I want to share with everyone about the time I was introduced to acute hyponatremia. It is a name for a low-sodium condition in the body’s blood. Our bodies require a critical balance of sodium and water to help the blood do its job throughout the body especially in the brain.
One April morning in 2013 I became so weak, I was helpless. I fell on the floor and could not get back up. My legs and my arms would not work right, I rolled from side to side. I sort of rolled to get up against my easy chair but I did not have the strength to get into the chair from on the floor. I could not get a hold on that chair. The pressure on my brain prevented normal use of my arms and legs that quick. My brother and a son-in-law came to help get me up off the floor, but I was 180 pounds of dead weight. They could not get me into the chair. The ambulance was called and it took me to a hospital.
I was checked into the emergency room, lab work indicated that I had a very low-sodium condition. My sodium was well below 100. They moved me to the urgent care department started to administer I/V therapy. I was only partially conscious during all of this after I was admitted time got lost. I lost consciousness and the scary part began. My consciousness seemed to leave my body and it was moving around in different parts of the room, trying to avoid the body.The blood cell pressure in my brain at that time was causing severe pressure on all of the brain and the brain stem. I do believe it forced my consciousness from my brain and my body.
It was a terrible scary feeling like my consciousness was all alone, not wanting to go back in that body.
I kept saying to myself, I want to live and that body is dying. My consciousness moved to different parts of that room and also into the hallway and another room across the hall the first night. I felt more secure because my body wasn’t there to look at. The second day my consciousness left the hospital and that town and went to a different city and stayed there for one night then went back to the hospital to return to the body. The doctors were asking me, “Do you know where you’re at now?” “I said, I don’t know.” This went on a couple more days like consciousness would leave the body for a while and go into very unusual, undescribable places and then it would return, wanting to get back into the body. The body did not seem as if it was ready to accept consciousness back into it.
The doctors talking to each other said, “He has pneumonia now, that will not help his recovery goals. It didn’t even seem to be shocking news because I knew that body was in such bad shape. I couldn’t stay in it, somehow it seemed like I had to be free to move around until the body was well enough for me to move back in. I truly wanted to be back in the body, in the brain and being alive. I was in some state of limbo, my consciousness was not very happy about it. I wanted very badly to return to the brain and to get the body functioning right again. This went on for a whole week. The doctors asked me again, “do you know where you are at.” I said,” I’m in the veterans hospital and I told them what town.” They seemed to be quite pleased with that.
I was so weak I could not stand by myself or feed myself. They used a lift machine to get me out of the bed and onto a commode chair. I evidently didn’t need to eat, i/v tubes were running from every direction into all of my limbs. They finally put me on a liquid diet, the doctors decided I should be released into a care center where I could have 24-hour a day care. They also used a lifting device from bed to chair. I started physical therapy immediately, trying to regain some strength and within about a month I learned walking again. My balance is still bad but I regained the ability to walk.
I have no doubt, I will be labeled a complete wacko, nut case. Something in me tells me, I would have been dead if I had not followed my consciousness. We hid in storerooms and various places, even another city until the time was right to return to that body. I think we would have all died together. If we had stayed in that body.
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i can relate….wow…but on the other hand very cool ya can share bout it!
whenever i talk bout my experiences like this, {i have had a couple}which i do not often, the listeners also think i am out of my mind 🙂 lol ,,,so what do they know i say to myself, i am grateful to be alive an be able to tell the story, as so are u i am sure, very kewl in my bewk of stories of life…keep on keepin on leland ; out of body ….yes indeed, proves to us whom we truly are…this little quantum spirit ball inside this carbon based body! amazing huh….to amazing for most to fathom in all auctuality though the way i see it…but common knowledge to others, that have been there done that though …HUH!? thanks fer postin’ this story for the world to see an share ..an glad ya came back to tell the story! . 🙂 take care . Q
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quarksire,
I wanted to share this story, out of body has been on my mind, simmering or festering there for quite a while. That video that you had a while back, along with my brother passing away on March 8 have prompted me to do it. . My brother had a quadruple bypass operation and lived about two months after the surgery. He was doing fine. He was expected to go home in about a week, he got out of the restroom told the nurse he had to sit down, he died right there in his chair. He had some type of an out of body experience. During or after his surgery. He tried to talk to me about it. I’m not sure how much he wanted to share but it was something he was trying to tell me and I sure wish he would’ve been able to finish it so I would’ve known. But after I watched that video link you sent it came from the BBC and some of the different patients situations after heart surgery. That’s what really got me thinking. I just felt I should share this at this time.There’s powers, unknowns, things that we can no way understand, that is for sure.
If you’ve been following my blog and my history of spinal cord problems you can see. I’ve been living on borrowed time for many, many years. I have no idea how to begin to explain it, some type of power that continues to sustain me and my worn-out old body. If I’m still here because I have to deliver some kind of a message I will certainly try to do that. I have no idea what think about it all, I know I will do a whole lot more reading on the subject.
Thank you for your blog, sharing your life and your experiences and your unbelievable courage.
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Thank you, Lee! A very inspiring true event that I did not know about. God is good. He knew that you were needed to show others much of your insight and wisdom. Your words are a help to understand more about our bodiesl I am so surprised about the great pictures that you post–besides the words. Have you been a reader of all of Shakespeare also. I look forward to your Mixed Blog. Have a good Sunday and give Rose my love also. Arlyce
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Dear Arlyce, I thank you for your kind words. Shakespeare, I do not know, I am sorry I did not take getting my education a lot more serious than I did. I was always too busy looking out the window, wondering what was going on outdoors. Not quite sure yet about sharing this story. I just felt I needed to do it in honor of my brother Harlan. He had some type of an experience, either during or after his surgery. He tried to share it but really never completed what it was. I do know he had a lot closer spiritual relationship with our Creator. What he did tell me, I’m very thankful for that. We will always be wondering in our lives, about many things. The mysteries of life confound a need to know world.
Thank you for visiting my blog.
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I am so sorry to hear about this and glad you are recovering. Thank you for sharing. I recently had a friend who suffered from this condition. She was told she was close to death; it was very serious. Sounds like quite an ordeal you went through. Feel better!
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Thank you Judy. That is the worst possible thing I’ve ever been through, something that sounds as simple as low-sodium. The doctors have told me to watch my salt because of high blood pressure. I told them, if I feel the blood pressure is going up. I will cut back on salt. Otherwise, I will eat my salt, there is no way I want to go through something like that again.
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My friend never even had an issue with salt. Hers happened because of a medication to help her pee less at night. The low sodium was a side effect she didn’t realize. Wow, Leland – I am so glad you made it through and can only imagine how you’d never wish it on anyone!
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