Near Death Experiences: Classic or Dud?

Um, are you sure about this? A Eurostar's full-speed stopping distance is measured in miles.

(well, kilometres)

My first words on being brought back round again in hospital were "they came for me, but I wouldn't go with them", but that's probably gibberish since they'd pumped me full of aminophyllin and adrenaline etc by then.

A non-car (though not "real") NDE that I don't remember myself: when I was a toddler, my mom had left me alone for a second and returned to the room to find me inches from sticking a paper clip into an electric socket. You figure my chances, had she not been there to stop me, were 1 in 2 . . .

I don't really know. I was quite adamant about someone having turned up to collect me, but I think often people are subconsciously influenced by things they've read or films they've seen so it could have been my imagination playing tricks.

I remember the event quite clearly. The 'bright white light' was centred on glass doors leading out into the garden of the house where the asthma attack happened, and I was vaguely aware of two people standing outside in the garden behind this light. It was about midnight on a January night, so there wasn't any real light in the garden at that time, and certainly nobody was out in the garden. There was a lot of activity in the room though, with paramedics hooking me up to oxygen masks etc, so perhaps I was just confused.

The whole episode seemed very peaceful at the time it was actually happening, but know I was very tearful and shaken when I regained consciousness afterwards.

As for NDE, I'd say classic. White light. Friendly hands to guide you along. All it lacks to make it perfect are snacks and drinks.

eh, no one ever dies on a city bus. unless they're in israel.

4x4 crossed the divide onto the dual carriageway in front of me today, passed me by inches going the wrong way at full speed in my lane as I swerved onto nonexistent hard shoulder. Both probably doing 70mph. No idea was it heart attack, suicide attempt, a Mario kart shortcut or what but he carried on, I couldn't stop or go back, so called the cops and went on the way. Stopped for a nice shake an hour or so later.

In car with me: wife, brother, niece, so I was all cheery about it once he was safely past. The four seconds until that happened were deeply unpleasant

yikes, glad yr all ok :|

you aren't alone, mark