I had a bit of a scare on friday night. On Thursday I noticed a little blurry spot on my vision, after a couple of hours it went away and I thought nothing more of it. The next day I read something about TIA’s (mini or ‘silent’ strokes) that linked it to ‘aura’ migranes. where your vision is affected but you dont have a headache, so when it happened again at about 8pm on friday night whilst I was watching Children in Need I managed to freak myself out. My friend told me to ring NHS direct and they told me to go to A&E so my friend Eilish came round to take me to hospital. I thought i’d be out again in the next couple of hours but I wasnt.
I was first seen my a doctor who did all the usual tests, blood pressure, temperature, he then checked my eye and said that everything seemed fine but he’d ring the medical team to check. They said they didnt need to see me and put the phone down. 5 seconds later the phone rings again “wait did ypu say she is 89 or she was born in 89?” doctor “born in 89 yes thats what i told you” “OK we need to see her”
After checking me over again and me and Lish witnessing a lot of screaming patients they decided they wanted to keep me in over night to check on me and give me a CT scan. They took my blood and sent me off to have my brain scanned. After an hour or so I got transferred from A&E to another ward which I assumed would be some kind of over night but when I asked where they were taking me “solomon” they replied. My eyes welled up. That’s where I was before - the stroke ward. Even Lish looked scared. Met by a nurse on the transfer I asked her, so why am I going to the stroke ward has something happened? “Well we don’t know we can’t tell from your brain scan” I started freaking out, “so is there new damaged?” “We’re not sure” she replied. ‘right’ I began crying so what was going on? after asking again and again she said ‘we have to get a doctor to look at is because we don’t know how to read it’ YOU STUPID IDIOT you should have just said straight away ‘we aren’t qualified to read it so we’re just taking you here as a precaution because it happened before, not scared the absolute life out of me!!
So I stayed the night and Lish bless her heart stayed with me untill i went home. Can’t thank her enough I really didnt want to be alone. By this time the doctor had checked my scan and said there was no new damage so I was confused as to why I had to stay. It was already around 3am and I just wanted to curl up in my bed but they thought it would be best for me to see the stroke specialist. Annoyed we tried to get some sleep and failed miserably. The morning came and we waited for the stroke specialist. Luckily she came at around 9 and it was lovely dr Gainsborough who had come in on her day off when I had first been admitted. strangely I recognised her straight away. She said she had looked at my scan and compared it to last time. It’s healing well there is just a little bit of scar tissue left apparently so thats good news. she said I was doing really well and she could hardly believe how far i’d come “you must be working really hard” she said.
As much as I didn’t want to spend the night in Hospital I know I did the right thing and it’s always better to be safe than sorry