Originally Posted by green-ghost

Havent been on the forum lately but i want to share something with you, my friends. Yesterday I went in for routine orthoscopic surgery on my knee. At the completion of the surgery, my vocal cords clamped shut on my breathing tube and I also bit down on it. I then inhaled so strongly that I filled my lungs with blood and fluid therefore drowned myself on the OR table.

I then proceded to spew out the fluid all over while they attempted to put another tube down in me. I was at near death and was told I did die for a few seconds while they preformed CPR to revive me.

I survived thryoid cancer last december and never really felt threatened by death but this time has REALLY changed my outlook on my life. To be told that I'm lucky to be alive strikes a cord. In fact I went to ICU overnight and they were surprised at how quickly I recovered. Also mentioned they dont normally discharge paitents from ICU...guess most folks die there.

We all go thru alot in life but being told by several doctors how close I was to crossing over has really hit me. Life is a frail thing, we think we are so in control but death is the great equalizer that brings about a unique sense of helplessness.

My family all seem to hug each other a little tighter now.

Thanks for reading

Pooly