When I was 15 I was almost killed in a farm accident. I ended up losing my dad and my brother in the accident.
We were going to clean out a elevator pit on our farm. It had rained earlier in the week, so the water mixed with the grain and the bottom of the pit and formed carbon dioxide with out us knowing it. My bother and dad made it down to the bottom of the pit and immediately passed out. I started down the ladder to help and passed out from the gas about half way down.
Thankfully when I a passed out I slumped forward so I got hung up on the ladder. If I would have fallen to the bottom of the pit where the gas was more concentrated I would have died for sure.
I had a small niece who was staying with us and she heard me yelling at my dad and brother to ask them what was wrong, and she told my mom we were yelling at each other. At that point my mom come out of the house and found us and called the volunteer rescue squad for help.
Being a small town these dudes weren't true EMTs or anything like that, but they saved my life. My high school football and basketball coach was on the call as it happened during the summer. When they pulled me out of the pit, I wasn't breathing and had no pulse, and my coach said the beat the shit out of me for a long time to get me breathing again. I believe it, when I woke up my chest hurt like hell, they must have done their CPR right because I made it and I didn't have any broken ribs.
I didn't ever really have any type of outer body experience or anything like that. I do however remember regaining consciousness in this small town ER with a doctor and two nurses standing over me working on me. Their voices were very echoy (if that is even a word) and they were outline by the examination light, it was really like a scene out of a movie.
Just a weird surreal feeling.