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Transient Global Amnesia is scary while it's happening, but apparently benign in the long run.  I'm so glad you asked me how I know this!  *laugh*

Saturday, Sep 8, I was getting ready to go to Poly Munch (Second Saturday at Cici's, as it's known), when I noticed the date on my computer, and it sounded wrong, because if it was really Sep 8, I had forgotten my son's birthday on the 2nd.  What's worse, I couldn't remember ANYTHING about the 2nd at all.  I became more than a little distraught as I realized I'd forgotten to do anything for him, and called his cell with a weepy, disjointed message wondering what was wrong with me (he kept it to play back to anyone who might have found use for it diagnostically, and let me hear it for myself later).

Then I called Gene: he had to tell me where Kevin was, to which I replied "he is?"; I said I'd forgotten his birthday, and Gene told me we'd done something with my father, which completely astounded me; I suddenly realized I didn't remember going to work lately, so I asked about that, and he told me I was retired, to which I answered "I'm retired?"  At that point my memory went into total self-destruct, because poor Kevin called me several times, repeating the conversation practically verbatim each time.  Kevin says I kept telling him I didn't think I would need a doctor.  I have no recollection of any of those calls.

By the time I have any actual recall of events, Gene had agreed to come pick me up, because I was pretty sure I shouldn't drive, and when he got here with Kathy, we got my stuff together (I had planned to stay over at their house that night, so I had my overnight things mostly ready to go), and they asked me where I wanted to go.  Since we practically lived at MoBap the last few years of Don's life, and I sort of inherited his doctor, that's what I said.

They ran some tests over the next couple of days.  I've now had a CAT scan of my head, which is not hollow after all, an MRI with contrast, which said pretty much the same thing, an echocardiogram, and a doppler test of my neck arteries/veins.  Nuthin' shakin' any of those places either.

Only thing they really didn't like was my blood pressure, which was scary high when I got to the ER.  We'll work on that.  The only reason it took two days to get the tests done was my showing up on a Saturday afternoon.  They let me loose Monday shortly after lunch, and I came home to my neglected computer.  Kevin's got a few days of emergency leave just to make sure I'm OK--poor kid's got enough problems with mental/emotional stability of his own right now, having had some traumatic experiences in the 'Stan.  They're in the process of deciding just how much disability pay he's going to pull down for that.

Kevin, Gene and Kathy were so very good to me in all this.  Kathy went with me to the ER cubicle and kept me company the whole time; Kevin has even forgiven me for the phone calls he had to keep repeating.  All I know now is the next time someone talks about "that's [time frame] of my life I'll never have back," I can trump them with my half-hour of actually never remembering what I did, which is very much like not having that part of your life at all.

I was lost, but now I'm found.  *giggle*  The only repercussion might come with my family wanting to know more about my relationship with "my friend" Gene, who was there Sunday at the same time my father, step-mother, brother and sister-in-law were.  I think we behaved while there were witnesses, but my brother's concerned.  I just hope he keeps his concerns private--when we were kids, he had a distressing habit of confessing my behavior to our mother.  Not too often, but I remember a couple I could have done without.  Oh well.  I'm pretty sure he will be good this time.

I really need to shut up now, don't I?  *laugh*  I'm home, I'm OK.  The End!

Date: 2012-09-12 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kukla-tko42.livejournal.com
Wow. How scary!
Do they have any idea what caused it or if it will happen again?

Date: 2012-09-13 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mousefeathers.livejournal.com

Very few clues to what causes them; interestingly, there may be a link between intense orgasm and TGA in men, and I had just indulged in some self-satisfaction, which was accompanied by a mean headache, which just ain't right. Maybe women don't 'fess up or something.

There appears slight chance of recurrence, and no apparent repercussions. Some reports of "well, maybe there's SOMETHING lurking in the background," but nothing really compelling. I will not let myself worry over it, although getting the bills paid may be ... interesting. But we'll git 'er figgered. *sings a chorus of 'Accentuate the Positive'*



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