First I am so glad I found this site. I believe it answers what my problem was. On 11/2/13 I was with a friend and having a great day. We left my car at a local store and she drove her car. We went shopping. I found a book I wanted. I was so happy. Had lunch, shopping for clothes. We went to a movie. At the end of the movie. I did get this feeling that I hadn't had in over 20 years. I think this part is a form of epoleptic seizure. I get an "aura" I all of a sudden think of this town I like and BOOM, I am there!! It was at the end of the movie, the credits were rolling. I put my hands to my face and I know I did start to cry. I don't remember anything for about 5 minutes because everyone had left the thearther but my friend and another lady calling 911. (thanks - not) So we go to the lobby. Ambulance comes. They ask me questions. They said I seemed fine. I thought I was too. They left. Then for some reason I got my cell phone. I don't remember my friend trying to take the phone away. I called a male friend. I remember saying, I feel weird, I fee really weird. I do recall saying Why does my sister hate me? Next thing I remember waking up in the back of the ambulance with the guy telling me to calm down. When what happened in the lobby was I threw myself on the floor, screaming Why does my sister hate me?!! No body loves me!!! I was throwing a tamptrum there in the lobby. They called 911 again. I guess they seen me having this episode and helped me. I don't remember the rest of the ride to the hospital. They stopped and the driver said, It rained. I remember saying like a child, I didn't know it was supposed to rain. Then I blanked out again. I don't remember being wheeled in, going into the room, them changing my clothes, nothing. Then I would come to and know what I was saying. Then I would blank out. When I would come to. I had a feeling like something strange happened. They put pads on the side of the bed. My friend came in. I asked her where my glasses were. She showed me. Then I told her somethign personoal. She said oh it's ok. Then she rubbed my arm and said we'll find out what's going. I told her, don't touch me. You sound like my mom. Just then I looked and there was my mom standing next to me. My mom is dead. This is what happened, however, I HAVE NO MEMORY OF IT AT ALL!!! Apparently, I then swong my arm over and hit my friend in the arm (thinking I was speaking to my mom and cursed at her. Screaming, Why didn't you have us go to Michelle's wedding! Now she can't get over that we never went. She hates me for it. (My sister got married 25 years ago. Our mom got upset at her and we didn't go to her wedding) my sister still holds that against me. I guess I let my mom know that night how I felt. But it was my poor friend that got it. Then I guess I asked her for a priest and my rosary. But for me, what I remember was seeing my mom. Then I seen the wall turn what was supposed to be pretty wall paper. Then in the corner of the wall was where it was going to open up and God was going to come and get me. I then seen my funeral and heard people talking about me. What type of person I was in life. Then I could feel what it would be like to be dead. I didn't have an outter body experience. But it was close. I remember this part screaming for a priest and my rosary. My friend told me that when I asked her for a priest, she said I don't think I can get one at this time. It was 11:00 pm or so. I do remember screaming at the top of my lungs get me a priest and my rosary. My friend was in the hallway with a horrible look on her face. I was a mad woman. Litterly insane. They got me my rosary. I was praying. Saying I was a loser. Really negative things. So later, the nurse told me my friend left. At the time I was like ok what ever. But then later I was like, what? She left me!? I'm alone. They gave me a "vitamin". No, they gave me a pill to dope me up. They released me at 2:30 am. No ride home. I did get a friend to take me. The sad part, my friend didnt' want to speak to me. She wouldn't tell me what happened. She didnt' tell me until almost 2 months later. So I could see why she was afraid. She said she thought she was looking at someone having an exorsism. I remember at one point feeling like I was possessed by the devil. Then my dr said I need to see a pshycitrist. I don't think so. So today, I found out I am at full blown menapause. I'm 45. I knew I was going through pre-menapause for a long time now. I wonder if this was the BIG ONE. That made it be final menapause. You know?