Marion's Miscellaneous Musings

Now officially....old.

Jack's adventures started Saturday the 15th, when I was happily sewing in the mountains.  Yasmin noticed he was off.  I got back Sunday about 4 and noticed he was not talkative, but otherwise normal.  Not talking, for Jack, is normal.  He did drive a little slower than usual.  Monday he cooked 1 inch steaks the same amount of time he cooked 1.5 inch steaks.

Tuesday morning he forgot what he was doing a couple of times.  They started noticing things at work.  Wednesday at work it was enough for them to force him to the emergency room, telling him that it was probably a UTI and a pill would fix it.  He called me at 1:30 and said he was about to be admitted to the hospital overnight for observation

Well, that upended the days plans.

He got all sorts of tests:  x rays, MRI, CT scan, blood tests, urine tests...and the results are (drum roll please) he had a microstroke, probably because a bit of cholsterol broke off and went into his brain.  The prefix "micro" doesn't sound very serious, but the doctors are worried that he would have a more serious stroke, hence the stay in the hospital for a minimum of 48 hours.  (It was actually 46, unless you count the 5 hours in ER.)

During which I made him play cribbage.  All in the name of physical therapy:  small muscle control, hand eye coordination, cognitive ability, etc.  (He won 2 and I won 4.  That is a little higher win rate for him than normal.  He's fine.)

Now we go back to normal life albeit with blood pressure medication, cholesterol medication, and a different diet. (I finally get to use the word "albeit!")

We have joined the ranks of those who know they need to worry about their diet.

posted by Marion @ 10:43 PM