Back in the late 70's and early 80's I worked for one of the largest pest control companies in Asia had a grandmother.
I was branch manager of a branch office in the owner's hometown, and he had a grandmother, now dead (really dead, who died, not once, but thrice).
I knew her personally because she had a room in the office, and one of the reasons the branch existed, was to support her, because the owner loved this old woman so much.
I asked her twice about her experience, and she never told me of any "white light" of "floating out of my body" sort of thing.
She just said that the first time she died, she didn't know she was dead, and that the doctor had pronounced her brain dead, and heart dead, and that her grandson was about to fly in from Manila, a good two hours away by plane, having been notified, and they were just waiting for him to give the go ahead for her embalment and burial.
Then she was awakened by the pig squealing.
The men were preparing to slaughter the pig for the wake, and she raised that pig, and she got up from bed, took her cane from the corner, and started whacking away at the guys holding the pig.
As one would expect, the guests panicked and ran from the scene at seeing the "dead" woman come out of her room in full fury with her cane hurling invectives all the way to the back yard.:laugh:
The second time was about a year later.
Again, she was pronounced dead. Again, the grandson, and his family, was on his way, again the mourners had gathered. This time they put her out on the living room, on her favorite bed, and were just waiting for the funeral parlor to bring in the casket.
Embalmings in most provinces in my country usually took place at the deceased's home and they have not yet embalmed her.
Now, they had a farm about a mile away in the uplands, and the farm caretaker, a lady, happened to walk by, and noticing the people gathered in the house, asked what was happening, and when told the old lady had died, said this was not possible, because the old lady was with her the whole day yesterday, and again this morning, to see to the farm's state of affairs.
At about this time, a commotion broke out in the house, and some kids and women ran out screaming, and it was because the old lady got up and asked for water and said she had been at the farm and had walked all the way home, and must have fainted because she did not remember coming home.
Now, I don't know what to make of this.
But there were no bright lights, no sweet voice, no peaceful sensations.
Oh, by the way, the third time ?
I am told they waited for rigor mortis to really set in.
Then they embalmed and buried her.