More tears than I can even count anymore.

@TrunkZ They’er not something that I had recently they happened in a span of about 2-3 years and only one was actually scary enough that I wasn’t sure if I was having a heart attack or a stroke but I basically collapsed from sitting on the couch at my parents house and waiting for my dad to get home and to go see a baseball game together. I was just about to get in the shower my mom was sitting in the same room but she was knitting and only half paying attention to me. I just took a vape hit from a water filled glass rig basically a bong for vaping. And I slipped off the couch and ended up with my left side down and my right unresponsive side up. My mom thought I dropped something and was just looking for it in the carpet but she asked me twice and I couldn’t respond. Finally she got up and came around so she could see my face and she asked me if I was ok. I barely got out “call 911 I’m having a stroke or a heart attack” and my mom is the last person that I ever want to worry. But I wasn’t sure what was happening. And after she made the call and asked the 911 operator what to do as well as conveyed my status best she could she was so white as ghost with worry. I don’t what happened but at about 5 mins past I was able to get up. My mom was too scared to even touch me and she was told that if I was breathing just to wait for the firefighters as they usually beat the ambulance. I basically leapt to my feet as soon as I felt my right side again. I took some deep breath’s and I ran down the hall to get all my meds and anything that I thought the hospital would need. And my dad actually walked in just ahead of the emergency responders and he calmed me and my mom down. Two ambulances and a police officer were next followed by about 3 firefighters and I think 6 other firefighters stayed outside. The head firefighter was starting to get my vitals and I was feeling fine. I wanted to make the baseball game but they said I needed to get to the hospital and the ambulance drivers were arguing about who was going to transport me and I asked if I could just ride with my dad. He’s a retired police captain and they all said they were fine with him driving me. I went to the hospital I was born in which was oddly comforting and I had to stay in ICU all night. I finally got a shower around midnight. My parents had gathered anything that I might want like my computer and a few books and I had my phone. Aside from one power tripping nurse it was a boring night and the next day I had a few tests to see how severe it was. And I was released at about 4 pm with inconclusive results but I was told that it was definitely a stroke but it wasn’t attributable to anything that could be identified. Eventually I believe that they chalked it up to my head injuries because I’ve had dozens. But happened again a few weeks later as I was standing in the kitchen talking to my dad after he got home from work. I just fell over backwards stiff as a board. I recall that my vision started to fade and I didn’t really feel like anything was happening until I hit the hardwood floor. My dad said I seemed to just fade out and he was too far away from me to catch me or do anything. Again to the ER but it was so busy we waited 4 hours only to be seen evaluated and released inside of an hour. I didn’t feel as confident with the diagnosis of a mini stroke but I didn’t want to get a second opinion and I didn’t think about. Until I had two nearly identical ones when I was back living independently in my place I live in now and Both times I was alone and woke up jumped up off the couch once and off my bed the other time and I felt nothing but I did get tunnel vision and then I fell into my countertop and it hurt even more than falling on just a hardwood floor. I remember my chest hit the edge and it didn’t really fully register as painful until a few minutes had passed and I didn’t go to the ER because I couldn’t trust myself to drive and I didn’t feel like I needed to call 911 and I believe both times I had a funny feeling but I just couldn’t place it before I faded out. I don’t remember if I hit my counter top both times but I feel like I may have or I got up and fell back onto the arm of my couch and really hurt my ribs bruised bad enough that it looked and felt like I was kicked by a horse or someone really strong hit me with a baseball bat. My neurologist at the time wasn’t too concerned so I wasn’t too concerned but I did worry about it happening when I was out in public or worse while driving. And that’s my experience with strokes.

@2cool4school sounds like a pretty rough experience. Hopefully that's the end of it with strokes. 🤗🤗