Hi, my name is Lloyd Haymon and I am a clinical hypnotherapist. My NDE brought me to this profession. If someone had told me before this happened, that I would attend nursing school, study pysch and become a clinical hypnotherapist I would have laughed in their face.
This journey began on April 7th 1988. I was having tremendous pain in my lower right side (lower back and hip). I really thought I had pulled a muscle. This went on for two hours at least before I called it quits at work and drove the four miles to my home. I tried a hot shower... heating pad and aspirin and all it did was get worse.
I looked in my wife's Readers Digest Self Help book and the page fell open to Heart..I found me in there... I still refused to beleive that I was having a coronary, I called my wife at work and told her I was either having the worlds worst stomach and back ache or a heart attack... the next thing I know I am on the living room floor, the paramedics are all over me and I am having a heart attack. I barely recall being put in the ambulance and it happened during the short 2.5 mile ride to the hospital.
First, I remember looking around I could not hear the siren any more...my wife was sitting in the passenger side of the ambulance and the paramedics were working over me... It took me a few seconds to realize that I was watching this....I do not recall seeing me.....not at first... suddenly I am looking up at the roof of the ambulance and to my right is the wall...I see coming towards me a vision and I knew it was not real.. it was my wife..wearing a blouse she once wore when we first met....her hair is in the style she wore when we first met...all I see is from the top of her head to just below her shoulders.. she moves down and kisses me on the cheek...then the vision is gone...I recall very vividly looking towards the passenger seat..there is my wife... and then again I am out of my body..looking at the paramedics who do not seem to be doing anything..I see myself and it is blury...then I am back in my body and my feet is my younger brother who had died years before of cancer at the age of thirty. He is shaking his head as if to say no....no it is not your time. What I saw I knew was not a vision...I beleive I saw the vision first to show me the difference....
On my brother's shoulder is a bird, I look closer and it is my bird, Doolittle the parakeet. I recall not being able to take my eyes off of Doolittle and I want to ask someone why Doolittle is on my brother's shoulder... I suddenly feel a great sense of peace.. of just pure peace and I know I am not going to die. I actually hear the paramedic closes to me say.. he's back.
I stay on my wife and parents to tell me about my bird, no one will... On the 14th of April my wife and I are headed home from the hospital.. I ask her if my bird is home.. she said no... then I say to her then take me to Wal-Mart because I need to get another bird.... she refuses, I insist... she does... and we bring home Sailor... we let him out of the box..he flies up to the curtain...and sits..My wife then tells me that Doolittle died for no apparent reason the day I had my heart attack he just died while the paramedics are working on me......She says she just let him lie on the bed for three days before she buries him.
After twenty minutes or so... the new parakeet I just had this overwhelming urge to go get... flies down and lands on my shoulder... (Young un-trained wild birds do not do this) I put out my finger and Sailor jumps on it... my wife and I are just staring at this bird, who suddenly is tame... and the little guy says..."Doolittle" my wife and I both come unglued.... Sailor became tame right then.. and began to talk... just the way Doolittle did....Sailor died last August 20 and we buried him next to Doolittle.
I can't write this anyother way... just start pounding the keys.. words may run together or be spelled wrong... I just start and let it go....
My life changed forever.. I suddenly found old thoughts and ideas not so important any more. I began to be creative... I painted..I made furniture, wife has a seven foot long 3.5 foot wide table now..before this happened, I could not drive a nail straight.. My attitude towards people changed 100%.
I went back to school, I knew I had to learn a healing profession and practice it. I now own a clinic for Hypnotherapy. I know this happened, I know this was real.. and now have no fear of death.. have no desire to die...to leave my wife and family..however I do not fear the death that will someday come. I know there is more to experience.
Lloyd L. Haymon
Clinical Hypnotherapist
Zenith Clinical Hypnosis
16926 Worden Lane
Friendswood,Texas 77546
1-(888) 996-9109