Twas last Wednesday at about 10.00am. I was ensconced in bed breaking my fast with oaty, frosty, wheaty flakes. The next I remember is being fussed over by two paramedics attaching various electrodes to my confused form. Apparently, I had suffered a seizure and during the process managed to bite a chunk out of my tongue. I was still confused and couldn't answer the simple questions posed. Of course, I needed to be ferried to the nearest hospital but for some reason, I was reluctant to leave my cozy warm bed. Sanity prevailed and I ended up in the Emergency Department of Wairarapa hospital.
I was fixed up to various instruments monitoring my heart. Blood samples were taken and sent off for biochemistry and haematology testing. The docs were worried that I had suffered a stroke but I managed to pass the physical exam and there was no evidence of a 'cerebral incident'. To be sure I was sent to the Imaging Department for a CT scan. Again, there was no evidence of a brain mishap.
The doctor explained that they could find nothing wrong but they would like to perform further brain imaging (MRI). Unfortunately, this requires a referral to the main Wellington Hospital and the appointment should hopefully transpire within the next week or so.
As there was no explanation for my temporary fugue the docs decided to send me home. However, my driver's license has been suspended until further notice. I was told that even if I have no further episodes, it is likely that I won't be able to drive for a year. This will leave my travel at the mercy of my wife and daughter. A prospect that pleases me, not at all. There appears not a lot I can do to remedy the situation and I understand why the medical profession is not too keen on me driving the highways and byways of New Zealand. Arse and double, Arse. I will keep my fan base updated as information about my medical condition comes to fruition.
Keep well - best wishes.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mr S.
DeleteKeep well, of course.
ReplyDeleteAlso your post is showing as empty on Martin Scribleurus. Unless that is some artful metaphor.
Thanks. Yea for some reason the link no longer words.
DeleteI think it's because your title was part of the picture so didn't register as text.
DeleteI think you are right Mr S. For some dozy reason I forgot to add a title. Sorted now.
DeleteAll the best sir and yes, the empty link on Martin Scribleurus was artfully metaphoric.
ReplyDeletePerhaps they were anticipating my demise.
DeleteJust got in from having a camera stuffed down my throat. I can safely say that was the most horrible thing I have had done voluntarily. Having the camera (Hopefully different one ) up the other end was much less unpleasant. And yet I feel my day has been better than yours. Hope you are Ok.
ReplyDeleteI'm feeling fine. I have a few further tests pending, but so far, they can find nothing wrong, except for being barking mad, of course.
DeleteAll sympathy to your poor wife. Finding you like that must have been much worse than usual.
ReplyDeleteAnd good luck to you too.
Apparently my daughter showed uncharacteristic concern. She is the ultimate ice cold blond. Mayhap she is fond of her strange old dad.
DeleteGet well soon.
ReplyDeleteI hope there's no jab-related issue behind the event?
No. I had the jab ages ago. The whole episode is inexplicable to me and the medical profession.
DeleteShit. Just read this, mate. Welcome to the FND club and I take no pleasure from the invite. Suffice it to say that I know how you feel...
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