It's one day's ransom pay, if that's a relief
So everyone is all right, but we just got back from five hours at the ER because
spatch had a complex migraine which it turns out the ER doctors call a "stroke mimic" because if you're having one, you may need a CT scan and an MRI to determine that you are not actually having a stroke, especially if when you arrive at the ER you can read and write but have suddenly stopped being able to speak. This is no longer the case. Rob responded to migraine meds, was told his MRI looked "pristine," and was released into the wild. I just finished eating the dinner we were making when the fun brain times hit. The cats think we smell like vet. As Rob said from the hospital bed once he got his words back, "This is a lousy date!"
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If you had said he'd lost his speech my first thought wouldn't have been stroke, honestly; it would have been a panic attack the size of HOLY SHIT HAVE YOU READ THE NEWS, FIGURATIVE SIBLINGS because that'll drop the aphasia on one like a brick; I am glad you went, did the thing, had the unpleasantness, and got the peace of mind.
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Antihistamines and antipsychotics. All the cool kids are doing them.
If you had said he'd lost his speech my first thought wouldn't have been stroke, honestly; it would have been a panic attack the size of HOLY SHIT HAVE YOU READ THE NEWS, FIGURATIVE SIBLINGS because that'll drop the aphasia on one like a brick
We actually thought of that—I mentioned his history of anxiety and depression when speaking with the urgent care nurse, the triage nurse, and the ER doctor, just in case—but the presentation and eventually the duration were wrong.
The news is awful. [edit] You sent me good news! Thank you!
*hugs*
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