It's rather amazing that it takes something so major to wake someone up. Like myself.
I've had a VERY stressful past 12 months and so many things kept piling on. Well on Monday everything figuratively came crashing down.
First I lost vision in my right eye for a short time, followed by a migraine headache. Then while trying to pick out a pair of pants at the store for my hubby I found myself unable to verbally communicate with the salesperson. And while waiting for my items my right arm/hand and right side of my face all went numb.
I decided to get some lunch and I also called my doctor. To which in a very calm voice they told me to go to the ER as soon as possible. Having no idea at the time why, I did what they told me.
In talking (as much as I could to the dr) he mentioned some severe PTSD and such but was concerned about my other symptoms and wanted to run test including a CT scan of my head.
I was admitted (and to be honest I have no reference of time) other that I knew my hubby left to get the kids from daycare and Stephanie was an angel and helped with them. Elyssa and my mom were also ANGELS in keeping me company and calm.
They kept me for 2 days and I got an MRI and EEG including visits from Occupational/Speech/Physical Therapy. Even Psychiatry visited a few times too.
When I received my discharge papers on Wednesday everything finally started making sense. My diagnosis was severe migraines. But in reviewing the rest of the paperwork, I was admitted on the STROKE floor. Yep, no wonder the Dr was frantic to get me to the ER on the phone...they thought I was having a stroke.
Well thank goodness I didn't. But, I'm now back at home and getting some rest and doing what I can to get my head feeling back to normal.
I send much love to you all.
