Just throwing out some of my own limited experiences with a medically induced 2 week coma and the aftermath of it and want to see if others will share their experiences.
I won't go into the specifics beyond it was due to after surgery complications that I was put into a 2 week medically induced coma. It was some trippy shit, not quite like time skipped or that it took forever. 95% of the time I can remember of the coma-period was blackness, and a dream where I was old and dying in a room that was all chrome, hooked up to crazy machines that I could only see out of the corner of my eyes. The nurse, also chrome, walked in all smiles and told me I was gonna die in a few minutes, and that I would get a chance to talk with someone. That someone ended up being a weird robot on wheels with a screen on its "chest" that had my grandma's face on it. I don't remember what it or I said, but the nurse started unhooking me and I couldn't breath. Next thing I know, I woke up in my hospital bed, 2 weeks later, 80 pounds lighter and pretty much no muscle mass to speak of. Grandma was in the room and they were taking a tube out of my throat.
I didn't sleep for three days after that, even when they tried to knock my ass out afterwards. I was hallucinating (maybe) a lot of stuff for the next week in the night time hours. Like I saw three lights in the shape of an eagle, a snake and a fish pop out of me and move through the air before going to different rooms. I saw what looked like the Grim Reaper on the ceiling watching me and occasionally moving around the room. The room felt like an elevator and it just went down down down and I saw what I can only assume are demons at every floor that also changed the color of the lights and made horrible sounds. One of them was a shadowy guy that was tall and willowy with a wide brimmed hat called "The hooker man" that made me absolutely terrified.
It's been over a decade since then, and it's always stuck with me. Wondered if I died on the operating table and this was some form of hell for me, since life's only gotten worse for the most part.
Just throwing out some of my own limited experiences with a medically induced 2 week coma and the aftermath of it and want to see if others will share their experiences.
I won't go into the specifics beyond it was due to after surgery complications that I was put into a 2 week medically induced coma. It was some trippy shit, not quite like time skipped or that it took forever. 95% of the time I can remember of the coma-period was blackness, and a dream where I was old and dying in a room that was all chrome, hooked up to crazy machines that I could only see out of the corner of my eyes. The nurse, also chrome, walked in all smiles and told me I was gonna die in a few minutes, and that I would get a chance to talk with someone. That someone ended up being a weird robot on wheels with a screen on its "chest" that had my grandma's face on it. I don't remember what it or I said, but the nurse started unhooking me and I couldn't breath. Next thing I know, I woke up in my hospital bed, 2 weeks later, 80 pounds lighter and pretty much no muscle mass to speak of. Grandma was in the room and they were taking a tube out of my throat.
I didn't sleep for three days after that, even when they tried to knock my ass out afterwards. I was hallucinating (maybe) a lot of stuff for the next week in the night time hours. Like I saw three lights in the shape of an eagle, a snake and a fish pop out of me and move through the air before going to different rooms. I saw what looked like the Grim Reaper on the ceiling watching me and occasionally moving around the room. The room felt like an elevator and it just went down down down and I saw what I can only assume are demons at every floor that also changed the color of the lights and made horrible sounds. One of them was a shadowy guy that was tall and willowy with a wide brimmed hat called "The hooker man" that made me absolutely terrified.
It's been over a decade since then, and it's always stuck with me. Wondered if I died on the operating table and this was some form of hell for me, since life's only gotten worse for the most part.
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