You all take care of yourselves

I had a TIA (transient ischemic attack) a few years ago. I was on the computer when I went blind in my right eye then the left eye darkened. I went in the bedroom and told my wife," I think I'm having a stroke". She replied "fack off, I have to get up for work tomorrow" and pulled the blanket over her head. Fortunately I had an old phone with an actual dialpad and was able to feel for the numbers and was relieved to hear the 911 operator. Lucky for me the specialist said the Emerg doctor knew what he was doing and I ended up with virtually no lasting damage other than realising that my marriage was in a bit of trouble :eek:.
I hope you have a similar outcome to me.........without the sociopathic wife bit.


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I'm overwhelmed with all the support Guys and Gal's. Thank you so much. I'm a hermit, so to speak, but now realize I have far many Friends than I ever imagined. Waiting to hear from my VA primary care Dr. I sent them a message, about the whole ordeal. The hospital did ultrasound on the veins in my neck, found some of whatever you call it, that builds up there, but nothing serious, also did echo cardiogram, normal, cat scan was also normal. They wanted an MRI to check for bleeding in my brain, but I can't handle that ****ed tube machine. Maybe will try it again at the VA clinic, now that I've calmed down, and rested some. I may try to peddle off my 2 Harley Sportsters, and my Kawasaki ZRX1200r, but will keep my 3 Rockets forever, even if it gets to the point that all I can do is go out and shine on them, and give them a pat on the tank! Ha! I will be teraing into my 05 when I feel a little better, to see what's going on with the clutch/shifting thing. Possible detent spring, or that other weird looking spring that's in there. Thanks again all of you great people.
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Yeah...tough it out and do it all!...you’re just a slip of a lad and got many miles ahead we know!
 
Hope you continue to mend, Sir!

Hate to see you go, or quit riding, once things get sorted.

I was 68 this past January, and hope to keep going for a bit longer, myself, but I have only the one roadster to keep up with.

The wife has a golf cart, so there’s always that if/when things go all to hell! :confused:

Like was recommended above; sell a few and buy more guns!

Take care and God Bless!
 
And Rick, wow! 3 TIA's. They are scarry ain't they. Having no control over what's happening I found quite frightful.
No they ain't fun at all. The real scary one was the last one with my customer. I was trying to train him on a new product and I could hear myself saying something about hosing his cat down with vitamin water. I seriously was trying to say something entirely different and it had nothing to do with his ***** in any way. Then I started to slur my words my legs went limp and I knew exactly what was happening. My customer asked me what the hell was going on, I had been at his shop for about two hours so it wasn't like I showed up drunk or something. I walked out of the shop, over to my car and drove myself to the hospital because I thought I could get there faster than an ambulance. Luckily my customer knows my wife and son and called my wife, my son was working down the street. He called my cell and tracked me down and I was lost, pulled over in the middle of Hyannis, MA someplace and he took straight to the hospital. It took a few weeks to recover from that one.
 
No they ain't fun at all. The real scary one was the last one with my customer. I was trying to train him on a new product and I could hear myself saying something about hosing his cat down with vitamin water. I seriously was trying to say something entirely different and it had nothing to do with his ***** in any way. Then I started to slur my words my legs went limp and I knew exactly what was happening. My customer asked me what the hell was going on, I had been at his shop for about two hours so it wasn't like I showed up drunk or something. I walked out of the shop, over to my car and drove myself to the hospital because I thought I could get there faster than an ambulance. Luckily my customer knows my wife and son and called my wife, my son was working down the street. He called my cell and tracked me down and I was lost, pulled over in the middle of Hyannis, MA someplace and he took straight to the hospital. It took a few weeks to recover from that one.


D@mn Rick! Stay strong brother! Prayers, Prayers, Prayers
 
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