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So, yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I were partaking of a late night Applebees dinner (because it's Kansas. If it's after 9 p.m., you pretty much have Applebees or Denny's), when I had some sort of neurological event.

I'd had a headache for a while, which was not alarming particularly, because I've also had sinus problems for the last lifetime, and I figured that was what that was about. When we got to the restaurant, I noticed that I was having a hard time reading the menu. I attributed that to the fact that the overhead light in our booth was out, but there was a street-light right outside the window that was all orange sodium and obnoxious. I assumed the halos and whatnot were artifacts of glare. But then, I started to fail at speaking. If you know me, you know I'm pretty good with words, so when I was consistently unable to pull up the word to describe a thing, and began to use the wrong small words, and slur my speaking, I was sort of alarmed. Then, pieces of my right side began to go numb.

At that point, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, who had been trying to keep my brain engaged as I was fumbling, offered to take me in for medical attention. We spent ten minutes short of five hours in the Emergency Room. I had bloodwork and a CAT scan, all of which came back normal. So I really don't know what happened. By the time I had been in the waiting room about an hour, I was able to do all of the word puzzles in the newspaper without difficulty. I seem to be fine today.

The whole episode was very bizarre and I hope not to repeat it any time soon.

Date: 2008-03-26 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rougewench.livejournal.com
You most definitely need to follow up with this. Anything that happens with regards to mental functioning is not something to blow off or fuck around with.

However, another possibility to add to what might have caused it...I watched my ex-husband Cliff have an episode like what you describe once, and in his case it was the first indication that he was seriously hypo-glycemic. We were having a conversation while he was in the shower after a faire day and he fell over in the shower and started slurring words. We sincerely thought he was having a stroke.


D.

Date: 2008-03-27 12:30 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] triadruid.livejournal.com
Being that it was a very late dinner, hypoglycemia is something to keep in mind. It didn't register as that to my brain (my grandfather is diabetic, and I get mild hypoglycemia from time to time myself), but good thought on the 'less terrifying' end of the scale.

Date: 2008-03-27 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] celticwhistlin.livejournal.com
I second the hypoglycemic theory.

I also affirm and promote the don't blow it off or fuck around with it.

Call your Dr.

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