I woke up this morning with a blurry, bright spot in my vision. I wasn't really concerned with it until it started shifting shape and size. At the time, I felt fine otherwise, but I called First Nurse just to be sure. They wanted me to go to the ER as soon as I could and didn't want me to drive. Josh was at work so he had to come home to take me in.
As we all know, you can expect a wait. I get really anxious at doctors' offices or in the hospital so I was trying to come up with a distraction. The Kindle was out, as were games on my phone. There was no way I was reading or staring at a lighted screen with this blob in my vision and the quickly developing splitting headache. So... I stuffed a deck of cards in my purse before we left. I figured we could at least play some poker or something.
Josh was a little mortified with the card playing. I didn't really think about the fact that there was no table to put "the river" on. Nor did I think about how awkward it would be to deal cards into laps. He whined a bit and I said, "I know this is strange, Babe, but it's keeping me from having a panic attack."
He says, "I know. You're lucky I kinda like you."
In the end... I found out I'm having ocular migraines. Who knew!?
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