I underwent my second triple bypass surgery 2 Jan 2008. There were some severe complications which caused the surgical team to put me in a chemically-induced coma. I was out for three full days and as the Filipino nurses were bringing me around, I thought for sure I was on my way to hell. I thought I had wasted a good confession. Then I regained consciousness and figured I’d better change ways. One of the nurses said something to me and I automatically answered him in Tagalog. I hadn’t been in the Philippines for 50 years! This took place in Delray Beach FL, which we call Paradise!
When I was coming out of a gall-bladder surgery in the USAF hospital, I was waking up, still in a fog, and saw the anesthesiologist looking at me.
Me: “Am I in Hell?”
The doc: “No, just recovery”
Me: “Are you sure? As bad as I feel and as bad as you look, I must be in hell”
I promptly went back to sleep.
I don't recall saying that but a couple of nurses made a point to tell me what I said. . .they liked it because the doc was an arrogant a$$, apparently.