Did your loved one experience deathbed visions?

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My loved one saw her deceased grandmother while she was in the active dying stage. I choose to believe that her grandmother was there to help my loved one cross over.

Did your loved one experience something similar?

Yes. My mum saw lots of things that weren’t there. For the last couple of days, she’d look beyond us; she didn’t make eye contact with us. It was very unsettling, but all the visions she had seemed to be positive ones.

i like to think that people have someone to help them over.

Yes, my dad saw his pet budgie from when he was a kid

My grandma was calling out to her mum, the nurse said it was very common

My mum, who was very poorly at the time and hadn't spoken for days, looked past me and said "Dad!" She died a couple of days later. They were very close and I like to think he'd come to collect her.

Yes dad's eyes went bright and he said mam. He was resuscitated but died again soon after.

Yes. I found it lovely actually. She wasn’t religious at all, and neither am I, but the thought that her loved ones were letting her know that what was coming next was not to be feared, has stayed with me and gave me great comfort.

No
He didn’t want to die and there were no comforting hallucinations.

My mum’s best friend said to her daughter “Oh look here’s your Dad! He’s so happy to see us!” the day before she died. I think that’s lovely.

Having been with 3 relatives when they died, then no, there were no ‘deathbed visions’; one was pretty much comatose for 4 days, one was very restless and making noises for several hours, one went to sleep and didn’t wake up but it was obvious when they actually died.

My dad didn't want to die either but he still saw something that we couldn't see that gave him some form of peace.

My mum looked past us and said 'hello my darling' just before slipping into a coma.

My dad thought he was sat on his favourite chair looking out onto the view, he was actually in a hospital cubical. He knew we were there at the very last moment as he said "I love you" and took his last breath.

I think deathbed hallucinations are very common and its one of the things that happens very frequently when dying that make people believe in life after death. Whether its true or not, no-one knows, but it gives great comfort to so many people.

My lovely Nan was dying and we were called, as family, to go and say our goodbyes. My Nan had her fully faculties right to the end of her life so it was great to be able to see her and talk to her and we were both able to say all the things we wanted to say to one another.

While I was with her, just holding her hand and saying my last goodbyes to her, she just said to me that I was not to worry and she would be okay because my Grandad was there with her and waiting for her. When I asked her about this further she said, 'he is here, over there' and she pointed to the corner of the room. Obviously, he wasn't there. She then asked me 'can you not see him' and I told her no. But she just smiled and said 'he is here' and she was just so at peace and happy right until the end.

Its nice to believe that he was there waiting for her but who knows?

My dad saw his two sisters - my aunts who had died previously, one 20 + years ago and the other only 6 months before him. He called out to them and seemed to be having actual conversations at times. This happened frequently in the 48 hours before he died.

My Dad looked like he was in two worlds sometimes on his last day. He had terminal agitation and kept trying to go somewhere, rolling up sheets and tidying his bed space, but he didn't see other people who were dead. He wasn't agitated as such and still quite affectionate, but definitely somewhere else sometimes. My grandad was talking to one of his old dead friends before he died according to my mum.

I was at home trying to sleep before I got the call my Dad was dying imminently (had been up two days) and before I went to sleep I had the craziest experience. I felt like my Dad was in the room with me and felt very detached from myself (he was at the hospice and still alive at this point) and I felt he needed reassurance to pass. I reassured him it was safe to pass in my head. It really felt like he was there, but of course, I knew he hadn't got long left and was exhausted and distressed, so it could have been intense grief. When this happened to me, my Dad had slipped into a comatose state, and I got woken up a couple of hours later to tell me to go to the hospice. I missed his death by 5 minutes.

I've been reading about near death experiences and Peter Fenwicks work and it is really interesting. After this, I'm not quite sure consciousness just dies when the body dies. Really interesting and quite reassuring if you are recently bereaved too.

I’ve nursed both my Gran and Mum through bowel cancer and both saw people coming in and out of their rooms during their last few days. My Gran seemed to “know” them but my Mum didn’t. Personally I don’t believe it was anything religious or supernatural; I think it’s just the brain starting to shut down and consciousness entering a dream like state. But if it gives comfort to those experiencing them and those who love those passing then so be it.

My dad saw his long-dead father just before he died.
The day before my mum died, I was at her house and two of her friends were there. She kept staring at me, like she couldn't keep her eyes off me. I wonder if she knew she was dying soon as although she had a terminal disease, she was expected to last a lot longer.

Yes. They had a pretty long active dying phase, a couple of weeks of Cheyne stokes breathing and not eating or drinking, they were over 100. They saw soldiers marching past the windows (they’d been a very young child in WW1 and young adult in WW2) this distressed them greatly. Saw their brothers, “haven’t seen them for years” (because they died in the 1980’s…) birds and other animals around the room, they were a big nature/animal lover.
Seemed to have full on conversations with people but we couldn't work out who they were talking to, some happy conversations, others not so much. It was sometimes comforting, sometimes awful!

My Dad saw my Mum who had past away a few years before him and also his Mum. The carers at the nursing home said this was very common. I love the idea that it brought him comfort or even that they were there to guide him. Some how it made the whole horrible thing just a tiny bit easier