1990 when I was in labor with my daughter I died for 15 minutes on the table as they tried to save her and then me. It was the most encrediable feeling. No pain, no worry, nothing. I stood next to the table with my hand on my head watching the doctors shout at each other. Then a man with blue eyes looked right at me and BANG I was back in my body.
After that it made living hard. I have always been afraid to commit suicide for one reason, Iwas a young women giving birth so it wasn’t my fault when I died.
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