Hi August friends. I've gotten way behind in this thread the past week. I had a scary incident and I was afraid Disney in August might not even happen

But now I'm looking at the positive.
Last Tuesday morning I had a TIA, which is a mini-stroke. I was having breakfast with DW (which we NEVER do mid-week - I'm taking it as a sign) when my arm started to go numb and my head was tingling and I thought I'd pass out. She took me to the ER, afraid it was something with my heart. We were shocked - well I was - she caught on fast what was happening - when they were rushing me into a CT scan and then MRI. I spent three days in the hospital and am now on three meds and so sad. I am essentially fine - I have some left arm/hand weakness (I'm a lefty) that I will start OT for next week and am having a hard time with stimulation - if I have to focus or concentrate on something for more than a few minutes, I get a headache and feel like I want to close my eyes. But that is getting better, and I think some of it is mental/anxiety....I just feel like a ticking time bomb and I need to move past that.
But today's the day I am going back to focussing on our summer and our plans and to do everything possible to make sure this doesn't happen again, so I am back to catch up with all of you and get back to some Disney planning!
FYI, I am 43, don't smoke, have an occasional glass of wine with dinner or a beer, run 3-4 times a week, have normal blood pressure, have always had normal cholesterol, although those numbers were not in line with my April physical so we'll follow up there, and basically eat a healthy diet - I could afford to lose 10 pounds or so, but I am not overweight by a medical standpoint. My dad and his two brothers have/had high cholesterol and my dad at age 62 and his brother at age 65 both passed from strokes. So I do have a family history. But otherwise, this should not have happened to me. So my message to you is, if you ever have weird symptoms where you get light headed, dizzy, and just don't feel right, see a doctor, even if you think it's nothing. My episode only lasted about 40 minutes. Had I been here alone, as I would have been 95% of other weekdays, I would have laid down on the couch thinking I didn't feel well and possibly thought I pulled a muscle in my arm, etc. The intensity of what was happening in no way matched the seriousness of the situation at the time and the change this will make to the rest of my life.
Ok, onward and upward...