I experienced an accident while playing with my older sister and her girlfriends in our backyard. As they were 5-6 years older, they were playing rough with me, actually wanting me to go away and leave them alone. I was 5 at the time. My sister, while spinning me around, let go and I traveled under the seesaw pipe end just as her friends were bringing it down. It cut a small gash in the top of my head. My parents rushed me to the emergency room at St. Anthony’s, as the bleeding was profuse. The doctor said it was not serious and he could stitch it up.
Naturally, I was frightened and became weak on the operating table. I experienced a typical OBE experience. (How would a 5 year old know about such things?) I sensed myself rising to the top of the room and entering a dark swirling tunnel of light. The light was so bright; I could barely make out what was coming up next. As I slowly traveled through the tunnel, I met one major and two minor robed, human-like characters. We talked briefly and they told me to go back, it was not time for me to come with them and that I would be ok.
I returned back through the tunnel and began to see the top of the operating table from the ceiling. I watched as the Doctor finished the stitches and gradually returned to my body. As the doctor finished, I begin to describe my experiences. He assured me it was just a dream but, as I begin to describe my detailed observations of how he had sewn me up, I saw his look change from an assured look to one of fear or concern. As he didn’t know how to deal with my questions, he quickly hurried me out.