More deathbed visions

[Michie]

One of my favorite books in recent years is An Army in Heaven, by Kelley Jankowski, a nurse who spent over 25 years in critical care before going into hospice care.

In my June 18, 2016 column, I published an email interview with Kelley. I wanted to do a follow-up column, so I very recently reached out to her to see if she’d be willing to share a couple of experiences that occurred after her book was published.

Kelley’s response is published below (lightly edited by me):


After 37 years of nursing, I was finally able to retire as of late 2019, right before the COVID crisis hit. God most definitely has His own plans, and the Blessed Mother was most instrumental in letting me know it was time. But that's another story.

One experience toward the end of my time in hospice stuck with me as my late parents were involved. My father was a physician who passed in 2011, and my mother died in 2017. One evening when I was driving into work for my third night in a row, I was feeling particularly exhausted. I remember having a mental conversation with my parents: I know you’re both in heaven having a grand old time, but your children and grandchildren need your help, and if you wouldn't mind, could you look in on those left behind once in a while?

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[eastcoast_bsc]

Looks like a fascinating book. I went to buy the kindle version and it said I had an order already archived. It is now on my kindle. That’s weird.

 

[seashale76]

I've experienced a few things in the hospital. We'd have a few rooms that, if something was going to go down with a patient, always seemed to have more stuff happen in them.

Tons of patients claim to see things and people who aren't there when they're dying or close to death. One nurse told me this elderly man who was a hospice scatter bed patient said that his deceased grandfather said hello. He told him his dead grandfather's first and last name.

I once had a patient whose mother was also admitted to our hospital on a different floor. At three in the morning, my patient had a massive panic attack. After helping her deal with it I offered to call and get an update on her mom, only to find out that her mom passed at the exact moment she was having her panic attack.

My only other issue involved another nurse that I was precepting. We were sitting at the nurses' station charting, when a chart flew off of the counter and hit her chair at great velocity. I only saw it peripherally, but there was no one behind us. The unit secretary was on her phone and saw the whole thing. She freaked out about it.

The next day that nurse and I were both in a patient's room. She was taking vitals and I was hanging an antibiotic. My clipboard (with water and pills) flew across the room and hit the bathroom door. My back was turned, but the patient witnessed the whole thing. I'm convinced that whatever was going on, if anything, all involved that particular nurse.

 

[RileyG]

I've experienced a few things in the hospital. We'd have a few rooms that, if something was going to go down with a patient, always seemed to have more stuff happen in them.

Tons of patients claim to see things and people who aren't there when they're dying or close to death. One nurse told me this elderly man who was a hospice scatter bed patient said that his deceased grandfather said hello. He told him his dead grandfather's first and last name.

I once had a patient whose mother was also admitted to our hospital on a different floor. At three in the morning, my patient had a massive panic attack. After helping her deal with it I offered to call and get an update on her mom, only to find out that her mom passed at the exact moment she was having her panic attack.

My only other issue involved another nurse that I was precepting. We were sitting at the nurses' station charting, when a chart flew off of the counter and hit her chair at great velocity. I only saw it peripherally, but there was no one behind us. The unit secretary was on her phone and saw the whole thing. She freaked out about it.

The next day that nurse and I were both in a patient's room. She was taking vitals and I was hanging an antibiotic. My clipboard (with water and pills) flew across the room and hit the bathroom door. My back was turned, but the patient witnessed the whole thing. I'm convinced that whatever was going on, if anything, all involved that particular nurse.

I've read several encounters with the paranormal (for a lack of a better word) with nurses during dying patients. Some of its fascinating and some of it's absolutely horrifying.

God bless you for your work

 

[RileyG]

One of my favorite books in recent years is An Army in Heaven, by Kelley Jankowski, a nurse who spent over 25 years in critical care before going into hospice care.

In my June 18, 2016 column, I published an email interview with Kelley. I wanted to do a follow-up column, so I very recently reached out to her to see if she’d be willing to share a couple of experiences that occurred after her book was published.

Kelley’s response is published below (lightly edited by me):


After 37 years of nursing, I was finally able to retire as of late 2019, right before the COVID crisis hit. God most definitely has His own plans, and the Blessed Mother was most instrumental in letting me know it was time. But that's another story.

One experience toward the end of my time in hospice stuck with me as my late parents were involved. My father was a physician who passed in 2011, and my mother died in 2017. One evening when I was driving into work for my third night in a row, I was feeling particularly exhausted. I remember having a mental conversation with my parents: I know you’re both in heaven having a grand old time, but your children and grandchildren need your help, and if you wouldn't mind, could you look in on those left behind once in a while?

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Will definitely need to order this! I've always been fascinated by NDE's.

 

[eastcoast_bsc]

Will definitely need to order this! I've always been fascinated by NDE's.

15 bucks kindle version on Amazon

 

[Bob Crowley]

I've often said the night my father died, he visited me.

But I won't go into that again. The man who came to tell me he'd died was my mother's brother (four days after my father died as his body wasn't found for four days).

As it happened he also died later that year from liver cancer. I remember visiting him in hospital and at one point he pointed towards the junction of the wall and ceiling on the other side of the room and said "Grandma's over there!"

He could see I doubted him, and he blurted out "She is, you know!" or something like that.

At the time I was an atheist, and I assumed he was hallucinating from the painkilling medications he was on. But with hindsight, and all the other stories I've read, I think she most likely was "over there".

Our attitude to these things depends on our own a priori assumptions. In my case I've now had enough spiritual experiences that I don't have much trouble accepting them these days, although I'm always wary of demonic deceptions.

As a rule atheists won't believe, whereas Christians (and other religious adherents) will be more inclined to do so.

As Christ said "As a man thinks, so he is."

 

[WarriorAngel]

My Grandfather and my grandmother of each parent died the same year and my grandfathers death occurred 2 weeks after his wife [my gram] saw the Virgin Mary in her room one night.
My gram of the other side saw her as well [a few months later] and she died in 2 weeks.

I did hospice and I dreamed of a guy wearing some kind of hat escorting children to "Italy" and he wore a jacket and all seemed ok.
As it happens my patient was Italian and I pondered the dream and within a week she was taken to the hospital and had less or 5% kidney function and was put on hospice.
So I told her son about the dream and he knew the hat was something his grandfather wore.
She was preceded in death by her siblings.
He found great comfort.
She was gone within 2 weeks of the dream.

Real stuff, the journey to the after life.
Looks like a great read. My kinda stuff.