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My first Out-of-Body experience, 1993.

I wasn’t  that anxious that at up to my age of 22, no longer was going to have a few of my original chompers pulled out because my dentist told me that I had some overcrowded teeth,and that it would be difficult of me biting,down as age progressed. She was going to refer me to a specialist in dealing with this type of procedure. Oh great.
Within a week,after consulting a maxillofacial surgeon who explained to me what the procedures and all that talk, a set up appointment was arranged. Another week and a half passed . The day was at hand. Arriving at the office about no more than a few minutes had passed when the door at the front lobby opened. It was the assistant who called me in towards the hallway and I entered this one room. It was the space that the surgery was going to take place in. So within 10 minutes, a group of another pair of assistants and the surgeon came in. One of them explained to me that anesthesia was going to be administered during this process. First,my blood pressure was checked. This anesthesiologist placed this small apparatus over my nose that fitted this and my mouth. It was simply anesthesia. I was told to count sheep backwards,from 10 – 1,something like that. Less than 5 seconds, I was out like a baby.
This feeling of being floated above where my body was, I slowly began to ascend. I didn’t try to refrain myself,or panic ,or anything of that nature. It perceived to me as simply a lallaby dream. My eyes shut. A feeling of ecstasy. My mind was drifting towards the office ceiling above. I was tossed around like a entering a dimensional tunnel, when I first saw my body down below. It was all to real, that maybe it was the anesthesia giving away the sensory deprivation. The surgeon and her assistants could I see downwards . Along with physical self on the dental chair. My mouth was probed and some blood matter was oozing from my mouth. Diverting away the scene, I was now soaring through the rest of the room,and exiting. In the hallway my consciousness was on the hallway ceiling. So much as in a lucid dream, but I wasn’t. I have heard about Out-of-body experiences  before this situation where people described as being disconnected from their own physical bodies and traveling though a tunnel, with a ray of light at the end of it. Some had described as entering a Near Death Experience when they were clinically dead  as declared by the doctors. But, only to re-enter their bodies some time after. Hereupon, under the knife, I was still much alive.
The strange part about this first experience with OBE,is that I can hear the machine that they had used sucking up my blood and all that stuff. To this point, I was now in another office room, next door, unoccupied.
Finally I was being pulled back into my body. My name was called…three times, by either the surgeon, or the assistants. The office ceiling was that came into view. A small noise wheezed out from my numb mouth. My name was called out again ,then one began to shake my arm. It jolted me out of my wits. A final call was shouted. Two faces,with sanitary breathing masks used in hospitals looked at me. One of them, with a small maglite. held its flashing tip at my eyes to see if I was fully awake. I was told afterwards that I appeared to be in a trance…gazing at the ceiling above with a faint shallow sound escaping my mouth. Never,had I told them, I had a OBE. This was my first.