Leaving the hospital is fun.
Thursday at 4pm, gave me another reason to count my blessings. It was about that time that Pete and I left the emergency room at Mount Auburn Hospital after arriving 6 hours earlier. Pete called me at work that morning to tell me he was having problems seeing, couldn't remember words, couldn't read, and was generally confused. Our ride to the emergency room was very unsettling as he was mixing up his speech (saying things like "feffrett" instead of "Everett" and asking me to name types of pastries and types of fruits in order to try to figure out what he ate for breakfast (blueberry muffin).
Needless to say, screwing up your speech and forgetting words is not a good sign. He was admitted to the emergency room with "stroke-like symptoms." Long, long story short, after an MRI, CT, Ecocardiogram, lots of bloodwork, etc. the doctors told us that he could go home. All his tests were completely clear, and he mostly likely had an atypical or silent migraine.
I am having a glass of champagne tonight to celebrate my husband's health. This worked out to be the best possible issue considering the symptoms, and, man, am I glad.
So, cheers to you and yours. Go tell someone you love them.