Totally Weird
Thursday, October 27, 2011
It was weird, like half my brain was asleep along with half of my face and my right eye wouldn't open all the way.
Let's see, weird headache, numbness in the face, eye droop......means call the doctor! They couldn't get me in, not sure why I didn't call 911, but I ended up in Urgent Care. They promptly transferred me to the hospital emergency department for a stroke evaluation.
As soon I got to the hospital, there were people all around me. Questions, needles, medications, and more questions.
Then the ED doc came in, she'd been reading my chart, and asked if I had a psychiatrist. WTF?
"Uh, yeah," I said while thinking, "what in the hell does that have to do with a possible stroke?"
"Well, good, but I want to assure you that I don't think this is a psychotic episode."
Well no shit! It's funny when they look in my chart the first thing they go to is "bipolar" and think I must be experiencing something psychotic. BULLSHIT!
Then there were CT scans, with and without contrast, x-rays, cords, machines, everything they could think of. In between all that excitement there were two shots of Dilaudid. That shit's satanic!
After all the narcotics I really couldn't understand what anyone was saying, but I remember them trying to give me the "touch my finger, touch your nose" test and I failed miserably, no shit, I was totally wasted at that point. That's when they told me they were admitting me to the stroke unit to be monitored.
When I got settled in a room I kept hearing all this shouting. It was coming from doctors and nurses. I remember asking the kids why everyone was so loud in the hallway. That's when they informed me that all the patients in the unit were well over a hundred years old and probably deaf.
Then it hit me.....possible stroke.....well over a hundred....OMG! I've never felt old before, but I sure as hell did then.
After awhile the doc came in, said my scans all looked good and said he wasn't sure what happened. It could have been a TIA, but he wasn't sure. Awesome. Good scans, doc not sure. Not feeling so great about things at that point.
So what's next? Doctor's appointments all day yesterday, one tomorrow and three on Monday. I guess we'll know more in the next few days.
Until then I'll just wait and try not to feel so old.
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Let's see, weird headache, numbness in the face, eye droop......means call the doctor! They couldn't get me in, not sure why I didn't call 911, but I ended up in Urgent Care. They promptly transferred me to the hospital emergency department for a stroke evaluation.
As soon I got to the hospital, there were people all around me. Questions, needles, medications, and more questions.
Then the ED doc came in, she'd been reading my chart, and asked if I had a psychiatrist. WTF?
"Uh, yeah," I said while thinking, "what in the hell does that have to do with a possible stroke?"
"Well, good, but I want to assure you that I don't think this is a psychotic episode."
Well no shit! It's funny when they look in my chart the first thing they go to is "bipolar" and think I must be experiencing something psychotic. BULLSHIT!
Then there were CT scans, with and without contrast, x-rays, cords, machines, everything they could think of. In between all that excitement there were two shots of Dilaudid. That shit's satanic!
After all the narcotics I really couldn't understand what anyone was saying, but I remember them trying to give me the "touch my finger, touch your nose" test and I failed miserably, no shit, I was totally wasted at that point. That's when they told me they were admitting me to the stroke unit to be monitored.
When I got settled in a room I kept hearing all this shouting. It was coming from doctors and nurses. I remember asking the kids why everyone was so loud in the hallway. That's when they informed me that all the patients in the unit were well over a hundred years old and probably deaf.
Then it hit me.....possible stroke.....well over a hundred....OMG! I've never felt old before, but I sure as hell did then.
After awhile the doc came in, said my scans all looked good and said he wasn't sure what happened. It could have been a TIA, but he wasn't sure. Awesome. Good scans, doc not sure. Not feeling so great about things at that point.
So what's next? Doctor's appointments all day yesterday, one tomorrow and three on Monday. I guess we'll know more in the next few days.
Until then I'll just wait and try not to feel so old.
