As if there had not been enough excitement for the week, I decided it would be fun to spend the night at the hospital…sigh…

I woke up this morning seeing really big, really bright fuscia spots everywhere.  When I went to look in the mirror, beyond the spots I saw a face I didn’t recognize.  My eyes seemed to be sunken in, one lower than the other.  My face looked misshapen.  Who was that in the mirror? I was frightened, but just foggy enough not to completely freak out.

Mark drove me to church.  I had lots to do and set up there.  But on the way, I realized that everything I was seeing out my car window, was double.  Two people walking looked like four.  Stop signs all had an exact twin.  My left eye seemed to be the cause of this, the same side where I had felt numbness and tingling earlier.

I got to church and my friend said that she asked me if I had sprained my ankle because i was walking so funny.  I answered that, no, I just wasn’t feeling well.  I guess I was again limping on the left side.  The rest of the story is spotty and has been filled in by others telling me what happened next.  I went down the hall to get some crates and my friend Dayle found me pushing them and then slumping over them, saying how dizzy I was.  She went to get me some water and found that I had continued pushing them to where I wanted them and then sat down.  I tried to help set up the stage, but lost all strength and went to sit down.  Terra said that I wasn’t making any sense and was completely in la la land.  I couldn’t find my words and I couldn’t understand people who were trying to talk to me.  Terra came over with others to pray for me ( I have no recollection of this). I slumped on the floor with my head on a bench.  Someone came over and offered me a banana.  I took a bite out of their hand and within minutes knew that it was going to come back up.  Another person held a bag for me while I, you know, that… My friend kevin came over and cleaned that up for me.  Somewhere in there Mark, not knowing what had transpired, came back from running to get a cup of coffee and realized that he needed to take me home.  I threw up one more time in the car.  He got me home and put me to bed and I didn’t move for two hours.

When I got up, I felt weak, but more coherent.  We talked and looked some things up on line and called a doctor friend of ours.  All things pointed to going to the ER.  So we did.  We are ruling out a stroke, among other things.  I will see the neurologist tomorrow for more tests.  The doctor was glad that I had come in.  Many of my symptoms resemble not only a stroke, but also a severe migraine, but without the pain.  Weird. 

So here I sit in my hospital room.  All my visitors have left for the night and so I thought I would talk with you… 🙂  Never a dull moment, right?????