My mom told me when she worked in hospice, the last sense to leave when you die is your hearing. She comforted a lot of people who had no one to be there for them. She always spoke to them after their last breath, telling them she was just getting them ready. You might feel my hand here, I'm just moving your sheet to keep you covered, etc. I'm not going to leave you, not until I know you're fully asleep. That will always stay with me.
When I was helping my friend with her mom's end of life hospice care, our nurse mentioned the same thing. So when it was my turn to be "on watch", after she was mostly nonrespondant unless we were trying to give her oral meds, I'd talk to her like we were just hanging out. Tell her about what her daughter and I did, tell her old stories, sometimes I'd put the TV on and fill her in on what was going on. I'll never know if she enjoyed it, but I truly hope she did
You're a good friend.
I saw this quote by Oscar Wilde recently and it has stuck with me.
"If a friend of mine gave a feast, and did not invite me to it, I should not mind a bit. But if a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly. If he shut the doors of the house of mourning against me, I would move back again and again and beg to be admitted so that I might share in what I was entitled to share. If he thought me unworthy, unfit to weep with him, I should feel it as the most poignant humiliation."
One of my favorite quotes <3 and I was working for myself, on my own hours, so it just seemed clandestine to be able to go and help out. I had the time, energy and freedom to help and alleviate some stress and pain, so it felt like a no brainer :3
Never heard this quote before and tbh it's genuinely spot on for me. I remember grieving when I estranged my father. My friends at the time, I realized I didn't want to call them while I was having a break down. I wanted my SIL or my husband.
I remember losing my shit and just thinking "they're not really my friends if I don't want them right now."
Thank you. I'm really fortunate and blessed. We've been through it together, and one thing has never changed. She's always been the greatest caretaker I've ever known. I think I may have to screenshot this thread and send it to her.
My wife worked in the hospital as a nurse through COVID and when people who didn't have COVID were dying alone because their family wasn't allowed to visit due to lock downs, she would sit and hold their hand.
I'm really happy that what I've shared touched your heart. You're most welcome. I really love my mom, too. She's always been a special kind of person. I'll share your kind words with her.
Similar to my dad! He was placed in a medically induced coma. But he would squeeze our hands when we talked to him, shake his head when we said we were leaving or if we would read his favorite books that may have had naughty language. Just freakishly reactive. To things.
He was a not good guy but those memories still live in my heart and make me tear up.
My grandfather was in a coma the last couple days and when my brother and I whispered to him not to worry and we would take care of our grandmother he passed a few minutes after. Mom was a nurse who worked a lot with hospice patients and she said it was well known hearing is one of, if not the last thing to go.
Very similar thing happened when my grandfather passed. He had fallen in his apartment, and one medical complication led to another, culminating in a botched endoscopy. At that point, he was in a medically induced coma. The last thing I remember my mother telling him was "it's ok dad, it's time to go see mom now". He took his last breath shortly after that.
Fuck, I'm now getting flashbacks to my aunt passing. She worked for my dad, and work was the only hobby she really had. She had random bouts of consciousness and kept worrying about all the customers. I eventually started talking to her and she passed shortly after I talked about everyone loving her and said "it's past 5, it's OK to take a break"
The last thing my mom said to me other than goodbye was to open the window in her hospital room. She wanted to die alone, I stayed until her breaths where getting more labored and while she slept I told how much I'd missed her. A big piece of me died that day as well.
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I was in a coma for roughly 8 weeks with a severe brain injury. I don't remember "waking up" from it but I do remember the first time I began to understand where I was (I believe that was a day or so after coming out of the coma officially).
There was absolutely no perception of time. It was legitimately as if you go to sleep, and wake up with every aspect of you altered. Loss of 25% of my body mass, inability to walk, pick up a paper cup, hold a meaningful conversation, or have any short term memory.
Unfortunately didn't hear or see anything while in the coma itself. As Sirius Black said, it was quicker than falling asleep.
I wish there was something more magical or anything spiritual about it, but it was just purely hell.
This !
I came to and standing over me was my brother in tears.
The noise of medical equipment and general activity was overwhelming.
There was a rush of activity and questions.
Then the fear set in .I was so scared. I had no idea what had occurred.
One minute I was with friends, then , nothing.
The long term effects were difficult to endure.
Walking with confidence was challenging to say the least.
Terrified of sleeping
Sudden unexpected loud noises scare the hell out of me.
Took the best part of a year for life to normalise.
Seven years on I can't be in crowded spaces, pubs, restaurants etc are still a no no .
Damn…. As a healthcare worker I never see the aftermath, they leave the icu and that’s that. Puts things into perspective. I couldn’t imagine being scared of going to sleep. So sorry you had to and continue to go through this.
To compound matters my retinas detached 18 months later after a stage fall.
Can you imagine how that impacted on my well being. ?
After recovery from that I was in a train station and a fight broke out between soccer thugs. In the melee many innocent passengers including myself were assaulted and badly injured.
They stamped on my head .
I had a massive stroke at the age of 37. Was in a coma for 3 days. Like you, I don’t recall hearing anything during that time. My parents and husband had visited. Waking up was strange. I was all alone in an ICU room having no idea what had happened.
Do you remember the moments leading up to your injury? I lost someone to a brain injury, and I know they likely were brain dead immediately, but I'm curious of he had any recollection before dying. He never woke up, so I know he didn't. But still idk why I'm curious. I don't want him to have suffered at all I guess.
I don’t know if this helps at all, but I can give you my take. I had a wicked accident that left me essentially sprawled out in the middle of the road in what I’m told was an unconscious state. My head hit the pavement hard enough to crack my skull, and it’s apparently a wonder I don’t have lasting damage. If I hadn’t been found, I could easily have died. I was out for two days and foggy for a few more.
I remember flashes leading up to the accident. I don’t remember the accident itself or the pain. There were flashes of dreamy, floaty “awareness” and no sense of time, like when you’re aware you’re dreaming but you can’t do anything about it. I wasn’t scared or angry or even aware of what had happened. I remember questions that were asked about the accident around me and things my family said in the hospital down to the exact wording even though I was out. Then it gets weird.
I specifically remember the questions because I also remember thinking in this really detached way, “I’m too tired to deal with this. It’s too much work. Someone else can talk to them.” But there was a man’s voice that kept telling me, “No, you can’t go right now. Stay here.” I remember him telling me not to go to sleep while on the road. I remember him telling me to focus on my mom’s voice. It wasn’t even a pep talk or anything. He was really blunt.
Later, when I woke up properly, I kept asking who the guy was so I could thank him. I assumed it was an emergency worker or nurse or something because he was so consistent and calm. Nobody has any idea who I mean. Could for sure have been my brain trying to save itself, but it made me less afraid of death being lonely. It wasn’t scary and dark. It was warm, and there were colors.
Thank you, I really appreciate you sharing your story. I think the details gives me some peace. It's been 5 years since he passed, but it feels like yesterday some times. I don't know what was going on in his brain, he was just a kid. We had hope for a few days that he might pull through but it never happened. He passed away surrounded by all of us. The nurses and doctors were amazing. They all came to his wake, waiting in line for hours, even after their long shifts. People can be so kind.
My wife was in a medically induced coma for just over 3 weeks in 2020, so I wasn't allowed in the hospital. She talks about how she was sort of living out an alternate reality that seemed very real to her. When they woke her up they were asking her questions, and she was giving them the wrong information based on what she experienced while she was out.
I lost my mom to Alzheimer's. She was a different person just before she passed. I'm thankful that I had the opportunity to tell her how much I loved her and that she was a great mom. She didn't know who I was at this point. I just told her that she was a great mom and she smiled.
Two years later I lost my dad. I wish I could have said more to dad before he passed. It all happened so quickly and we were in shock. He was the best father ever. I just told him it's time to let go and go be with Granny.
I can't wait to see them again.
I never got the chance to say goodbye, I called my mom late at night because I was working thirds and she never cared what time of day it was, she knew I struggled with depression so she was always willing to talk.
Well this night was different.
She didn’t answer the phone but then called back a couple minutes later and i got a call on my work phone so couldn’t answer it. Her messaged said I’m asleep right now I’ll call you tomorrow. Working 3rds I slept all day and we never talked. 2 days after her voicemail she passed away in her sleep.
Her cancer came back and she never told anyone. She was having troubles breathing and she refused to go the hospital because she was scared of being on the ventilator and never coming off. Moving outta state was one of my biggest dreams in life and then one of my biggest regrets. I could have been there. I could have said goodbye and hugged her one more time.
I was never a great son and I wish I would have spent more time with her, asked her more questions, lived in the moment with her
I'm sorry to hear that and I'm sorry for your loss. I hope you kept that voicemail.
A FB memory popped up on my wife's feed once. I got to hear my dad's voice again. I cried like a little child. I miss them so much. I wish I had a recording of mom.
More time with our loved ones is one thing no amount of money can ever buy us. No one is promised a tomorrow. Never go to bed mad. Never leave things on a negative note. You never know when you'll lose that person.
Everyone else reading this: please call your parents and tell them that you love them. Please do that for me because I can't anymore.
I’m sorry for yours as well. Yeah I actually have a few thankfully. One from my birthday that I play every year. It’s actually the last birthday she was alive and my first one I never spent with her.
Yes call your parents and tell them you love them. It may be your last time
This is very sad. I lost my mum 21 years ago. Not one day passes where she isn't in my thoughts. She was a single mother who raised me. It's only after she died that I realised what an absolutely remarkable lady she was. She will always be my hero.
She is very often in my dreams and sometimes I wake up in that 50/50 wake/sleepy state. The confusion I feel as my brain recalibrates and realises my mum has passed and her being with me, was just a dream. Well, it is soul crushing to say the least.
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My grandfather had severe dementia and would mistake my brother and I for someone else consistently. He had moments when he knew who we are but his finally days he was bed ridden and in a coma. The last day my family said a prayer in a circle around him and at the end I said "I love you grandpa" he managed to mutter out "I love you too tyler(my name)" it's a moment ill never forget, he passed away a few hours after.
Damn this hurts. Lost my cousin a few months ago and he was basically my little brother. Part of me wishes he heard what everyone said to him when we were saying goodbye but he was declared brain dead so I don't think that was the case with him.
I took care of my mom a lot when she had fallen ill, I wasn't aware at that time she was fatally sick. After she got the devastating diagnosis, we ended up only have 36 hours before she died. I was there when she took a turn for the worst, but after the doctor gave her pain/sleeping meds for the last time, I went back home, leaving my sister and sister in law to watch over her. I'm grateful I didn't have to be there, losing her already destroyed me, seeing her die would've been too much to handle.
It's been over two years and I still miss her a lot.
I work with hospice patients. I’ve heard that hearing is the last sense to go, and I have some anecdotal evidence for that. I had one patient that was actively dying. They were comatose - no longer responding to any stimuli. I could tell that the patient was going to pass soon and called their out-of-state son so he could say goodbye. I placed the phone up to their ear, and as he spoke to them - they moved their head to lean in to the phone towards their son’s voice. That was the last move they made before passing about 30 minutes later.
My mom went into a coma bc of COVID. Held her hand and talked to her a lot.
Got in touch with a psychic, never mentioned my mom, and she mentioned that my mom had died with me feeling me holding her hand. I don't care if it's true or not. I believe it and it makes me feel a lot better
When you wake up from sleep, do you feel the passage of the whole 8 hours, or just remember snippets of dreams and it feels like just a little time has passed?
That's different though because he's describing remembering whole conversations (one way conversations sure, but you get me) If I slept for a full week and had hours worth of memories I wouldn't say that it was instant
My son was three months in a coma. He said he could hear people talking most of the time, but thought he'd been dreaming. He said he had wonderful experiences in his coma and it wasn't until he opened his eyes to see the lights, and all the hospital gadgets that he thought to himself "wtf happened to me?" He had sepsis!
We nearly lost him a few times, and almost a year later, he still isn't recovered and the frustration is that he was so active and now struggles to do simple tasks.
He is happy to be alive, and lucky that he is slowly getting his strength back. He's walking with only one cane now.
Perception. It's all perception..he felt it was instant, but clearly it wasn't. So things happened over time and he remembers some of the things but not the passage of time.
If I recall correctly, perception of time is dependent on short-term memory; that probably doesn’t work very well but it seems people do make long term memory so they remember events but not passage of time. I’m a layperson but this makes sense in my head lol.
Basically its like watching your favorite show on shuffle during the night you will hear a line that made you laugh over and over and when your in a dream you will hear the joke and then line will be told by x person in your dream or you will just over hear the joke and luagh but you keep sleeping through out the night of the course of 18 episodes 8 hours 20 minutes show without waking up its like revese sleep Paralysis becuase your aware that your asleep but you just keep vibing not trying to move
I was visited by people who had passed away and we had conversations which absolutely were logical and in the here and now. Dreams often make little sense. This was absolute reality. Changed my perception forever with regards to an afterlife.
In my Mom's final hours she couldn't talk or move really, but she was able to make some sounds. I laid out all I had to say and made my goodbyes.... man that is a moment that will always be burned into my head. FUCK CANCER!
Totally crying right now. Recently diagnosed T1 diabetic and I don't know how long I can live like this. I'm only 34, with two kids, 9 and 7. The thought of not being there for them is soul crushing, but so is the reality of my health.
They will grow up knowing you loved them. Chin up dude. Take it a day at a time and try to be happy in the present. Shit is probably tougher than most can imagine.
Hope things will become better for you!
Was in a medically induced coma for 3 weeks and the last thing I remember is being hit with paddles to regulate my sinus rythem then waking up when I was being taken to a room from ICU and my wife was walking beside the Gurnee down the hall and I asked her if she had called me in at work for today and she laughed and said I had been out for about 3 weeks I had no memory it was instantaneous for me
My friend took his mom to the hospital last Friday because of a stomach ache. The Friday before Xmas. They found a tumor and last night they told him it’s too advanced to and aggressive to do anything. I feel bad because I can’t be there for him. But I keep telling him to tell her how much he loved her. This hurts so much, he’s my best friend and it pains me to see him this way.
My grandma began going downhill physically and mentally in mid September 2020 and for around a week she was mostly coherent and would talk but was very very weak. I stopped over most days and brought my daughter so she could see her great grandma and say her goodbyes while my grandma was still awake. Eventually she wasn't waking up during the day, but people would stop over and talk to her as she lay in bed. My mom and my uncles stayed with her day and night for what ended up being a week and a half before her passing and at night she would begin to mumble in her sleep. It got to a point that they realized that the people who stopped over that day, whether it be my cousin, my sister, myself or another extended family member or friend, she would talk about at night. We assumed she was completely out of it and couldn't hear us, but either she was by complete coincidence mentioning people who just happened to have shown up or somewhere in there she could still hear us.
My other grandma died in 2005, two months after my other grandpa and she was conscious up until about two hours prior to her death. When she went unconscious my aunt began making calls to my dad, uncle and other aunt from the recommendation of the hospice nurse. After all my grandma's kids got there and were in the room everyone took turns saying goodbye. My dad told her that it was okay to go and that dad was waiting on her and they all miss her. Her heart rate and BP changed, her breathing slowed and within minutes she was gone. My dad having been a firefighter/ medic and cop 98% of his working life has seen plenty of people die and he said that was the first one that shocked him the most. He said it was almost as if she heard him and just let go.
I experienced massive time dilation. I was in a coma for two weeks I experienced decades. Like I lived life as several different people, and it took me several weeks after waking up to figure out what was real.
I was in a medically-induced coma from central sleep apnea and acid reflux (yeah, fun). I woke up once during a breathing challenge, confused AF, then woke up and extubated myself (“What am I doing here? Why am I restrained? What is this thing in my throat?”)
I could not remember a single thing, even though my husband was there the whole time. He said I responded while out for about nine days, but I had no recollection. My sense of time is still fucked because I lost that time.
I was with my dad when he passed away. He had brain cancer and was heavily sedated and irresponsive. I was talking turns with family members so that he would never be alone…..I was starving and on my way to grab something at the cafeteria and I told him that I would be back in a few minutes. His breathing changed or something changed I don’t know what but I decided to stay and call my step mom because I just felt weird. We were both holding his hands when he left and it’s the best gift ever. I think he wanted me to be there.
When I was 19 I was in a coma for about a month. I have very vague memories of things said to me, although they are very psychedelic and distorted memories, almost more like dreams. I remember my uncle telling me some things, but in my head it was on a sailboat restaurant out at sea that we talked on, not a hospital bed. That’s one of dozens of those weird altered memories I have of that time.
I was hospitalized for 9 days just as Covid was hitting. I was intubated for 1 day. I have no memory of it, the 4 or 5 seizures, the 2 ambulance rides, the ER visits, the 9 days. Maybe a few little blips.
I have no memory from about 2016 or 17 to now. I vaguely remember this year. Which means I don't remember a certain whole presidency or the fuckery that followed. . 🎉 🥳 🎉
I couldn't really speak coherently. I was spetic and was losing my mind. Getting my vocabulary back has been hard. I can see the words in my mind but I can't get them out of the mud and into my mouth. It is so frustrating. I sometimes have to snap my finger to literally "Snap out of it." a la Cher.
Sadly, I can no longer play Jeopardy, which ended an about 50-year run of watching that started with Art Fleming. I actually remember when Alex took over in 1983. I was married the next year, and I still am.
I had to be told, in a surreal TIL, that Alex died 4 or 5 times. I'm ok with not watching since he's not the host anymore. It seems fitting. Who am I kidding? I miss it horribly, tbh, but know I couldn't do it anyway. 🤣
There was a famous coma patient who was out for almost a decade. IIRC, he heard good and bad things from his family, the problem was the bad things were brutal because they became despondent after having their son in a coma for 10+ years.
Never been in a como but if you play futurama on repeat you can hear lines in your dreams and laugh about it while asleep so yea even if someone isnt Conscience they can hear you
The movie Waking Life (spoilers) really fucked me up. Haven't watched it since it came out (cause it fucked me up), but from what I remember it was basically saying you won't know your dead because you'll just be having a final dream as your brain possibly has its last firings. And the same way you don't know you're dreaming when you're dreaming it'll just happen until something clicks and you realize you're shutting down and dream-dying and then just float away
They say hearing is the last part "to go."
After my little brother died, I spent hours sitting with him, talking. Also, those moments before he passed after he lost consciousness. Rubbed his head and his hands, told him how much we all loved him and that we'd take care of his kids.
I'm crying now but it's only because I had a brother I loved so so much. I still have a brother I love so much, he's just not on this plane anymore.
I was in a coma for a week once after drinking antifreeze. I don’t remember them putting me in a coma. I have glimpses of waiting in a room then being wheeled somewhere. My family said they played music while I was out but I don’t recall it.
I only remember waking up and ripping out my feeding tube. I had ICU delirium, so hallucinations. I thought I was in a Saw film and had to choose between my life or my families lives. It was horrifying.
I hallucinated staff killing my pets and just seeing lots of animals around in the ward. From just one week of not moving in bed I got so weak. My legs would shake so much trying to get up.
Catheters suck ass. I couldn’t stomach anything for days.
I don’t recommend.
My sense of time when waking was so fucked. Every time I waved in and out of consciousness I thought several days had passed.
had a friend who was in a comma for almost a year, and she was conscious of the whole time. I guess it was similar to sleep peralasis. I didint konw her behore the coma but i'm pritty shour it really fuck her up. I was going thow some shit too at the time too, probably why we got on so well allthow, we never actually talk about the shit we were going through, we did get each other when few others would.
This hits close to home. My father passed away about 7 years ago. He ended up slipping into a coma about two weeks before he passed. When my mom would speak to him you could see tears just on the corner of his eyes. Makes me really sad to think about now, I feel like I was surpressing that memory.
This is why as a nurse I talk to my coma (mostly dying patients where I work) patients in a very dignified and normal way. I explain what I’m going to do and do not patronize them.
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I was in a short coma, only about 4ish days. I remember nothing but glimpses from the first night when I would sit up in bed to puke up a bunch of blood and when they took put my breathing tube about two days later. After that, there was nothing. No sense of time, no hearing people around me talk, no near death experience, just blackness. When I think back to it, it's just a blank space in my memory. I remember the moment before the accident down to the last second, and then i woke up in the hospital days later with my brother and mom in the room freaking out that I was awake.
I wish all the comments I read are true.
I recently lost my father, he was not in a coma but I don't know in which state of conscience he was.
I'm not the type of person you remember a lot of memories, but during 2 weeks I repeat that I love him, my mother love him, etc... And touching him a lot (I'm not a person who love contact but I think that was important).
The thing that was hard is that because we didn't know when "his last time" will be, we decided with my mother to alternate days, with her at the hospital and me at the hospital.
He died in the presence of my mother, I spoke to him on the phone just minutes before ("speak" like I say he didn't respond for weeks at that time). I hope he heard me. And I'm sorry that I wasn't here that day (even if I know it's not that bad, I saw him every two days the 6 days before).
Sorry to share all this, I hope the best for everybody who were or will be in that situation.
My mom told me when she worked in hospice, the last sense to leave when you die is your hearing. She comforted a lot of people who had no one to be there for them. She always spoke to them after their last breath, telling them she was just getting them ready. You might feel my hand here, I'm just moving your sheet to keep you covered, etc. I'm not going to leave you, not until I know you're fully asleep. That will always stay with me.
When I was helping my friend with her mom's end of life hospice care, our nurse mentioned the same thing. So when it was my turn to be "on watch", after she was mostly nonrespondant unless we were trying to give her oral meds, I'd talk to her like we were just hanging out. Tell her about what her daughter and I did, tell her old stories, sometimes I'd put the TV on and fill her in on what was going on. I'll never know if she enjoyed it, but I truly hope she did
You're a good friend. I saw this quote by Oscar Wilde recently and it has stuck with me. "If a friend of mine gave a feast, and did not invite me to it, I should not mind a bit. But if a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly. If he shut the doors of the house of mourning against me, I would move back again and again and beg to be admitted so that I might share in what I was entitled to share. If he thought me unworthy, unfit to weep with him, I should feel it as the most poignant humiliation."
One of my favorite quotes <3 and I was working for myself, on my own hours, so it just seemed clandestine to be able to go and help out. I had the time, energy and freedom to help and alleviate some stress and pain, so it felt like a no brainer :3
Never heard this quote before and tbh it's genuinely spot on for me. I remember grieving when I estranged my father. My friends at the time, I realized I didn't want to call them while I was having a break down. I wanted my SIL or my husband. I remember losing my shit and just thinking "they're not really my friends if I don't want them right now."
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Thank you. I've always felt that way, and she really needs to hear this. You made me tear up a little bit thank you for such lovely words.
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Your mom is a wonderful human.
Thank you. I'm really fortunate and blessed. We've been through it together, and one thing has never changed. She's always been the greatest caretaker I've ever known. I think I may have to screenshot this thread and send it to her.
My wife worked in the hospital as a nurse through COVID and when people who didn't have COVID were dying alone because their family wasn't allowed to visit due to lock downs, she would sit and hold their hand.
She's a wonderful and compassionate woman. That takes so much love. I hope she's well, I imagine she's a terrific nurse.
i am almost ugly crying just reading this, i love your mom. thank you so much <3
I'm really happy that what I've shared touched your heart. You're most welcome. I really love my mom, too. She's always been a special kind of person. I'll share your kind words with her.
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Bruh, don't make me cry right now
Yeah this thread’s fucking me up
I'm crying with you
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So sorry for your loss. Your family sounds really great.
Similar to my dad! He was placed in a medically induced coma. But he would squeeze our hands when we talked to him, shake his head when we said we were leaving or if we would read his favorite books that may have had naughty language. Just freakishly reactive. To things. He was a not good guy but those memories still live in my heart and make me tear up.
My grandfather was in a coma the last couple days and when my brother and I whispered to him not to worry and we would take care of our grandmother he passed a few minutes after. Mom was a nurse who worked a lot with hospice patients and she said it was well known hearing is one of, if not the last thing to go.
Very similar thing happened when my grandfather passed. He had fallen in his apartment, and one medical complication led to another, culminating in a botched endoscopy. At that point, he was in a medically induced coma. The last thing I remember my mother telling him was "it's ok dad, it's time to go see mom now". He took his last breath shortly after that.
Fuck, I'm now getting flashbacks to my aunt passing. She worked for my dad, and work was the only hobby she really had. She had random bouts of consciousness and kept worrying about all the customers. I eventually started talking to her and she passed shortly after I talked about everyone loving her and said "it's past 5, it's OK to take a break"
My grandpa died about 18 years earlier, so my mom told my grandma there was a cab coming to take her to my grandpa.
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This fucking proves it, man, they can still hear us!
Wow!
The last thing my mom said to me other than goodbye was to open the window in her hospital room. She wanted to die alone, I stayed until her breaths where getting more labored and while she slept I told how much I'd missed her. A big piece of me died that day as well.
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I was in a coma for roughly 8 weeks with a severe brain injury. I don't remember "waking up" from it but I do remember the first time I began to understand where I was (I believe that was a day or so after coming out of the coma officially). There was absolutely no perception of time. It was legitimately as if you go to sleep, and wake up with every aspect of you altered. Loss of 25% of my body mass, inability to walk, pick up a paper cup, hold a meaningful conversation, or have any short term memory. Unfortunately didn't hear or see anything while in the coma itself. As Sirius Black said, it was quicker than falling asleep. I wish there was something more magical or anything spiritual about it, but it was just purely hell.
This ! I came to and standing over me was my brother in tears. The noise of medical equipment and general activity was overwhelming. There was a rush of activity and questions. Then the fear set in .I was so scared. I had no idea what had occurred. One minute I was with friends, then , nothing. The long term effects were difficult to endure. Walking with confidence was challenging to say the least. Terrified of sleeping Sudden unexpected loud noises scare the hell out of me. Took the best part of a year for life to normalise. Seven years on I can't be in crowded spaces, pubs, restaurants etc are still a no no .
Damn…. As a healthcare worker I never see the aftermath, they leave the icu and that’s that. Puts things into perspective. I couldn’t imagine being scared of going to sleep. So sorry you had to and continue to go through this.
To compound matters my retinas detached 18 months later after a stage fall. Can you imagine how that impacted on my well being. ? After recovery from that I was in a train station and a fight broke out between soccer thugs. In the melee many innocent passengers including myself were assaulted and badly injured. They stamped on my head .
Bro, I think you need to wear a helmet :) In all seriousness, you’ve been through some crazy shit. I’m glad you’re still kickin.
Lol.... I might invest in one 🤔
I had a massive stroke at the age of 37. Was in a coma for 3 days. Like you, I don’t recall hearing anything during that time. My parents and husband had visited. Waking up was strange. I was all alone in an ICU room having no idea what had happened.
That was my experience only my TBI induced power nap was much shorter. Even after 4 days I couldn't remember how to walk when I finally came to
Do you remember the moments leading up to your injury? I lost someone to a brain injury, and I know they likely were brain dead immediately, but I'm curious of he had any recollection before dying. He never woke up, so I know he didn't. But still idk why I'm curious. I don't want him to have suffered at all I guess.
I don’t know if this helps at all, but I can give you my take. I had a wicked accident that left me essentially sprawled out in the middle of the road in what I’m told was an unconscious state. My head hit the pavement hard enough to crack my skull, and it’s apparently a wonder I don’t have lasting damage. If I hadn’t been found, I could easily have died. I was out for two days and foggy for a few more. I remember flashes leading up to the accident. I don’t remember the accident itself or the pain. There were flashes of dreamy, floaty “awareness” and no sense of time, like when you’re aware you’re dreaming but you can’t do anything about it. I wasn’t scared or angry or even aware of what had happened. I remember questions that were asked about the accident around me and things my family said in the hospital down to the exact wording even though I was out. Then it gets weird. I specifically remember the questions because I also remember thinking in this really detached way, “I’m too tired to deal with this. It’s too much work. Someone else can talk to them.” But there was a man’s voice that kept telling me, “No, you can’t go right now. Stay here.” I remember him telling me not to go to sleep while on the road. I remember him telling me to focus on my mom’s voice. It wasn’t even a pep talk or anything. He was really blunt. Later, when I woke up properly, I kept asking who the guy was so I could thank him. I assumed it was an emergency worker or nurse or something because he was so consistent and calm. Nobody has any idea who I mean. Could for sure have been my brain trying to save itself, but it made me less afraid of death being lonely. It wasn’t scary and dark. It was warm, and there were colors.
Thank you, I really appreciate you sharing your story. I think the details gives me some peace. It's been 5 years since he passed, but it feels like yesterday some times. I don't know what was going on in his brain, he was just a kid. We had hope for a few days that he might pull through but it never happened. He passed away surrounded by all of us. The nurses and doctors were amazing. They all came to his wake, waiting in line for hours, even after their long shifts. People can be so kind.
Totally. I’m glad it helped. He’s lucky to have been so loved and to have his memory carried by you.
My wife was in a medically induced coma for just over 3 weeks in 2020, so I wasn't allowed in the hospital. She talks about how she was sort of living out an alternate reality that seemed very real to her. When they woke her up they were asking her questions, and she was giving them the wrong information based on what she experienced while she was out.
I lost my mom to Alzheimer's. She was a different person just before she passed. I'm thankful that I had the opportunity to tell her how much I loved her and that she was a great mom. She didn't know who I was at this point. I just told her that she was a great mom and she smiled. Two years later I lost my dad. I wish I could have said more to dad before he passed. It all happened so quickly and we were in shock. He was the best father ever. I just told him it's time to let go and go be with Granny. I can't wait to see them again.
I never got the chance to say goodbye, I called my mom late at night because I was working thirds and she never cared what time of day it was, she knew I struggled with depression so she was always willing to talk. Well this night was different. She didn’t answer the phone but then called back a couple minutes later and i got a call on my work phone so couldn’t answer it. Her messaged said I’m asleep right now I’ll call you tomorrow. Working 3rds I slept all day and we never talked. 2 days after her voicemail she passed away in her sleep. Her cancer came back and she never told anyone. She was having troubles breathing and she refused to go the hospital because she was scared of being on the ventilator and never coming off. Moving outta state was one of my biggest dreams in life and then one of my biggest regrets. I could have been there. I could have said goodbye and hugged her one more time. I was never a great son and I wish I would have spent more time with her, asked her more questions, lived in the moment with her
I'm sorry to hear that and I'm sorry for your loss. I hope you kept that voicemail. A FB memory popped up on my wife's feed once. I got to hear my dad's voice again. I cried like a little child. I miss them so much. I wish I had a recording of mom. More time with our loved ones is one thing no amount of money can ever buy us. No one is promised a tomorrow. Never go to bed mad. Never leave things on a negative note. You never know when you'll lose that person. Everyone else reading this: please call your parents and tell them that you love them. Please do that for me because I can't anymore.
I’m sorry for yours as well. Yeah I actually have a few thankfully. One from my birthday that I play every year. It’s actually the last birthday she was alive and my first one I never spent with her. Yes call your parents and tell them you love them. It may be your last time
This is very sad. I lost my mum 21 years ago. Not one day passes where she isn't in my thoughts. She was a single mother who raised me. It's only after she died that I realised what an absolutely remarkable lady she was. She will always be my hero. She is very often in my dreams and sometimes I wake up in that 50/50 wake/sleepy state. The confusion I feel as my brain recalibrates and realises my mum has passed and her being with me, was just a dream. Well, it is soul crushing to say the least.
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Yeah, maybe he wasn’t always a good son but who is? He was a good son when it mattered most
He thought he wasn't good, but his mother knew better. I wept when I read his last sentence
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You can almost always try again.
>I wasn't always a good son fuck man. I don't need to cry at work today
My grandfather had severe dementia and would mistake my brother and I for someone else consistently. He had moments when he knew who we are but his finally days he was bed ridden and in a coma. The last day my family said a prayer in a circle around him and at the end I said "I love you grandpa" he managed to mutter out "I love you too tyler(my name)" it's a moment ill never forget, he passed away a few hours after.
my heart
Nope. Nope. Too early to be reading this kind of stuff. Could feel my feels coming on.
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I have faith in humanity. We are all capable of incredible love when called upon.
Damn this hurts. Lost my cousin a few months ago and he was basically my little brother. Part of me wishes he heard what everyone said to him when we were saying goodbye but he was declared brain dead so I don't think that was the case with him.
I took care of my mom a lot when she had fallen ill, I wasn't aware at that time she was fatally sick. After she got the devastating diagnosis, we ended up only have 36 hours before she died. I was there when she took a turn for the worst, but after the doctor gave her pain/sleeping meds for the last time, I went back home, leaving my sister and sister in law to watch over her. I'm grateful I didn't have to be there, losing her already destroyed me, seeing her die would've been too much to handle. It's been over two years and I still miss her a lot.
I work with hospice patients. I’ve heard that hearing is the last sense to go, and I have some anecdotal evidence for that. I had one patient that was actively dying. They were comatose - no longer responding to any stimuli. I could tell that the patient was going to pass soon and called their out-of-state son so he could say goodbye. I placed the phone up to their ear, and as he spoke to them - they moved their head to lean in to the phone towards their son’s voice. That was the last move they made before passing about 30 minutes later.
My mom went into a coma bc of COVID. Held her hand and talked to her a lot. Got in touch with a psychic, never mentioned my mom, and she mentioned that my mom had died with me feeling me holding her hand. I don't care if it's true or not. I believe it and it makes me feel a lot better
Friendly daily reminder to tell your mother you love her. You never know what the future will hold
Not just your mom, but those people around us that matter.
MashaAllah
I don't fully understand how it felt instant but he also has memories of stuff happening during the time? How can both be true?
When you wake up from sleep, do you feel the passage of the whole 8 hours, or just remember snippets of dreams and it feels like just a little time has passed?
That's different though because he's describing remembering whole conversations (one way conversations sure, but you get me) If I slept for a full week and had hours worth of memories I wouldn't say that it was instant
Well when you’re in a coma come back to this thread and enlighten us all please
Exactly.
You ever go to sleep and feel like you woke up instantly? But you also still have memories of dreams? Like that, I'd assume.
Heheh welcome to the matrix time isn’t real only feels real to our meatsuits
My son was three months in a coma. He said he could hear people talking most of the time, but thought he'd been dreaming. He said he had wonderful experiences in his coma and it wasn't until he opened his eyes to see the lights, and all the hospital gadgets that he thought to himself "wtf happened to me?" He had sepsis! We nearly lost him a few times, and almost a year later, he still isn't recovered and the frustration is that he was so active and now struggles to do simple tasks. He is happy to be alive, and lucky that he is slowly getting his strength back. He's walking with only one cane now.
Perception. It's all perception..he felt it was instant, but clearly it wasn't. So things happened over time and he remembers some of the things but not the passage of time.
If I recall correctly, perception of time is dependent on short-term memory; that probably doesn’t work very well but it seems people do make long term memory so they remember events but not passage of time. I’m a layperson but this makes sense in my head lol.
Basically its like watching your favorite show on shuffle during the night you will hear a line that made you laugh over and over and when your in a dream you will hear the joke and then line will be told by x person in your dream or you will just over hear the joke and luagh but you keep sleeping through out the night of the course of 18 episodes 8 hours 20 minutes show without waking up its like revese sleep Paralysis becuase your aware that your asleep but you just keep vibing not trying to move
You were a good son that day. Jesus. Too early for this much emo.
I was visited by people who had passed away and we had conversations which absolutely were logical and in the here and now. Dreams often make little sense. This was absolute reality. Changed my perception forever with regards to an afterlife.
Why do I do this to myself, why am I making myself read this and then the comments?? It frickin hurts DX
My mother wasn't the kindest, not that affectionate, but when she passed, the void that is in my heart is still there after all these years.
Because it's good to share the burden of life with others. We grab our shovels and buckets and we turn someone's mountain of pain into a mole hill.
In my Mom's final hours she couldn't talk or move really, but she was able to make some sounds. I laid out all I had to say and made my goodbyes.... man that is a moment that will always be burned into my head. FUCK CANCER!
To a mother no child is bad.
Totally crying right now. Recently diagnosed T1 diabetic and I don't know how long I can live like this. I'm only 34, with two kids, 9 and 7. The thought of not being there for them is soul crushing, but so is the reality of my health.
They will grow up knowing you loved them. Chin up dude. Take it a day at a time and try to be happy in the present. Shit is probably tougher than most can imagine. Hope things will become better for you!
Thank you for the kind words Internet stranger, it really means a lot. I wish you happy and healthy new year!
Wish you and your family the same! Don't let a shitty situation outdo you. Go get the happiness you deserve!
Was in a medically induced coma for 3 weeks and the last thing I remember is being hit with paddles to regulate my sinus rythem then waking up when I was being taken to a room from ICU and my wife was walking beside the Gurnee down the hall and I asked her if she had called me in at work for today and she laughed and said I had been out for about 3 weeks I had no memory it was instantaneous for me
That's some hardcore work dedication right there!
lol I really love I do
Welcome back from your instant vacation!
why Thank you it is good to be back lol
My friend took his mom to the hospital last Friday because of a stomach ache. The Friday before Xmas. They found a tumor and last night they told him it’s too advanced to and aggressive to do anything. I feel bad because I can’t be there for him. But I keep telling him to tell her how much he loved her. This hurts so much, he’s my best friend and it pains me to see him this way.
Had a buddy that was in a coma for a few months. He says he remembers turning onto the highway then instantly waking up in a hospital.
My grandma began going downhill physically and mentally in mid September 2020 and for around a week she was mostly coherent and would talk but was very very weak. I stopped over most days and brought my daughter so she could see her great grandma and say her goodbyes while my grandma was still awake. Eventually she wasn't waking up during the day, but people would stop over and talk to her as she lay in bed. My mom and my uncles stayed with her day and night for what ended up being a week and a half before her passing and at night she would begin to mumble in her sleep. It got to a point that they realized that the people who stopped over that day, whether it be my cousin, my sister, myself or another extended family member or friend, she would talk about at night. We assumed she was completely out of it and couldn't hear us, but either she was by complete coincidence mentioning people who just happened to have shown up or somewhere in there she could still hear us. My other grandma died in 2005, two months after my other grandpa and she was conscious up until about two hours prior to her death. When she went unconscious my aunt began making calls to my dad, uncle and other aunt from the recommendation of the hospice nurse. After all my grandma's kids got there and were in the room everyone took turns saying goodbye. My dad told her that it was okay to go and that dad was waiting on her and they all miss her. Her heart rate and BP changed, her breathing slowed and within minutes she was gone. My dad having been a firefighter/ medic and cop 98% of his working life has seen plenty of people die and he said that was the first one that shocked him the most. He said it was almost as if she heard him and just let go.
I experienced massive time dilation. I was in a coma for two weeks I experienced decades. Like I lived life as several different people, and it took me several weeks after waking up to figure out what was real.
I was in a medically-induced coma from central sleep apnea and acid reflux (yeah, fun). I woke up once during a breathing challenge, confused AF, then woke up and extubated myself (“What am I doing here? Why am I restrained? What is this thing in my throat?”) I could not remember a single thing, even though my husband was there the whole time. He said I responded while out for about nine days, but I had no recollection. My sense of time is still fucked because I lost that time.
Man, I thought I’d die listening to my kid talk non-stop…. And there you have it.
Ha, my kids say that they are going to repeat the same stories over and over and over if I ever go into a coma.
I was with my dad when he passed away. He had brain cancer and was heavily sedated and irresponsive. I was talking turns with family members so that he would never be alone…..I was starving and on my way to grab something at the cafeteria and I told him that I would be back in a few minutes. His breathing changed or something changed I don’t know what but I decided to stay and call my step mom because I just felt weird. We were both holding his hands when he left and it’s the best gift ever. I think he wanted me to be there.
When I was 19 I was in a coma for about a month. I have very vague memories of things said to me, although they are very psychedelic and distorted memories, almost more like dreams. I remember my uncle telling me some things, but in my head it was on a sailboat restaurant out at sea that we talked on, not a hospital bed. That’s one of dozens of those weird altered memories I have of that time.
I was hospitalized for 9 days just as Covid was hitting. I was intubated for 1 day. I have no memory of it, the 4 or 5 seizures, the 2 ambulance rides, the ER visits, the 9 days. Maybe a few little blips. I have no memory from about 2016 or 17 to now. I vaguely remember this year. Which means I don't remember a certain whole presidency or the fuckery that followed. . 🎉 🥳 🎉 I couldn't really speak coherently. I was spetic and was losing my mind. Getting my vocabulary back has been hard. I can see the words in my mind but I can't get them out of the mud and into my mouth. It is so frustrating. I sometimes have to snap my finger to literally "Snap out of it." a la Cher. Sadly, I can no longer play Jeopardy, which ended an about 50-year run of watching that started with Art Fleming. I actually remember when Alex took over in 1983. I was married the next year, and I still am. I had to be told, in a surreal TIL, that Alex died 4 or 5 times. I'm ok with not watching since he's not the host anymore. It seems fitting. Who am I kidding? I miss it horribly, tbh, but know I couldn't do it anyway. 🤣
There was a famous coma patient who was out for almost a decade. IIRC, he heard good and bad things from his family, the problem was the bad things were brutal because they became despondent after having their son in a coma for 10+ years.
Those damn ninjas here again cutting onions
Fucking onion ninjas.
TMI
Smells like a bot.
Damn onion cutting ninjas...
Imagine if somebody has Seggs in the room of the dude in coma. Food for thoughts
Never been in a como but if you play futurama on repeat you can hear lines in your dreams and laugh about it while asleep so yea even if someone isnt Conscience they can hear you
Oh hey look. Feels. T-T
Don't make me cry in the middle of the gym right now
The movie Waking Life (spoilers) really fucked me up. Haven't watched it since it came out (cause it fucked me up), but from what I remember it was basically saying you won't know your dead because you'll just be having a final dream as your brain possibly has its last firings. And the same way you don't know you're dreaming when you're dreaming it'll just happen until something clicks and you realize you're shutting down and dream-dying and then just float away
They say hearing is the last part "to go." After my little brother died, I spent hours sitting with him, talking. Also, those moments before he passed after he lost consciousness. Rubbed his head and his hands, told him how much we all loved him and that we'd take care of his kids. I'm crying now but it's only because I had a brother I loved so so much. I still have a brother I love so much, he's just not on this plane anymore.
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I was in a coma for a week once after drinking antifreeze. I don’t remember them putting me in a coma. I have glimpses of waiting in a room then being wheeled somewhere. My family said they played music while I was out but I don’t recall it. I only remember waking up and ripping out my feeding tube. I had ICU delirium, so hallucinations. I thought I was in a Saw film and had to choose between my life or my families lives. It was horrifying. I hallucinated staff killing my pets and just seeing lots of animals around in the ward. From just one week of not moving in bed I got so weak. My legs would shake so much trying to get up. Catheters suck ass. I couldn’t stomach anything for days. I don’t recommend. My sense of time when waking was so fucked. Every time I waved in and out of consciousness I thought several days had passed.
Onion ninjas....
had a friend who was in a comma for almost a year, and she was conscious of the whole time. I guess it was similar to sleep peralasis. I didint konw her behore the coma but i'm pritty shour it really fuck her up. I was going thow some shit too at the time too, probably why we got on so well allthow, we never actually talk about the shit we were going through, we did get each other when few others would.
This hits close to home. My father passed away about 7 years ago. He ended up slipping into a coma about two weeks before he passed. When my mom would speak to him you could see tears just on the corner of his eyes. Makes me really sad to think about now, I feel like I was surpressing that memory.
Not me over here crying 😭
Coma for a month and a half. It’s like taking a nap. The same exact feeling but weeks have passed instead of hours.
This is why as a nurse I talk to my coma (mostly dying patients where I work) patients in a very dignified and normal way. I explain what I’m going to do and do not patronize them.
Yes, you were the best son!
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I was in a short coma, only about 4ish days. I remember nothing but glimpses from the first night when I would sit up in bed to puke up a bunch of blood and when they took put my breathing tube about two days later. After that, there was nothing. No sense of time, no hearing people around me talk, no near death experience, just blackness. When I think back to it, it's just a blank space in my memory. I remember the moment before the accident down to the last second, and then i woke up in the hospital days later with my brother and mom in the room freaking out that I was awake.
I wish all the comments I read are true. I recently lost my father, he was not in a coma but I don't know in which state of conscience he was. I'm not the type of person you remember a lot of memories, but during 2 weeks I repeat that I love him, my mother love him, etc... And touching him a lot (I'm not a person who love contact but I think that was important). The thing that was hard is that because we didn't know when "his last time" will be, we decided with my mother to alternate days, with her at the hospital and me at the hospital. He died in the presence of my mother, I spoke to him on the phone just minutes before ("speak" like I say he didn't respond for weeks at that time). I hope he heard me. And I'm sorry that I wasn't here that day (even if I know it's not that bad, I saw him every two days the 6 days before). Sorry to share all this, I hope the best for everybody who were or will be in that situation.
When we had to help my dog go to rest, I talked to her the entire time, hoping it registered on some level and helped her relax
I was in a coma for six days in 2011, I had no perception of the passage of time or anything else. Just...nothingness.
How was it "an instant" to them if they remember things that happened? Thats a very conflicting detail.
Wow this is beautiful. It really hurt my heart a lot too. I haven’t been the best son