was delusional in my sleep. Grandma didn't. I was describing everything I was seeing, beginning with being at the ceiling looking down at myself and them. Today a lot of people would describe this as a near death psychic experience. What I was describing might have sounded delusional at the time, and horrific, but it didn't 9 years later almost to the day on my 15th birthday on November 22, 1963. I woke from that dream, soaking in sweat, and my fever had broken. I remembered everything I had seen in the dream. What was worse my sickness or that dream? For me then, and today, it was the dream. Well, Grandma, whose culture believes in these things, said everything happens for a reason. I learned a long time ago what that reason was.
I don't want to start a religious discussion here, but after my husband's heart attack (Code Blue 4 times), a number of the nurses asked him what he saw when he blacked out. He saw nothing. He was lucky. Why would people in medicine even ask something like that?
Sorry to get OT here. This might belong in a Religion thread, but this is what I experienced as a child with Scarlet Fever.