Hey ... I'm LIVING in here!
Wow. That was strange.
I got up last Wednesday morning at 3am and went to that small room (you know .. the one with all the porcelain things in it) and then went to the computer room I'm in now, and went to sleep in my favorite recliner. I then got up at 6:45, put on some clothes, and went to the kitchen. After downing my morning pills, I sat down with Peg at the table and said something like "I doan fee qui rye".
I'd known something was odd at 3am, as I was a bit unsteady on my feet, but I chalked it up to age, and being wakened by Momma Nature out of a sound sleep. But when I tried to talk, I knew something was out of whack.
Our son Brian is a Paramedic with our fire department here, so Peg called him. After talking it over for a minute, he said to call 911 and let them check me right then and there, and then go to the hospital in ambulance.
That's just what I did.
As was mentioned on Wade Burleson's blog, it was a TIA. That's easier to say than Transient Ischemic Attack, which most folks refer to as a "Mini-Stroke". It's mini because there are no lasting effects, as I understand it, and there's no identifiable cause. Most strokes are caused by a burst blood vessel, or a blood clot, which causes damage to that area of the brain. I had an MRI, an MRA (MRI on the neck) and a CAT scan, and all were normal. So I guess that's what it was.
I'd always speculated about how it would be, to have this malady or that disease. What I didn't think of, was how it would be to have something run amok in the brain. I mean, that's where we LIVE, and what affects that, affects everything.
The big after-effect: I think about everything now. "Did I used to pronounce that word that way?", "Did I get hung up on THAT word before?", "Was I always this slow typing?", etc. I guess I'll just have to get used to it, but it's a little strange for today, at least.
The cognitive stuff was always OK. I always knew when, where, who was president, all that stuff. I was just a little out of touch, and the mouth didn't work just right.
Typical for TIA's, the symptoms were pretty much gone in 5 or 6 hours, and there doesn't seem to be any after-effects other than that pesky thought thing.
To all the folks who prayed: Thanks. Something's got me back to the computer, posting stuff. And had me alert enough last night to spot the picture of our church on the 20/20 bit about the SBC not having a system to detect and eject sexual predators. And, Spiritually speaking, this whole thing never was upsetting, to me. What God allows, God allows, and the thought of what it might be was never frightening at all.
Guess I'd best be counting myself ... in the immortal words of John Calvin ... lucky.