I once fainted and cracked my head off a tile floor. The people that saw it happen said it was like I just was shut off. No attempt to catch myself, no slight misstep before falling, just down.
I remember having the most vivid dreams of my life. This was four years ago and it still has an impact on me. I don’t remember much of them at all (I do remember a vague impression of traveling at an extreme speed flying over land, though the “land” was not at all recognizable as such… Just shapes or whatever… but that was only fora split second).
I awoke a couple minutes later looking up at a crowd of people gathered around me. I had no idea where I was but I remembered the dreams were amazing and I WANTED BACK IN THEM.
A few seconds later it all came back and I realized why I was laying on the floor.
I was helped into a chair where I broke out into pools of sweat dripping off my face. A cool wet towel on my face and twenty minutes later I was able to walk out on my own. I still have a small bump on my head where I hit… It was that hard of a fall.
Do I think that I was given some sort of spiritual trip to somewhere for knocking myself out?
I mean, I should, right? Probably the most extreme hallucination or dream or whatever you want to call it of my life… And it happened right after cracking my head off a tile floor.
No. I fainted, so my body wasn’t feeling quite right anyway at the time, then my head smacked into the ground without me even trying to stop it from doing so. Stuff got jumbled and I had some weird dreams for a couple minutes. Thank Og I woke up knowing my own name and went home.
An interesting experience, but all it was was head trauma and my body already not being happy because of fainting.