A Life Changing Event

In May of 1979, my wife had her second hysterectomy within a year. The year before the doctors had removed one ovary because it had a cyst and didn’t bother  the second one as it was healthy.Within a year, and without warning the second ovary developed a cyst that grew to the size of a grapefruit almost overnight.

She was extremely concerned and was convinced she was going to die, being only 30 years old, this wasn’t very likely. As a result of her concern, she often consulted with our pastor who agreed to accompany us to the hospital. The surgery would be performed at Methodist Hospital in Indianapolis about 70 miles away, We went to the hospital the day before so she could check in and prepare for the surgery. I had planned on staying with her as much as I could on the week-end and stay overnight with a cousin in the area as I had previously done on other such surgeries.

The day of the surgery, I met my father-in-law and our pastor at the hospital and walked  to her room. It was close to 11 AM, so the nurses were prepping her for the surgery. She was still convinced she wasn’t going to make it through the operation and as she was wheeled into the operating room, she looked at me and kissed me “Good-Bye.” It was an I’m never going to see you again kiss.

The nurse led us to a room next to the elevator that she would come down after the operation.  My father-in-law, our pastor, and I had lunch and sat down by the elevator to wait for her arrival. About an hour later we were informed the surgery had been a success and she should be out of recovery in about an hour. This was about 1pm.

Time passed and she still hadn’t come down by 4 PM, the nurses kept informing us that she was fine and would be right down.We sat there for four hours and not once did I ever hear the elevator make any noise except the opening and closing of the door. At 5:15 PM, I suddenly heard the elevator door open while it was on the floor above us, I looked up and “saw” my wife and two male nurses, an African-American at her head and a short white male nurse at her feet enter the elevator and start to descend towards our floor. I could hear them talking as the elevator approached  our floor.

As the elevator descended, and much to the surprise of my Father-in-law and the pastor I started for the elevator door. I arrived at the door just as it opened.They all exited the elevator in the exact same position as I had “seen” them get on the elevator. My wife and I kissed, but she had changed, it was not the same person who had gone into surgery 6 hours earlier

Something had changed, things were never the same after that, I didn’t stay with my cousins as I had done in the past. I went back home, stopping to eat in a local restaurant, wondering what had just happened.  I never really spent much time with her in the hospital as before, she was a stranger. For some reason she had spent five hours in the recovery room and when we received the hospital bill, there was a charge for her being resuscitated  twice, which we weren’t aware of, she did complain of sore ribs after the surgery, but had no clue as to what had happened.

That day changed everything, we were divorced a few years after that. I never did really find out what happened and why she changed.

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The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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