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Hearing in a Coma or at the end of life | Can loved ones hear you?
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 17 ส.ค. 2024
- Studies have been done on actively dying people to see what parts of the brain shut down, and the hearing sensor part of the brain was the last to shut down.
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I think so... I told my mom, who was in a coma, that it was ok for her to leave and how much I loved her... and at that moment, a tear appeared and rolled down her cheek... and she slipped away...
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Thank you Nurse Julie your videos have helped me understand something's headed my way feels less scary now ❤🙏❤
God Bless You for Helping So Many People ❤
Same exact thing happened with my mom!!
@candicewitzkoske3155 Oh, I'm so sorry... it really crushed me, but since then, I've had time to re-live that moment, and I think because she couldn't talk, it was her way of saying goodbye.
@@auntissie No doubt. I found much peace when I realized she heard me. Even the hospice nurse said “Did you see that” when a tear rolled down her cheek. She had been in a coma for 3 days.
I was in a car accident when I was 18 years old and involved in a car accident that left me in a coma. While I was in a coma my family talked to me and sang to me. I heard them and it calmed me. That is my experience.
Talking to someone who’s unconscious does no harm, and it may help. So there’s no downside.
My sister in law was in a coma dying of pancreatic cancer. One day b4 death, I whispered something in her ear that because of her example of devotion to God, I would come back to the church and do all in my power to take our grandkids. We had not been going to church for a few years. She was my rock, but we distanced ourselves out of guilt in not going. When I said these words to her, she forced out a grunt, letting me know she heard me! I cried! Some days later when I told her 3 daughters, they told me this: mom told us if her death brought your family back to God and church, then it was worth it! I miss her so much!❤
6 years ago my mother was in our local hospice house for 2 days. Our family left to go shower and sleep a few hours leaving me with my momma. I wanted my momma to be at peace and i wanted a good memory of her and i at the end of her life. We listened to Elvis Gospel ( love his gospal but not his other music which i jokingly told her was a compromise) and John Micheal montgomery, another of my mommas favorite. Anyway, i climbed in bed with her and held her like she had me when i was younger and sick. While i was holding her i told her EVERYTHING i could think of to tell her how i felt about her. I had her to myself for at least 8 hours. Not one time no matter who spoke with her did she give any inclination that she heard them, knew they were there nor did she ever move. The only thing she ever did that i knew was her was i held her hand continually, and if i left her side to go cry or make calls, she would almost tighen her grip not wanting to let go or me to leave. She would let go when i told her i would be right back. Anyway, so daddy comes back and we are in mommas room quietly talking and all of a sudden i thought about it and told my momma i just wished i knew if she heard everything i had said to her through out the day. The one and only time she opened her eyes was in response to my wish. She wanted me to know she had heard me even though she never let on. When she did this i told my daddy and he jumped up and momma was already back as she had been. I once again told momma that daddy wanted to talk to her, she opened her eyes for a split second and daddy told her he loved her 1 last time. So yes, they do hear you even if they cant reapond in any way. Always talk to your loved one because they are listening so maybe go out of their room when you lose it, just to make them more at peace. Sorry for my book but i wanted to let everyone know that they do hear you.
Thank you very much my dad was in a coma and it makes me feel better knowing that he probably could hear me.
My father died yesterday afternoon after three weeks in hospice and 13 years of Alzheimer's. I always sang to him on my visits because I knew it was the one sure fire way to reach him. Even when he stopped recognizing me I know he knew my voice. He would sing along until he couldn't. He would tap his toes until he couldn't. But I always knew he could hear me. I could see his face soften and a smile would emerge. Music is the magic of the universe and the greatest gift I have ever been given. Thank you so much for helping me prepare for his passing. Your videos have been so helpful and I cannot thank you enough.
I am so sorry for your loss. Wishing you peace and comfort at this time.
So sorry for your loss. I’m sure he appreciated your love and kindness ♥️
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That is beautiful. He was a lucky man ❤️
When my mother was actively dying, I would speak to her frequently. One of her kids was estranged from her. I texted him at one point on the night she died and told him it wasn't going to be long. He told me to tell her that he loved her. I told her. I know she heard it. 20 minutes later, she was gone.
I honestly believe she was waiting to hear that.
Yes- me too 💖
Your right.
I was in Neuro ICU for a week after a hemorrhagic stroke 3 days before my daughter's wedding. I heard the discussion between family members about actually having the wedding. I told them yes, have the wedding, I was in good hands. My husband did double duty, he's a saint. I wasn't in a coma, but was heavily sedated. Didn't remember the many MRIs, but vaguely remember my daughter and her new husband coming by the ICU after they left their reception. I'm sure the staff was shocked. LOL And I remember those who visited me-it helped tremendously. That was 6 years ago, and people I meet now would never know I was that sick. And we've had 4 grandchildren added to the family since then, plus one on the way!
Awe congratulations we don't all have family but hopefully we all Have someone who loves us. Congratulations on the grand babies I'm glad you're here to talk about it.
When our sister Kathy (she was 60 years old at the time and my twin sister and I were 58) was diagnosed with terminal cancer 10 years ago, we flew down to Florida to visit with her for a week. And we had a wonderful visit! We talked, laughed, cried, reminisced, and shared many things with each other. Kathy was a devout Christian and wasn't sad at all that she was dying because she had always looked forward to being with God. She said the only thing about dying that made her sad was knowing how much her loved ones would grieve for her.
She had been told by her doctors that she had three to four months to live, so my twin sister and I told her we would fly back down in a few weeks for another visit. We had also promised her that we would be there with her when 'her time' came. She was on home hospice care, and her husband took excellent care of her, too. And we talked to her on the phone every day. We had every intention of flying back down for another visit soon, but it wasn't to be. Instead of the three or four months to live, she died exactly six weeks to the day after her diagnosis.
We had noticed that she was often confused during our phone conversations, at times even disoriented. But we thought it was because of the morphine for the pain. The cancer was in her lungs, bones, adrenal glands, and her brain, so she had a lot of pain, but the morphine worked pretty well in controlling it.
I talked to Kathy on a Friday afternoon, and she seemed to be more lucid than she had in a while that day. We even did our usual chatting, joking, and laughing. But the next day, it all went far downhill, and it went very rapidly. Her husband Al called her hospice nurse, who came to assess her and determined it was time to transport her to the hospice facility. From that point on, Kathy was totally unresponsive. It all happened so fast! My twin sister and I immediately booked the next available flight to Florida, with us praying that we would get there before she died.
When we finally got there, she was still unresponsive, and Al told us that she had been like that since the previous day. He was exhausted, so we sent him home to get some sleep, promising him we would call him if there was any change. He agreed, but only because he was too exhausted to put up any resistance. As soon as he went home, we began talking to Kathy, telling her we loved her.
I took my Bible from my bag, pulled a chair up beside Kathy's bed, and began reading it aloud to her from the book of Psalms. Within a matter of just a few minutes after I began reading to her, tears began running down her face, and that's when we realized she could hear us, and could even comprehend what she was hearing! So we each stood beside her bed, one on one side and the other on the other side of the bed.
We were gently caressing her forehead and holding her, telling her how much we loved her and that it was ok to 'let go', telling her we knew she was ready and that we would be ok. After we had told her again that we loved her, she spoke a garbled but very distinctive "I uv oooh" (I love you), with her beautiful green eyes open and tears still streaming down her face. Those were the last words she ever spoke because she took her last labored breath, and then she died in our arms. She went from our arms to God's, and we knew she was home at last, free of pain, and where she had so looked forward to being.
WoW! That was powerful. Thank you for sharing. I'm sorry for your loss. You will be reunited someday, thank you Jesus!
@@juliewander3234 Thank you so much! 😘
Wow, that was powerful. I have read a lot of stories but for some reason yours got to me to the point of almost crying. What a beautiful bond you all shared and what a peaceful death she had, being cared for by her sisters ❤
Thank you so much for sharing! 🙏🏼 so sorry for your loss ❤️🩹
@dressageandalusian Thank you so much! I cried as I wrote it, remembering that night so clearly even though it was 10 years ago. But in all this time, not one single day ever goes by that I don't think of her and miss her. And I still cry for her, but at least I don't cry every day. She was a wonderful, loving, and caring person and was literally model beautiful. But even more beautiful than her looks was her heart - her love of God, her family, and all animals. ❤️
When I was saying my final goodbyes to my husband, he had stopped talking and been unconscious for a few days. I was thanking him for giving me a better life and all the different things we did as a couple. At times he would smile from ear to ear.
One of the last things I said to him was" I want you to remember and take with you is you'll always hold a special place in my heart until the day I die." Then a few tears rolled down his cheeks.
That's one of most beautiful things a person can hear ❤
I spoke to my mom as she was dying. I would just have a running commentary, not only telling her all of my moves, but how I respected and appreciated her and all she did, not knowing half of it.
Also, the day she died, the whole atmosphere in her room(hospital), and in me, changed. It's hard to describe, but I felt lighter, like the weight of the world had been lifted. Before heading to the cafeteria for breakfast in this "lightened" state, I also felt I could not leave without opening the blinds. I really wanted to crack open the window, but it didn't open, so I had to settle for the blinds. When I came back to the room, I found she had died. Another thing that felt odd, is that the word "left" seemed much more appropriate, something I had never considered saying when someone died.
A good friend of mine was in his last hours of hospice care and heavily medicated to mitigate the pain. Although his eyes were closed and his breathing labored, I quietly asked him to let me know that he was okay when he got to the other side. Steve loved being a truck driver and made deliveries primarily to office buildings in the City of Boston. A few days after his wake, (the trucking company kindly parked his large box truck outside the funeral home), I was in my driveway and saw a truck from his company headed down our very rural dirt road. It was Steve's truck alright, (right down to the dent in the box that Steve said was done by another driver) making a delivery to my neighbor. The truck parked and unloaded at the edge of my yard. I have never seen this particular company make a delivery on our road. It was surely Steve saying hello from the other side.
My 46 y/o daughter was diagnosed with astrocytoma grade 3. It was in both sides of her brain so it was inoperable. She had chemotherapy and radiation. She was diagnosed with GBM about one month after diagnosis. She lost all ability to speak the entire time between diagnosis and death. About 4 months into it, she lost the use of her right side. About a week later, she fell into a coma. We knew she wasn't going to make it to her birthday, which was coming in 3 weeks. So we had a birthday party and had music and some of her friends came and celebrated with us. We talked to her the entire time she was unconscious. As her O2 rate slowly declined, I started whispering in her ear that it was okay to go to her dad (deceased) and her grandma, that we would all be okay. She passed away 5 months after her original diagnosis. But I feel comforted to know that she did hear all the loving words we all said to her, even though she could not respond. Thank you for your reassurance.
My sincere condolences on your daughter's passing. I'd feel reassured if I heard my loved ones talking and whispering to me. I'm sure you gave your daughter much comfort and I hoped that comforts you.
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Please go outside and walk around. Try to get nature to come into you. Dress properly, so not to be too hot or cold…..just comfortable! Soon, your beautiful daughter will start sending you signs. Try to get in a daily routine also if you haven’t. She is not going to want you suffering rather she wants you to be happy. It’s definitely ok to grieve but start working toward your new connection with her. On the day you go home to meet her, she’ll say “Mom, do you remember those butterflies, baby birds, the feather on the floor, sunrises, clouds, sunsets, a person in need… that was me mom, me! FYI, my dad passed a year ago, a tough dominating dad, now he has helped me in some difficult or uncertain situations. It works ! God Bless your daughter and you ! ❤
yes! YES!!! YOU DO HEAR IN A COMA! I am also a Nurse of over 30 years. I ended up in a coma and I heard it all...even around me. Nurses would say " Damn, I only got 20cc urine this time..." BAM! I would get scared because I knew the lab levels and 30cc or less is kidney failure. I heard them and couldn't talk so suffered in silence. After recovery, I went back and told them what they said. I have never forgotten that fact. They DO hear you. A nurse would come into my ICU room every evening, and tell me "Hello Bettie. It is Monday, March 5th and it is raining outside and very cold. It is 4:00 in the afternoon" I would think...Oh, thank you, Jesus! Someone told me what time it was. That it was Monday. I knew she was never one of my care nurses assigned to me, but every day that she worked she would come to tell me that little bit of info, I knew her by her footsteps because I could not see anything, or respond. In my mind, I would beg for someone to actually talk to me and tell me something to orient me. There are no' Days or Nights' in the ICU or CCU or any of the "Intensive Care Units" as the lights are on day and night. The only sounds we hear are the beeps and alarm bells constantly and the cry of pain in your body, but you cannot tell a nurse, and they don't just give you pain medicine. I know they should schedule pain meds, but let's face it...the staff is young and fit and healthy with prejudice against narcotics and it isn't among the first things they think of. I worked in ER Trauma and NICU for years. I have seen the refusal to give pain narcs to pts firsthand. After that hospital stay and coma...I had a NEW outlook on Pt. Care! So; I can tell you unequivocally, that you hear it all because I did it, and I remember it. I finally got to meet the "Visiting Angel"(as I called her in my head) when I went back to visit the Unit nurses after I had recovered and tell them thank you for my care, and the head nurse said.."Oh, you mean Susie! ( I didn't know her name) She is always doing that. She makes rounds to every room, every time she is on shift, and orients them to time and place. We tease her, but she keeps doing it. Let me call her." I finally met my visiting angel. I hugged her so hard and told her thank you. I never got to see you, but I prayed you would come and tell me every day. I waited for your footsteps to come down the hall and into my room. She smiled and told the head nurse " You see! I was right! They DO hear me. So now, don't make fun of me!" We all smiled and hugged. I hope this helps someone. God Bless You Julie and all you do.
I was in a coma for 3 weeks in 2007 with MRSA spinal meningitis, osteomyelitis & sepsis. I was a healthy 40 year old woman when this hit me out of the blue but the family was told to come say goodbye because nothing the doctors tried were helping. I could hear them talking around my bed in ICU but I didn't understand where I was or what was happening. I did know I was fading out because I was very aware of a giant clock that I thought was in my room, but was really just in my head, but not the circumstances. I could hear my loved ones speaking to me but I didn't just wake up remembering their words. They came back to me slowly when something would trigger the memory tucked back up in my brain, a word or phrase or perfume. It was very comforting because I felt scared when my family weren't around me while I was slowly starting to wake up. Keep talking to them. They know you are with them. Also, we had watched the movie "The Grudge" a week or two before this happened & it really spooked me. I'll be darned if that little boy from that movie was crawling around the ceiling in that room with me. He came out of that coma with me so be careful what you watch because it does stick in your head. There were a couple people that had been in a coma, also, and we both remembered some of the same themes in our morphine dreams like flocks of ducks landing near. and a couple other things that doesn't mean anything as far as we could tell. Thank you Nurse Julie for helping us understand all of this a little better. I think all of this that you teach is long overdue.
Years ago, I was told about a man who went into a coma and eventually came out of it. From then on, he was warmer (than previously) toward some acquaintances and colder toward others. The reason? He had heard everything they said.
My grandma was on hospice care. She was unresponsive and “active dying “ when I got to her house to see her I told her I was there and a tear streamed down one of her cheeks knowing she heard me. That was an amazing feeling. I’m her oldest grandchild and we had such a special bond. She passed 2 days later
My father-in-law was laying in the hospital bed comatose before he passed. The rest of the family had left the room to collect themselves. I held his hand and said out loud to him, "Dont worry about your daughter. I will take very good care of her." Immediately after I said that he squeezed my hand. It might have just been a coincidence but I believe he heard me and summoned whatever physical ability he had left to let me know he heard me. He passed an hour later, never coming out of that coma.
For sure because we’ve seen small responses. I 1000% know they are comforted by our voices.
My mother was in a coma for 5 days before her passing. She was surrounded by her 2 daughters, 2 granddaughters and a great granddaughters. We were sharing funny stories from the past and she actually giggled at one point. ❤❤ miss you mom
When my sister was literally at her very last couple of breaths, her daughter and grandchidren were there. Her daughter was the last to speak to her and whispered some very happy news about her grandkids into her ear. When she oulled back and looked at her, a tear slipped from her eye and down her cheek, even though she'd been pronounced dead.
Hearing is the last thing to go, listen when you fall off to sleep. It is the first thing to come back when you awaken.
Always tell them, I love you, it is OK to go, I will take care of ---..
Yes yes yes ! Thank you!
@hospicenursejulie folks forget and need to be reminded. I ALWAYS tell hospice families, keep talking, they DO hear you.
Touch them, kiss them, hug them.
It makes the best memory pictures.
My dad passed as soon as we told him we would take care of momma! I just realized this! OMGOODNESS you r so right!!! That is amazing. My dad passed 9-11-23 seven days later my mom passed.
Yes, at 11 y/o after fell and hit my head on a sidewalk Going out of consciousness but heard so much & NDE. At the hospital as i lie in an ice bath I heard my mom speaking to me and then heard a man say, she can’t hear you. Mom said I’m doing it anyway. I thought I was talking to her but she did not respond and then blanked out again. So yes, we can hear you, maybe not every word. Thanks for the topic and research. 🌻🌸🌼
I can truly say, I believe that they can hear you. I said my good bye and told my mother that I loved her and it was okay for her to transition. She smiled and went back into a coma. She passed away a few minutes later. I'm positive she was hanging on until I comforted her. Hospice care was a great help with her cancer and a peaceful passing. Love and support your channel!
My dad suffered hypoxia and went into coma for a few weeks. As friends and family visited and talked by his bedside we were told how hearing was the last to go but we sometimes forgot. Weeks later and dad was very slowly recovering in a brain injury center and I was one of the only ones with the ear to understand his garbled speech. Dad asked if he died because my brother (a physician and should have known better) said that how Dad had died or would die. We were shocked that dad heard and recalled what his son said. I had become my dad's interpreter and had to relate to the doctors who thought my dad was a vegetable . Dad was asking questions about what happened, about his family, he knew where he lived. The doctors were amazed by my dad's hitherto dismissed cognition related to conversations held by the bedside while he was in a coma. So, indeed, be careful what you say around people. They are listening. BTW. The same thing happens in pets. That is why I talk to my pets as they pass over.
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Beautiful. I didn't want to say but.. it helps me to cope. My Maggie my dog, more like my soul mate, the only dog I had that would look me in the eyes the whole time when I would speak, died last week, in my arms. I propped her head up on the fluffy pillow in her bed and talk to her. She was comfortable. She would tear up at times but could not move, and I sat with her and talked. I stepped away to the restroom for a minute and when I came back she took a last deep breath and that was it. I continued to pet her and tell her "Don't cry baby, you will be seeing Sadie and Mikayla and Hombre soon, her sister and the cats that she loved who died before her. "And you will be happy." I knew and felt she could still hear me. thnks luv as always.
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I went to say goodbye to my dying step-grandfather in 2017. I told him, "If you can hear me, squeeze my hand" and he did. He died during the night.
I believe 100% that they absolutely can hear us. After a 2+ year battle with cancer, my dad died this summer while on hospice for almost 2 weeks. The last 5 days he went into a deep sleep & never woke up. The last few days were so traumatic & brutal for my brother & I, watching what he, or his body, went through. I finally gathered the courage to tell my dad, while still in that deep sleep or unconsciousness, that he was the BEST dad anybody could ever wish for. I told him how very much I loved him & that he fought the best fight to stay with us & I was so proud of him. I let him know that he didn't need to fight anymore, that we were going to be ok, that his momma was waiting for him & it was time to let go. I kissed his forehead & told him one last time how much I love him. He never woke up but as I pulled away, he had 1 single tear rolling down his face. He took his last breath 25 minutes later. There is nobody that will ever convince me that he didn't hear every word I said.
I believe your dad did hear you and was so comforted by your love. ❤️
Because of watching your channel, when my mom was on the actively dying process. I asked my mom if you can hear me squeeze my hand and she did it was the most loving, comforting moment I’ve ever experienced. Thank you because if it wasn’t for you, I would’ve never asked her or thought about asking her.❤❤❤
When my brother was dying of aids, we talked to him all the time. The amazing folks at the hospital would put his headphones on and play classical music. He had been the classical music manager for a large music store. I’ve always been sure that gave him great comfort.
That’s so good to know! I talked to my mom as she was dying. I told her what a good mom she was to me and how much I loved her. I told her soon she would meet Jesus and see her family. Her nurse turned on soft music for her. I would have liked to have been right at her bedside when she died,but it was midnight when I got the call. The nurse said she waited until she came in and then died. I still miss her everyday and as I get older I even feel her more beside me. She had me young so we grew up together. ❤️
Julie, I can tell you first hand that you are right. In 2020, I had Covid and vented for 19 days, with 10 weeks in the hospital. While doctors had me in a medical coma I heard the nurses talking about what they did on their off time. They were so surprised when I asked them about it.
My son was born with Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia. He was placed on a medically induced coma after life-saving surgeries were performed. One of the first times I went to the ICU unit to see my newborn son, I asked how is he doing?, I was told I had to wait outside of the room quietly. My Son could hear, recognized my voice! All the alarms started going off!!. They were trying to draw blood for a blood gas reading. But while on ECMO for 13 days, he was giving a diuretic, Lasix. We were told hearing loss is one of the side effects that may have caused his Deafness bilaterally. We later found out when he was 8 months old. Today, he is a MEDICAL MIRACLE from Boston Children's and a Deaf Artist.
Just think, this shows that it is equally important to tell your loved ones you have right beside you how much you love them .
Journal your marital journey and your children’s stories so when you’re older you can recall how much you were loved and the privilege to have loved someone.
My brother just passed a week ago and was in a coma when I got to the hospital to be with him. His eyes were fixed and his pupils were constricted, I kept talking to him. I told him that we were not leaving him alone and he had tears fall from his eyes yes. Later my sister sang to him his favorite hymn and again tears rolled down his cheeks. We talked to him until he stopped breathing. I’m comforted in knowing that he knew that we were with him.
Hospice people are all Earth Angels.They came into my life with all 5 of my family members.
This is so true. When my mother was dying she had not opened her eyes or responded for around a week. My brother came and rudely started talking a bout her dying as if she was not in the room. The minute she heard him say this she opened her eyes turned her head towards him and gave him that angry stare she gave when she told him off.
The only other time this happened was a few hours later when her great granddaughter came and she woke up smiled reached out to her for a minute before going out again. She passed the next day.
I had this happen the week when she would not let anybody touch her unless I said mum it’s me. She would relax and let us clean her.
Yes I do believe they can ,when my 13 years old cousin was dying hearing his mum talking to him you can see few tears falling down on his pale face .RIP little one .Thanks Julie xx
I was dead for 35 min. and could hear, see, and feel. I woke up & answered my Dr who had a family question.
Dear Nurse Julie, this has been so comforting. I was lying in my mothers bed with her when she was dying. Before she got sick we had a conversation. She was a wonderful mother but had many emotional struggles after losing a son at 3 1/2 years old. She tried to raise the rest of her 8 children on her own and because of her strong morals we all turned out to be good people. I don’t think she ever felt confident in her role as a mother. So when I was speaking to her at the end I tried my best to reassure her of how wonderful she was in her life. I’ve always prayed that she heard me . This really helped me to hear. I love you mom and you are never far from my thoughts ❤ thank you Julie
My sister called me about an hour before my mom died in the hospital. I live several states away. I started playing hymns on the piano. My sister put her phone on mom’s bed with the volume up and family members were able to sit around quietly listening to my playing. I like to think mom knew it was me playing some of her favorite hymns. She died peacefully shortly afterwards. Love and miss you mom ❤️🥲
My mom's boss got into a car accident and was in a coma for 2 months. When he came to again, he told everyone exactly what they had said while they thought he couldn't hear them. He recovered almost totally, had some weakness on one side. He also changed his will and cut out the people who were fighting over his possessions right in front of him, while he was in the coma. When his mother in law visited him just as he was beginning to wake up, she had said some pretty awful things, telling his wife to take him off of life support, he wasn't worth the expense, etc. He opened his eyes and glared at her with daggers of hate, but he couldn't speak yet. A few days later when he could, he told her to never darken his doorway again. They do hear you, so be mindful of the things you say.
While my mom was dying we played her favorite music, told her how much we loved her and how much she influenced our lives, made us good people. When I told her that her brother and sister were coming, her husband and my brother left, and my sister and I left the room. Her best friend came in while we were getting coffee and told her it was okay to let go-and she left.
Waited for her immediate family to be gone, wild.
I think the hardest ones for a person to leave, are the family, so some wait til they're gone. My Mum did this. I had bn sitting with her for days and nights, and she was unresponsive to me, but cooperative with the nurses. She chose to leave when I came home to have a shower. I did feel her 'essence', young vibrant self, whoosh past me at home, and tell me 'I have to move on now, but I leave you with an angel of my qualities'. 20 mins later the Hospice rang to say that she had passed away. I felt that angel presence (Mum) helping me plan her funeral, choose songs etc, and talking with me for about a year after that, which was a comfort I could not have managed without, in my grief and loss. 🌹🌸🌺🌈🌺🌈
I sang hymns I sang in church (mom played the piano there) to her as she was actively dying in my home (hospice assisted) and I sure hope she was comforted by it 😢❤
While I was in a coma for a week, I heard things intermittently. I couldn't move but I could hear. What helped bring me out of the coma was a word and God.
I am completely against the drug Coumadin. It was silent when suddenly I heard the ICU Nurse say "OK, we'll start her on Coumadin asap." I still couldn't move even though I tried so hard. Then I heard "Coumadin" again, and I strained as hard as I could. My right hand hit the side rail on the bed. It happened again every time the Nurse said "Coumadin". My Sister and the Nurse saw it. The Nurse whispered in my ear "This is not for you honey. It's for the person next to you. " I immediately faded out for another day.
After that, the Nurse would explain everything to me even though I didn't respond. I heard her and woke up. They left me on the breathing machine until they were sure I was conscious. It was a glorious moment. 🙏❤️🙏
Thank you for being here and sharing your story!
PS: after she squeezed my hand I told her to go give daddy and Connie (my sister) a great big hug for me. She took one last breath and then she was gone.
Several years ago my Uncle’s Father was in a Coma, thankfully he came out of it, but he told my Uncle he could hear the Doctors discussing his condition and they thought he was not going to survive. Wow! My Uncle was blown away that his Father described exactly what the Doctors discussed and what the Consulting Physician suggested they needed to try.
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My dad passed on 9-11-23. My mom passed on 9-18-23. I talked to both just before death. I never thot I would b capable of this. My mom passed with Hospice care. God bless you and all those who are in this line of work. Beyond Faith Hospice was a Godsend! Thanks again and bless u!❤
I’m really glad you create this content to help people understand these things. I wish I’d known it when my dad, who had dementia, was still alive (and actively dying - a term I’d never heard of) but I’m happy you’re helping others going through their own experience of losing their loved ones. Thank you, Nurse Julie
When my mother was dying, my daughter and I were the last to arrive. Mom clearly knew we were there. We read to her (reading aloud was a family tradition) and sang together (we are all singers and know hymns by heart).
I also think so. I was assaulted at work, and was out for 5 hours. 8 on the coma scale. Someone hit me HARD. No clue who, or why. I woke up angry, and fully cognizant of what happened, and where I was. Knew I had fought back, because I had scratches on my arms and hands. Anyway, I knew exactly where I was. I will forever love the ER doc who saved me.
When I was 16 years old my dad was in a coma, he was dieing of melanoma / cancer in a retirement home. My mom and I stayed with him till both of my sisters arrived to take over @ 8: am. As soon as my mom and I stepped out to go eat breakfast, my dad passed away. I truly believe that my dad didn't want to die in front of my mom and me 😢
A couple of days before my mom who was in hospice slipped into unconsciousness. She was in one end of the house, and we were at the other end of the house, and we were just talking in normal voices around the table. She could hear exactly what we were saying. Which was amazing because normally you wouldn’t be able to hear what someone said in the dining room if you were in the living room, but she could.
When mom was dying she was starring forward like starring in space. My brother was on the phone and I was telling her what he was sayiing. I also held the phone to her ear. It seemed like she couldn't hear him, her eyes never blinked, no reaction. After getting off the phone I was telling her how much she meant to me and how much I love her, I told her how close we have always been through the years and we were best friends and how good of a mother she had been to all of us. I didn't know if she could hear me but then suddenly she started to cry really hard and she said close, close, that's all she could get out. I told her I love her so much and told her I was sorry, I didn't mean to make her cry. I love my mom SO much. I am so happy that she could hear me, it made me feel bad that she cried but was so happy that she knew how I felt about her, I sure miss her!
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I was in a coma for two weeks and then in pharmacological coma and I heard a lot, and when I started waking up and started seeing I saw..a lot of things that weren't there, but my hearing was always all right. I really hope my dad heard me. He passed away few hours after I came back home, first time late in my life. He seemed to relax when he wasn't alone.
I am glad you did this one. My niece kept talking to my Mom (her Grandmother), as she was dying. She said hearing was the last to go. She kept saying ..We are all her, Grandma. .. and other things. I hope she heard. ♥
My mother had stopped talking and was unconscious for about a week. My brother and I were just talking to one another in our mother's room and we were using colorful language (cuss words) when out of nowhere and clear as day our mother said "Watch the language!" My brother and I looked at our mother and then at each other in total shock! Those were her last words. She died three days later.
I believe in afterlife and all that stuff, I've had quite a few experiences so I have no doubt at all, anyway, my mother was dying, we didn't have a brilliant relationship, she was at the stage she couldn't talk or communicate anymore, im sure it was about 2 days before her passing, I asked a question in my head, "I wonder if she really loved me or just because she's my mother she thought she had to" a minute later she didn't open her eye's but she mumbled, "I really love you ,I really really do" I thought this was sooo amazing, I believe when they are at this stage they can leave their body and come back in ❤
When Mum was slowly passing we told her we all loved her and that it was ok to go & that we'd be ok & a tear rolled down her cheek. I think it was a tear of sadness to physically leave us but also a tear of relief that we'd be ok with her passing.
Last Christmas i was in an induced coma after an emergency operation and i heard my family talking to me, today I'm back to near normal ❤
When my dad was in his last few weeks of hospice care, when he'd become unresponsive, my younger brother encouraged me to talk with him, and maybe tell him things I'd been afraid to tell him earlier in life. So, I did. And for whatever reason I believed he heard and understood. This video just reinforced that. It's been a huge blessing to me.
So I say, yes! Definitely talk to your unresponsive or dying family members. It's likely they hear and understand, and you'll both be blessed by doing so!
I know my mother in law could hear. Just a few minutes before she died, I asked her and she squeezed my hand and my sister in laws hand and it was quite tight. She was gone just a few minutes after.
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I experienced this with my late husband. He never came out of that coma but we all talked to him a lot during that last week. When we knew his time was getting close, we called his son and his brother, who could not be with us, and put the phone up to his ear so he could hear them talk. We all talked to him then and I remember telling him it was ok to go because I would be alright. It wasnt long after that when he went with the angels who were there to take him home. There is absolutely no doubt in any of our minds that he heard us! And also no doubt that he is with Jesus and I will see him again one of these days. And this time, there will never again be any good-byes!
So happy to see you again human angel. I personally believe they could hear and understand everything you say to them, even in a coma.
This is so good to hear. My Mom had muscle cancer and she was in a Coma 5 weeks before she passed so I always wondered if she heard me!
I worked in nursing homes for many years. The hospice nurse would come in and tell us to keep talking to the actively dying person because they might be able to hear us. I still tell this to people now if I hear they have a loved one dying. I tell them if they don't know what to say then tell stories about the past. Talk about happy memories. 🥰
Your video brought me to tears because. my boyfriend of 29 years died. I was with him for 1 1/2 hours before he died and was talking to him and telling him I loved him and that he could not die because we had future plans for an upcoming vacation.The nurses at the hospital said that he heard me but for over 2 years I wasn't sure and I thought that they said that to make me feel better. After viewing your video I now believe that deep down he kinda heard me and knew I was there with him. Thank you again for your video, I hope I have another visit from him tonight (dream). And I too believe he knew I was with him and he wasn't dying alone.
I know first-hand that you can hear what people around you are saying. I was hospitalized for angioedema (life-threatening) and was on a ventilator in an induced coma. My family came to visit me, and I could hear them speaking to one another. It may seem as though a person is in some deep sleep state, but it's wise and kind to speak to them personally. More than likely they hear you.
I love the comments here. They give me great peace as I contemplate end of life for loved ones. Thank you Julie for your dedication to this channel.
I frequently talked to my patients on the vent and before death. Mostly explaining what I was doing. Like starting an IV. If they were near death I would say if you see a light go to it. I even learned that phrase in another language. Or played music softly. One guy on a vent had a family member that said he liked country music so the nursing staff left it on country music. When he got off sedation / ventilator he said he liked 70’s rock and did not care for country.
My mom passed away 15 yrs ago the day after we found out she had stage 4 pancreatic cancer. The morning she passed she tried getting out of bed fell and stopped breathing. After we took her off life support I was calling my aunts and uncles to say goodbye. My sister and nieces. I was on different sides of the bed at times making calls. When my mom heard a voice she turned her head to whatever side of the bed I was standing. It brought comfort when I told my nieces. They were driving to San Diego from Phoenix. It truly helps knowing this. ICU nurses hospice nurses and just all nurses are such an amazing group seeing and doing the things they do daily they truly are Angels on earth. Thank you Nurse Julie these videos are so interesting thank you for talking about the hard stuff. 💕💕💕💕
Sending you hugs - and thank you
My Mom had a health emergency at her ALF on a Monday morning, and by Tuesday afternoon she was unresponsive, and I was told it was time for her to transfer to a hospice facility as she would not "recover". While I was with her, I kept talking to her, reminiscing about funny stories, and good memories. One such story involved our dog who Mom absolutely loved, and whenever her and Dad would come over, our dog Penny would always sit on the couch where Mom would want to sit. Penny would move when Mom asked her to, and then Mom would lean down so Penny could give her a kiss. We would all laugh, and it was such a great memory. While I was talking about this and saying king of re-living how much we would laugh at her and Penny, out of nowhere Mom laughed, not loud, a very soft chuckle, I grabbed my phone and repeated the part about her and our dog, and she chuckled again, which I recorded on my phone. It was the last sound I ever heard from her, just her laughing still gives me a sense of peace.
As my Mom was actively dying I would play music that her & my Dad loved. I found The Harbour Lights you tube & played that to her. It was the song that my Mom & Dad danced to on their first date. My Mom was crazy in love with my Dad all throughout their marriage. When she chose the gravestone when my Dad passed away, she had it engraved with “We saw the harbour lights”. It was such a beautiful time with her & she passed away peacefully.
I sung to my Mama last year until she passed… She LOVED to hear me sing and watch me perform when I was growing up so I knew if I sung her favorite songs she liked to hear me sing it would help her stay calm & peaceful like she wanted as she passed…
My late mother, who passed away 4 years ago, always used to tell me about when she fell into a coma after deveoping pre-eclampsia after giving birth to my brother, who lived three days. She could hear everything that was said. One doctor said: That poor woman, she won't last long. 5 years later, she gave birth to me.
Thank you, Julie. May God bless you.... Retired nurse of 46yrs.
Hours before my mother passed, my sisters and I gathered around her bed. She was in a coma so we felt safe talking about the lack of empathy shown by one of our brothers. When we heard my mom “growling” at us, we knew that “tone” and quickly ended our conversation!
Makes me very happy as I was on both my grandmothers deathbeds as the only person there.
Hello I was with my mom in the hospital when she passed away she was 77. During the days before it was very sad seeing what was happening to my mom but 2 days before she was gone she was looking up at the ceiling and she asked if I could see all the white cloud’s she looked so relaxed finally that day. It was morning when I got a call from the hospital that I should come there things had changed with my mom. I was her 61 year old daughter and I was able to say everything I wished to say although wondering if she was hearing me. Then the nurses came and asked if I would leave for about 15 minutes they explained they were going to make my mom comfortable. She did look more comfortable and her breathing was calmer when I came back. I leaned close to her and said mom I’m here I love you and as I softly stroked her forehead she tried to open her eyes and smile. I am so grateful that you explained that our loved ones can hear us. Thank you so very much ❤
When we have hospice people at work at the end of life, I always come in and explain what I am doing for them. They may not respond but I know that they can still hear me.
Everything you post is so comforting ❤ thanks Julie - even if they can’t comprehend I’m sure it brings them comfort like you said ❤❤
Thanks megs!!!!
My daddy was in an induced coma after he fell and broke his neck. My mom and myself along with others always talked to him or in his room like everything was ok until one day his Dr's came in the room and said he would not ever leave the hospital or get any better. Needless to say I had some words for him. When daddy woke up he said honey thank you but you shouldn't talk like that to the Dr lol he heard everything
Did your dad get well?
@anitamarshall7528 He lived for another year at my house on hospice. The Dr's said he would never be able to do anything for himself but he did. My daughter and I worked with him on feeding himself. He could get crackers chips and his favorite pickled sausage to his mouth all by himself. 2 months before he passed we rented a handicapped van and took him fishing. He held his pole and could tell if he was getting a bite he didn't have the strength to pull it in but he still caught one. I'm so glad I was able to take him fishing. Nov 16th 2013 our last fishing trip together. Bitter sweet day.
My sweet husband was in ICU following cardiac arrest because of his necrotizing pancreas which he had no symptoms until it was very serious!
The hospital let us stay with him in the ICU…for 3 days family & friends stopped to visit, praying, hugging, & kissing him & letting him how much he is loved.
On the third day, as he began crossing the veil into heaven, I hugged him & whispered “we will love you forever “ a tear flowed down his right cheek & a beautiful fragrance filled the room… the smell I loved about him…his beautiful soul✝️❤️🌺
I once read a woman's account of how she'd been in a coma and expected to die. Her kids came to visit and they were saying they wished she'd hurry up so they could inherit her money and property. She recovered and wrote them all out of her will. Good for her!
Absolutely they hear us! My Mom passed of pancreatic cancer last July and the evening she passed away everyone that was visiting left the room, either to go home or out in front of hospice to allow that alone time for us. We had literally 5 mins together and I told her I wasn’t good at expressing myself (and she knew that as she was like that too) but that I would try my best. I said to her we have no unfinished business(we had a very rocky relationship throughout my 44 years) I told her i didn’t know where my life was heading but that I was a fighter like her so i would always be okay and land on my feet. I said that she could let go and go to heaven with grandma and grandpa and she opened her eyes(mind you she was in a comatose state for a few days prior no movement from her, no response to touch, eyes shut) and she took 2 last breaths and passed. It was so surreal she had waited to have her and me alone and in 5 mins she was gone. I gave her my first breath in this world and she had given her only child her last🙏🏼❤️
Very interesting. My daughter and my son-in-law's good friend just got into a horrible motorcycle accident, right in front of his work. He's still not waking up from his coma. It's been almost a week now. He is also on a ventilator though too. They are slowly reducing that though.
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Thank you! People need to be aware of these connections.❤
Interesting study… can you post the website to access further info on this study. I am intrigued. Of course I ALWAYS talked to my patients, regardless if conscious or not. I think it would be considered rude not to tell your patient what you were doing and why. They are a person, not a piece of meat.
I spoke to my dad on the phone during the active dying phase( during the height of covid) and the hospice nurse told me he could hear me he was moving his head and groaning. He had been unconcious and unresponsive for days . I believe keep talking they are listening!
My mother was 88 and had been in poor health for several years. In January of 2020 she was diagnosed with Glioblastoma. The doctors said there was nothing they could do and that she would not survive the surgery. She was in Hospice Care in Florida and we knew it be just a matter of time, so I flew down there on January 12th, and my sister and I went to see her. She was lying in bed breathing on her own but was totally unresponsive. I stood next to the bed and spoke to her, told I was there and then I said " you can go now". I got no response, but she passed two days later on the 14th. I have often wondered if she heard me.
Thank you for this confirmation. I've always though/hoped this was the case.
What an inspiring story, and that he found a productive purpose is encouraging.
We are more than our disease. Be a blessing.
Yes!
My mom was in a coma at the end of life. I am an only child and the last one to see her before her death. I live in a different state. My mom would not respond to anyone in the room when they talked to her. I came in and held her hand. My aunt informed my mom that I had arrived and that I was holding her hand. She squeezed my hand! My cousin took a picture. My mom passed away soon after that. I now have that picture of our hands on a pillow. My mom would only respond to me. My dad passed away of cancer when I was young, so it was always just the two of us.
My niece, to whom I was very close, was In a coma after being in a horrible auto accident, from which she died without ever regaining consciousness. When I was allowed to see her, I took her hand and told her it was uncle Robert. I felt her lightly squeeze my hand, and her sister told her mom to look, that she was trying to open her eyes, and her eyelids were indeed moving, something that had not happened before. She passed over that very night, but I totally believe that she heard me and knew that I was there.
The day my mom died, I spent the afternoon with her. She had downhill after surgery and they called my sister who called ne at work. I sang to her, I talked to her, I told her she could go see my brother Michel who had passed away at the age of 25. At one point, she raised her hand as if reaching for something. It then fell back. My sister arrived and she was holding her hand when her husband told us she wasn't breathing anymore. My older brother passed away years later and my niece, who was with him, said he raise his arm up too. Then he also passed away. I was shocked. I wish I knew who was there with them, because someone was. Thank you.
My dad was 7 hrs from dying in (2016) my sisters were around his bed.so I think he knew that .he had not said anything for days before I told him "WE LOVE YOU DAD." And he said very clear "I love you". Which gave me conform.
Another time I had open heart surgery 3yrs ago 6 hr surgery when they took me back to my room they had wanted me to wake up. I did but couldn't move. I did hear my husband and the nurse talking. After 5 min I could finally move my toes. Which helped cuz my husband said "she moved her foot." The nurse was able to give me meds so I could move more. Thanks for making these videos. I'm a CNA for the last 40 yrs.
This is comforting. My wife was in hospice care at home for the last six days of her life (d. Aug 4, 2023). She had stage 4 pancreatic cancer, and the cancer was ravaging her liver. No amount of talking was going to bring her back. But I often kissed her on her forehead while she was in her final coma and told her I loved her. We were married 56 years. I weep while typing this. Three years previously, her sister died of complications from a massive stroke she suffered while doing physical therapy for back surgery. We (family) were in her room at the hospital before the nurse literally pulled the plug on the equipment that was keeping her alive. The nurse and her family talked to her, telling her that her family was with her. I've often wondered if she heard any of it. I don't know if there's a next world or not. But maybe this talking will help them on their journey.
My edelst son was in a medically induced coma when he was a baby. I was at his bedside talking to him and one of his monitors went off as his heart rate increased when I spoke. The nurse asked if I was talking to him. I said yes. She said, I think he can hear you. I also saw a tear slide down the side of his face. We played children's music to him which he still enjoys to this day 29 years on. He is severely disabled and loves all genres of music, as well as the children's music he listened to as a baby. I also believe that music helped him learn to talk (albeit limited speech) because he seemed to pick up on the rhythm of speech in the same way he did with the rhythm of music.
I was in a medically induced coma a year and a half ago and I remember repeatedly my brain saying I am going to breathe for you “my husband’s name “ and it turns out I was not breathing on my own- now I don’t know if he was praying from home or on my bedside in the hospital bed - but I cannot explain why this thought was repeating in my mind! ♥️🙏🏻♥️
You look so pretty in that color and your lipstick is perfect! Thank you for all of this information. I'm 64 and have been to everybody's funerals. I did get to FaceTime with a friend in L.A. She died the next day. It was a process. I appreciate your information!
I just wanted to say I both appreciate and enjoy your videos. Thank you for sharing your knowledge with us!❤
Julie, you mention the hearing centre of the brain.. I’m here to tell you that when my father was critically I’ll with pneumonia and in a coma, I was told to say my goodbyes. It was 2am and I shut the door of his room to be alone with him. I was so emotional and distraught at that time and I pleaded with him not to go. I told him we had not had enough time together (after a 20 year estrangement) and if he would pull through I promised I would come over (to Nelson, New Zealand from Brisbane, Australia) and have more time together. I told him, tearfully, that he had not been a good father and we needed a second chance. I begged him not to go.
You need to understand that my dad has been stone deaf most of his life. Yet he somehow heard me and by morning he had turned a corner. He was able to quote exactly what I’d said to him!
I have no doubt he heard me, even unconscious and deaf!