"Oh, there goes my control of my left arm. Oh, there goes my sense of smell. Oh, language is nextgsnghghqfnvjznv"
Also sounds terrifying
"Oh, there goes my control of my left arm. Oh, there goes my sense of smell. Oh, language is nextgsnghghqfnvjznv"
Also sounds terrifying
Not sure if this relates to your experience, but the lesson I learned was: Take real vacations. Where you are not tethered to your phone, social media, work calls, PagerDuty, social calls, etc. You can just eat, drink, sleep, breathe, and take in the moment. Even if it is just for a day, take time to remember what it means to be human.
Edited: for tone
I'd been feeling fuzzy all day at work - losing track of what I was doing, constantly searching for common words. Eventually I decided to head home.
I got to the train station and started feeling a rising sense of worry, especially once I noticed that my left arm had stopped obeying any commands, so I texted my partner. Texting was hard. The words were in my brain but my thumb wouldn't obey me. Eventually I got there. I noticed a few typos, but I couldn't find it in me to correct them and I reckoned it was understandable enough, so I sent it; partner later reported back that the text was completely unintelligible. He called me, and I couldn't get any words out except the word 'help'.
He looked up my location on Maps, called an ambulance, and told me to find a seat. By the time it came, the episode was mostly over and I was back to just feeling very fuzzy and having trouble speaking clearly.
They took me to hospital, booked me in for a CT and MRI, kept me in for a couple of days of observation. The doctor later told me that what I'd had was an atypical migraine, rather than a stroke. I'd never had a migraine in my life, and (other than a regular pain-migraine which kicked in the day I came home from hospital) I've never had one again.
Brains are really, really weird.
"10..9..oh there goes the left-hand side of my brain...8.."