Looking down at your dying body is indescribable, yet terrifying and unnatural.
Anxious to save myself, I instinctively tried to push the blood back through the hole, but I couldn\'t gras.
Blood pooled from the hole in my head-a much larger amount than I had expected.
As I reached down in a frantic attempt to put myself back together, the seizure suddenly stopped.
I saw my body shaking as my brain delivered its final electrical impulses, my back arching as it desperately sought life-giving air.
Looking down at your dying body is indescribable, yet terrifying and unnatural