On Nov 11, 1985, I died.
That’s what the doctor informed me later.
At the time of my experience I was a practicing alcoholic and had been consuming between a pint and a quart of whisky (mostly bourbon) every day.
On the day I “died,” I consumed around between a quart and half gallon of vodka, gin, scotch and bourbon.
In my defense, I was upset.
Anyway, I passed out around 2 PM and fell into my bathtub. I woke up sometime the next morning in the emergency room where I learned later the doctors had given up on me and stated I was in a fatal coma. My blood alcohol level was 0.55% whereas the legal limit for driving while intoxicated was 0.01%.
I have since learned that if anyone has a blood alcohol level of over 0.45%, they are considered to be in a fatal coma and will not recover.
Somehow, I did wake up,
I entered a recovery program and so far, I have not taken another sip of alcohol since November 11, 1985.
I went on to finish my Air Force career in 1990 and have been operating my consulting business ever since.
Many people have asked me what I experience during my Near Death Experience.
Other than some memories of being somewhere where the colors were more vivid than ever before or since and some other vague memories, I don’t have very clear memories.
I have been curious and done some reading on the subject.
When writing the story of a lone fighter pilot facing seven armed Iranian fighters in air to air combat, I made it interesting by having my protagonist, Harry Miles, undergone a Near Death Experience while evading deadly air to air missiles.
I think it made it even more exciting, but I will have to leave it up to the readers to judge.
If you want to check it out, my book, REDEMPTION, is available exclusively on Amazon Kindle and as a paperback.
You can order it here.