The first OOBE I had was in the operating room as I was about to go under for a Thyroidectomy. The doctor putting me out (I can't spell aenesatist) inserted the needle into my left arm about the middle of my arm then told me to count backwards from 100. I know that when you are going under in those situations if you get to 99 you've done more than possible but I reached 94, 93, 92 and then I found myself sitting up and floating.
I floated to the upper corner of the operating room at the foot of the table and just to the left and I sat there floating listening and observing every detail of MY operation. I watched with great interest as the surgeon took the scapel and sliced my throat open.
Even though he was cutting my throat, he seemed to be gentle there wasn't anywhere near as much blood as I had envisaged before. I listened to jokes (sick jokes) that were told. I watched and listened as the scrub nurse trying to do her job to the best of her ability, but didn't connect with the surgeon on an instrument and it fell to the floor.
The surgeon was a little short with her but then quickly made a joke and there was a great deal of laughter. I made careful mental notes of every detail but there seemed to be no real sensation of time. As the surgery was winding down, I thought that possibly I should rejoin my body before they wheeled me out to intensive care.
A few days later (I guess it was a few days later, might have only been a couple of hours) the surgeon came in to see me and asked me a few questions. I told him about my experience in the O.R. and he dismissed me as being some sort of kook but then as I told him in great detail what I saw, he changed from being a non-believer into being someone who KNEW I had seen something. He even called in three other people who where in the O.R. with him that day and they were amazed at my story, at what I had seen.
This happened in 1971 and it is as clear today as it was the day it happened.
This was a spontaneous OOBE and I've had many more since and everyone has been a most enjoyable experience For most of those OOBEs I've stayed in the same room as my body because I was afraid that if I went into another room or another location, I might not be able to rejoin my body. Well, I have now transported during OOBEs and I've made it back safely. I have transported 1500 plus miles during OOBEs and that was in a heartbeat. On the spirit side, there is no time, there is no distance... But I have certainly been places that I couldn't have possibly been without going onto the spirit side.
Naturally, I don't share these kinds of stories with very many people because most people can't accept anything except that which they know and can see and touch and smell and taste and hear. The spirit side is far too scary for most people and they much prefer to think of someone who experiences the spirit side as some kind of nut. But I know the truth,I'm not nuts, I'm downright crazy! ;-)