I am home.
The worst is over.
MRI a couple of hours ago aided by copious amounts of Valium. No fucking rainbows and unicorns as promised Mr Lady, I am rather pissed about that.
No bleeding in my brain.
No clue why my right side is still weak but hopefully it will resolve itself soon.
I can breathe again.
Just a small stroke. On preventative medicines, hopefully there will be no repeat performance.
Right now I need to sleep for a month after squeezing my kids till they scream for mercy.
Will update tomorrow.
The good. The bad. The flatulent.
I love you all for your thoughts, cards, emails, comments, phone calls, gifts, blog posts dedicated to little old me and my hiccuping brain. Thankyou post forthcoming. Eventually. Once I can stop my eyes rolling around in my head.