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Monday, April 18, 2011

lot O

O is for Obituary. I don’t like reading them. It is the last words I hear of people I know and of love ones. I believe that it was Mark twain who wrote or said “The report of my demise is greatly exaggerated.” 

In 1964 it was something that I could have quoted. It seem that some of the people, well all the fellow I went through boot camp with were kill in Vietnam August 24 1964, I was list as one of the dead. I had not gone with them; I had been discharged and sent home. I was at home in September and had just received my discharge papers. My dad received a letter the same day that read “We regret to inform you that your son “Roy A Durham” is missing in action and is presumed dead.” There had been a paper work mix up at the war department.
However in 1972 I was in an emergence room and I lay dead for 11 minutes.  How I got there is a story of doing something stupid. Booze and pills don’t mix. I remember it like it just happen. I could see them; the doctors and nurses working to save my life. I did not care about what they were doing. I was fine I had no pain and it was beyond explaining the beauty and warmth of heart I felt. I was free of all things and wanted to stay where I was. Then I was in an office and the doctor was telling my wife that “If he has any family to be called, he would call them for her, he will go anytime.”  I got mad for that the doctor was telling my wife. He was scaring her. I got madder by the second I want to kick him all the way to ten buck to. Then a voice told me I could not stay with all the anger I had. I woke up for a few minutes a couple times during the next 72 hours. I was in a four bed ward and the other men in the ward died. I watch as they wheeled them out with the sheet over their faces. I was the only one to leave that room walking.  
Thank you for reading, at least I hope you have read, my daughter in-law story.  There is a heaven and god dose care and answers prayers. I have been there.
Thank you and god bless  



Anna L. Walls said...

Oh my - funny (and sad) that your dad got that message. Good that you got mad enough at the doctor to go ahead and life long enough to express your anger (even if only here). Thanks for being in my world.

Sylvia Ney said...

WOW. Thank you for sharing and reminding us to be grateful for the "small and often petty" problems we face. I'm stopping by from the A to Z challenge and I look forward to reading more from you.

Rimly said...

Thank you for sharing this Roy. So you had a near death experience. Amazing! God bless

Roy Durham said...

@ Rimly it was not near death i was dead for 11 minutes the doc was filling out the death certificate. when my heart started to beat again. thank you and god bless

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