Posted on 11/09/2019 7:21:00 AM PST by daniel1212
What is the craziest unexplained event you have witnessed? Jennifer Scholl, MSW from The Ohio State University (2018) First, let me say that I am and remain a huge sceptic, even after this happened. I’ve thought of every possible explanation and I still have no idea how this happened. Whether you choose to believe me or not, I have no reason to make this up and like I said, I’m skeptical every time I hear a story like this. But nonetheless, here is the completely unexplainable event I witnessed:
In 1999, my mother was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and was put on multiple drugs, including prednisone. She was having seizures and her over all mental and physical functioning were being severely impacted by the tumor. Her doctor very stupidly failed to mention that the high dose of prednisone he’d put her on causes potassium to leech out of the body, so she went into hypokalemia. Her heart stopped and the jolt when she hit the floor was hard enough to cause it to restart, enabling her to call 911. I was asleep at the time in the house and woke up to my brother telling me that police and paramedics were downstairs working on her.
We kept an eye on the situation that night because it was looking catastrophic, as they had to keep going back in to resuscitate her. Eventually we went home (they kicked us out basically) and just hoped she’d make it through the night while they pumped her full of potassium and other drugs through her IV. The next morning, we hadn’t heard a word and assumed she was doing fine. I got up and came in to see her and was relieved to find her awake and alert. She was also very loopy and positively euphoric. The first thing she told me was that she’d left her body the night before, and found herself walking with Jesus on a beach. She was so ecstatic, talking about this amazing experience she’d had, that Jesus had told her it wasn’t her time yet and that she still had many years yet to live.
My response was… let’s just say there was a lot smiling, nodding, placating “oh wow that sounds amazing, Mom”-type responses from me. I was secretly thinking that whatever drugs they’d given her must have been… uh… the “good stuff” if you know what I mean! So after maybe 15 or 20 minutes of this, her nurse came in to check her over, and so this woman also got to hear the story, and like me was clearly very amused and just going along with it.
When the nurse pulled back the sheets to look at my mother’s feet and ankles, I heard the nurse gasp and freeze, like she had no idea what to do. I looked over and saw what had her so shocked, and needless to say, I did the same. My mother’s legs were covered in sand, almost up to her knees. Like she’d been walking on a windy beach and the sand had gradually got stuck to her legs as she walked in the surf. The nurse peeled her socks off (which were the socks issued by the hospital and put on her feet the night before), and found that her feet were also covered in sand, and it was even between her toes. She ran out to get other staff in, and before we knew it, there was a parade of doctors, nurses and patient aides coming through the room to look at my mom’s sand-covered feet. I could hear people in the hallway debating how a woman in Ohio, nowhere near any sand at all, whose heart had stopped several times in the night and who had sensors on her body to detect if she got out of bed, was able to walk through sand, despite the fact that she hadn’t been covered in any when she got there. If she had been covered in sand, they would have noticed and cleaned her off when they dressed her and put the socks on her feet. No one was ever able to come up with a logical explanation, it’s not like they were keeping sand traps in the hallway! And we certainly weren’t keeping big sand pits, or any sand period, at home. They later gave her the socks in a baggie, still covered in sand.
In the end, my mother did survive the brain tumor, despite being told she had 6 months at most. She found what was at the time a new, experimental treatment, called stereotactic radiosurgery and underwent the procedure as only the 6th patient to ever have it done, and in the end it saved her life. She had more than 15 happy years with us before dying of breast cancer almost 4 years ago, and always kept those socks as a reminder of the time she walked with Jesus. So whether you believe it or not, that is the strangest, most unexplainable event I’ve ever witnessed in my life.
Thank you, who_would_fardels_bear-!
Will Google “The Finders” “FBI”.
Trying to figure the reasoning of your name...
Fardel (Noun): A Bundle Plural is Fardels
Ex: “A fardel of stories, personages, emotions”
From Hamlet’s soliloquy and a Brunching Shuttlecock’s satire of Star Trek.
Sceptic is a valid variation of Skeptic these days...I’m old school enough to prefer the latter spelling.
Thank God for His mercy and grace in giving you more years to be His instrument, to show His love and Truth in this world, to His glory, as you trust the Lord Jesus to spiritually save you by His sinless shed blood, as one who is as helpless to do so as you were physically to save yourself. May we be to others as the doctor’s hands physically were to you.
I am 67 and have not been under medical care since about 1978, but I do have angina and am getting increasingly tired.
But I almost didn't make it to my 64th birthday because of the problems I described after my open heart surgery.
If you have angina and are getting tired, that is a clear sign that you need to get your heart checked out. Don't wait.
I never had angina or a heart attack prior to my heart surgery but my cardiologists said I could have had one at any time. I had four coronary arteries that were 80% occluded or blocked when they bypassed them during the surgery.
Good luck but go see your doctor as soon as possible.
And your best guess as to how ?
Honestly, it could be my brain playing a trick on me. Perhaps I conflated 2 separate trips. But that doesn’t make se se to me because I noted the apparent glitch shortly after it happened. The two roads take me to the same place. At first I thought I’d simply made a wrong turn. Upon arriving home and looking at a map, however, I saw that it was impossible to have done this. It’s a bit complicated to explain.
Omgosh.
Thank you, who_would_fardels_bear_!
I shall be spending time this week reading Hamlet. Omgosh.
I guess I will have to view (?) Brunching Shuttlecock’s satire of Star Trek. I thinking it’s a clip... I’ll find out. LOL
Wow. Any mileage warranty?
But I almost didn't make it to my 64th birthday because of the problems I described after my open heart surgery.
Thanks be to God for greater grace. We take making it to this age for granted, when 100 years ago the life expectancy for males was 53.5.
If you have angina and are getting tired, that is a clear sign that you need to get your heart checked out. Don't wait.
I do not plan on any check up, nor using any medicare. I have had angina for years actually, yet have been able to run around or otherwise be active most of the day. I take some Hawthrone Berry and LiArginnine capsules when angina becomes really noticeable. The increased fatigue is what I notice more. Get up about 6AM but usually want a nap about 8PM after eating, but go to bed about 10. .
I never had angina or a heart attack prior to my heart surgery but my cardiologists said I could have had one at any time. I had four coronary arteries that were 80% occluded or blocked when they bypassed them during the surgery.
I am sure I have some blockage, Weight is about 135 and height about 5'4'' so maybe that can help, but prayer for the issue and other things and being in His will in service to Him is what is most important.
The fact that the angina goes away does not mean the underlying reason you are having angina has gone away. It's like taking an aspirin for a splitting headache when your about to have a stroke from a brain aneurysm. You're treating the symptoms and not the underlying problem.
I will just say that I don't think your decision not to go get your heart checked out is a wise one if you care about your health. Your body is telling you in as loud of signals that it can, that you are about to have a full-blown coronary.
If you think you're "tired" now, wait until only a half of your heart muscles are pumping because the other half are dead from the heart attack. You will be bed ridden or, at best, in a wheelchair. An invalid.
My advice again is to go see your doctor. Don't wait.
Thank you for your concern, and nothing against doctors in this case, but you would have to know my good reasons for choosing this, which have only been confirmed time and time again. If I am not still active years from now I will try to remember to let you know. In the meantime, may we both be instruments of God's grace and Truth thru surrender to the One who gave Himself for our sins. Grace and peace thru Jesus the Lord.
Obama’s election in 2008 and his re-election 2012.
Very good
Mine are the bad guy and will not repeat.
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