'OLD GEEZER' HAD A STROKE

Stroke turns Robert into Hillary

Friday past, the old geezer had a stroke, a Ischemic Stroke, to be exact.  However clever MOI thinks he is, when the first signs of the stroke hit in the am of Friday, they were ignored, it was not until the second wave hit round Tea Time, that it was taken serious and a trip to emergency was needed.

The staff at Renown Emergency were brilliant.  The old geezer was rushed in, stripped naked and hooked up to devices and a source for IV and blood draws.  Doctors and staff, did all the right things to calm down and start the recovery process.  Had the old geezer gone in at first signs, there are drugs to be got that can make other waves not happen and make the effects of a stroke less harmful.  That was big mistake on me part.

Quick as you could say 'Nurse Ratchett' it seemed the old geezer was made calm and stable and on way to room on ward.   Or so it seemed.  all Moi knows is that he no longer felt scared.

Right, most who follow me blog know that the old geezer tries to find a bit of humour in all things.  Mind, a stroke is no joke but one has to see the light side of tragic.  No, Robert did not turn into Hillary Clinton, is is a giggle, Hillary trying to show self as stroke victim.  I can relate, biggest fear was how one would look.

Rather think we need a little music to lighten the mood of the post and the gentlemen of the orchestra agree with me selection.

Before you roll eyes and this the old geezer has gone balmy, allow MOI to explain.  The staff at Renown were going to have to sort out the old geezer and one came to appreciate their support and positive outlook each day.

Now, pray read on...

Unless one is bizarre, no one wants to be in hospital.  My stay was for 6 days.  There are endless tests to be done, medicines to be taken, and doctors play detective and try to sort out why the stroke happen and how to prevent another from happening.  That is the sign of good doctor, he is also a good detective.

What can one say.  The staff on the ward assigned were brilliant.  Acting as as fine tuned ensemble, they completed one another in making sure that the old geezer was well looked after.  Had the old geezer the power, he would give the staff of the ward, The Golden Enema Gong, they flushed out the wicked illness and made one feel flush with new hopes....   For all of you wicked readers who are thinking of other meaning for the gong,  wicked you be.....

If the old geezer had to have a stroke, one had was not so bad.  The left side is a bit different.  Arm and leg seem to be most affected, with a slight droop in lip.  Much of the stroke is healing and if what one is left is most suffered, it is not so bad.  The old geezer got lucky.  VERY LUCKY.

Today at Tea Time, the old geezer was allowed to go home.  There is therapy down the road, and a good sign that symptoms of stroke could be even less than at present.

With undiluted pleasure, MOI waved good bye to Renown and is looking forward to being home.  If one thought there was going to be horrid details of past 6 days, you be so very wrong.  MOI is just ever so happy to be home.  There is something positive to come out of this.

Unless the plague of boils is next, there is going to no more said on the subject of stroke.