Looking back, I’m reminded of the following from the incredible Hamilton.
Why do you write like you’re running out of time?
Write day and night like you’re running out of time?
Ev’ry day you fight, like you’re running out of time
Well, the reality is, we are all running out of time.
Yesterday that reality came a little too close for comfort for me.
Not the way I wanted to spend my Saturday . . .
After spending an amazing day with my girls, out of the blue one of my eyes went blurry. I could still make things out, but barely. Then I got a little nauseous and dizzy with a very minor headache. The blur lasted a little less than 10 minutes, but after that, my eyes just felt funny. I can’t really describe in words what everything looked like, but it didn’t feel right.
A few months back I had the blurry thing, but without the other stuff, and of course, went to visit Dr. Google. I learned that the sudden eye blur thing could be a sign of a stroke, but I believed it needed to come along with other symptoms. Fast forward to yesterday, I had some of those symptoms.
Julie was in California and I was home alone with the girls.
Knowing it wouldn’t be wise to drive, I called 911 and a full squad of firemen and paramedics came to visit.
They cleared me, but my very high blood pressure of 160/100 and other symptoms had them concerned, so they stayed to make sure it went down, and before leaving, strongly recommended I go to the hospital if after a little bit things didn’t get better. They really wanted to take me, but without Julie around, I worried about the girls, and passed the initial neurological tests, so I decided to play it by ear. Our friend had come over to help out and I was going to rest while she watched the girls.
As I sat there trying to relax, things didn’t improve and I knew I needed to go in.
She drove me and dropped me at the door of the ER and I spent the next 4+ hours getting tested.
They checked my blood, my heart, my eyes, and did a CT with contrast of my head and neck to check my brain and blood vessels. Everything came back clear and they released me. They suspected some kind of migraine, and cleared me of all the really scary stuff.