I was scared.
Medium decided he wanted to talk, I didn't understand him. He was confusing. Wood and children. I tried to remember F.A.S.T that my doctor taught me. I couldn't. All I could remember was to smile in the mirror. Medium was still talking and I remember walking away from him. The mirror told me nothing. I had lost sight in my right eye. This is not strange to me as my migraines do the same thing.
My face began to melt. Just before Husband got home, I could feel the right side of my face sliding off. My cheek seemed to have been dosed with Novocain. The edge of my eye lid felt as though it had slide past my cheekbone. The pain in my temple increased, pushing my right eyeball to feel as though it was bulging from the socket. I became dizzy and tumbled up the porch stairs. I just wanted to sleep.
Husband came home, and I bawled. I was unable to tell him when it had started. I had tried to tell the children that something was wrong, but it isn't on them to remember. I had no idea if we were still in the important 3 hour mark. I needed to take the clot buster meds.
I am home and somewhat comfortable this morning. My face isn't as droopy as it had felt. I was told it wasn't noticeable to those that didn't intimately know me. It is no longer on fire. I am not as confused, though am still a bit lost at times. Words keep disappearing. I am very sore in the eye. A shadow of a migraine.
My boys did well. Large is old enough to keep the other 2 at peace when a migraine strikes. Now I need to teach them all on what to do if this happens again. I wasn't prepared for it. I know that I will have strokes. There is no question on that. It is part of having severe migraines your entire life. Luckily this was a very small one. I'm only 33, I wasn't expecting them until later in life. I have had micro-strokes for years, but nothing remotely like this.