I had a parasite in my liver. In 2013, the doctor did a liver resection. I died on the operation table. I heard the doctor talking to me and then I was gone. My grandma came for me. When she died, she was 92 and had both her legs amputated. When she came for me, she was young, healthy and walking. We talked for hours. She kept telling me to go back; it’s not my time. I woke up three days later on life support with four IVs going, including one in my neck. I have had 23 surgeries since 2006. I just got a glimpse of Heaven but it was so warm, like a summer day. I saw a bright light in a tunnel. I felt no pain and it was so peaceful. I did not want to come back.
