Childhood NDE's: ER Trip NDE

My Mom pulled into the ER entrance honking her horn as she raced toward the door.   She picked up my lifeless body and threw it over the shoulder.  As she did so, I coughed back to life.  She rushed into the ER screaming at the top her lungs and was trying to tell the nurses and Doctors,

"He was dead.  He was dead.  Something is wrong with him.  Please help him before he dies again." 

I was rushed to an exam room and the Doctors looked me over.  They asked me what I could recall happening.  I could tell them everything that took place in the moments leading up to me being passed over to the Doctors.  I had been in my 'invisible body' looking over the shoulder of my Mom as she carried the lifeless part of me to the car and drove us to the hospital.  

The Doctors couldn't find anything medically wrong with me from their limited observation and concluded that I had chocked on something.  I had a 'memory' of events that took place so they felt my Mom was imaging things and over reacting to the situation.   My Mom became hysterical and they tried to calm her down with medication.  She knew she had witnessed my lifeless body in her hands.  The Doctors and nurses didn't believe she had her right mind about her.  She insisted that my Dad be called to the hospital.  She was fighting the Doctors and Nurses off her with a chair and backed into a corner.  She later told me that she felt guilty because I had been complaining of a problem for months and no one had believed me.   She knew that day there was a serious medical crisis going on hidden within me and if it wasn't discovered quickly - it was eventually going to kill me.  

My Dad arrived at the hospital and he was trying to collect my side of the story, my Mom's side of the story and - the testimony of the Doctors and Nurses involved.   The put me through a few more tests and felt I was fit as a fiddle.  As far as the medical professionals were concerned, I had probably chocked on a small object and coughed it up during the shuffled to the hospital but remained passed out to give my Mom an illusion that was lifeless. 

We got home and I was sat down to tell what I could recall of what happened.  My Dad had already taken my Mom aside and got her side of the story.   My Dad and the Doctors were confused because I had a 'conscious view' of everything that took place from the moment I was pulled out from under the bed to the hospital entrance.  

The story came out about the pain I had been trying to hid for months.  I would go into the closet or hide under the bed when the pain attack started because I didn't want people to see me crying.   I had been playing in the bedroom with my siblings when the pain started up again.  I ran to the back bedroom and hid under the bed.   Then - I died.  By that time in my own study of it through the out of body experiences - I knew that my 'breath' was no longer inside my body.   I would refer to the 'inner spirit' as the breath.  If I wasn't inside the body - it wasn't breathing.  This was not the first time this happened to me in the months' following my near death experience.  I would usually get back into the body after a few minutes.   This time, I couldn't get back in.  Something inside was blocking my passage way back in.   There was something lose inside of me blocking the airway.   So, I had twisted my tongue in a way that blocked the air way. 

As a 'spirit' I became panicked because I couldn't get back in like I normally did so I (as a spirit) went screaming for my Mom. 

Her side of the story matched mine.  She said she had been in the kitchen and thought all the kids were in the bedroom playing.  She said she kept hearing my screams as if it was coming to her through her inner mind.   She would stop and listen and there would be no 'real' screams coming from the outside so she thought it was just stress and imagination working on her nerves.   I could describe everything she was doing when I (as a spirit) was standing in the kitchen trying to get her attention. I could describe her reaction and how she dropped everything in kitchen sink and went running to the bedroom looking for me.  She couldn't find me and I was shouting out (in spirit) that I was under the bed.  I felt she heard me because she went running straight for the bed room and looked under the bed for find my lifeless body underneath.  

"She started going crazy screaming at my body and shaking it.  Like she was trying to shake the breath back into me.  She was poking her finger in the mouth looking for something but there was nothing but my tongue." 

My Mom was now in the hot seat with critical views about her own eyewitness testimony.   She wouldn't let my Dad rest easy until I was brought into specialist to for extensive testing.  Even then, nothing out of the ordinary was found within my chest region. 

Then it happened in the Doctors office with two physicians as eyewitnesses.   I passed out like I had been doing in the past and I was declared dead by two licensed physicians.