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So here's the story of one of the visions I had in the early days in the ICU at UK. I remember seeing myself laying down, balled up a little in the fetal position. I wasn't on the ground, but on a surface of some kind, like an ethereal plane. My surroundings are red, fading into black, as if I was under a red street light in the fog at night. Around me, facing out, stood several individuals, whom I thought at first to be the rest of the crew, but as I looked at them, there we'ren't enough of them. There were more than 10, but less than 20, and they we'ren't wearing Eagle Gear like ours. The colors were all wrong as well, but that may have been because of the red light washing them out. Now in this dream or vision or whatever you want to call it, I got a sense of something coming for me. Something neither good or bad, but coming for me, none the less, and these individuals circled up around me were there to keep it away. To fight with it, if necessary, to keep it from 'getting' me. So now I had no idea what that meant, just like the 2 other visions I had in the first few days there in the hospital.
So, last week, I'm driving up the 70 on the way to Craig for my re-eval, with the intention of stopping at my sister-in-law's place on Glenwood Springs. So I'm driving along, and a little way before I got into town, I got a sense of someone watching me. Multiple someones, or one individual looking at me from many directions at once. Frankly, it kinda freaked me out, as who the hell can be watching me as I drive along at 85 miles-an-hour on the highway?
So I pull off in Glenwood Springs, hung out with Sherry and Joe for a bit, then went and did my thing at Craig. Coming back, I went the same way, back down the 70, and as I got near I was thinking to myself "I'm not afraid of you", because at that point I was pretty sure it was those dudes who died on the mountain who were watching me.
As I got nearer, I started to feel this sense of quiet watchful protection, I guess is the best way to describe it. That was the same feeling I felt in that dream I had. Then it clicked- The people standing around me? They weren't the crew. I think they were the spirits of those 14 individuals who lost their lives there on the mountain. I think they were standing around me to protect me from death. It wasn't my time, I guess, and they were there to keep me alive.
Apparently, that first few days in the ICU I nearly kicked the bucket twice- Once when I had just gotten there and once again on the operating table as my back was being fixed. The nurses actually called my parents that 2nd day at about 6 in the morning California time and said "You are coming to Kentucky aren't you? Because we don't expect him to last the day."
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