The only question I have for Richard is, "how are you doing?" I was very sorry to hear about your accident with Puff. I hope you're doing OK.
The event with Puff was no accident, it was a blessing! From the crash, I learned that there's no such thing as dying. There was no pain there, as if was a dream, and all at once we're in a different world.
My guess, my belief for right now, is that there are an infinite number of worlds in which we can appear. The one we accept is the one closest to our own thought of who we are. As far as I know, the next world is one of advanced ideas, with fictions that seem real, yet each with a chance for us to take a long step to the one reality, to Love.
Since "coming back" from that experience, I've read a number of other near death experiences (there's many of them in print), sifted them to find the ones closest to mine. Some, I'm sure, may be true for the authors, but not for me, others are much like my own. My life since the crash has become a quiet little schoolroom for me: learning from others, yet finding my own highest sense of right.
No crash, I thought, no school!