Unless there is gerbil involvement then I don't want to know.

I had the symptoms of a stroke, i know I'm too young for one, but in reality anyone can have one in their 20s. I woke up monday feeling like I was struck in the head by a rock, but didnt hit my head or get injured the night before, so like 4 hours after i woke up, feeling like i had a concussion, I was talking to my cousin on the phone, and i kept almost falling over, complete loss of balance, severe feeling of confusion, I kept fucking up what I was saying, then I was stuttering, my cousin was freaking out, telling me I'm having the warning signs of a stroke, she begged me to go to the hospital, threatening me that if I dont go she's calling an ambulance on me, I said I'd do, but then I got really confused on what I was doing, my mom found shit thrown about the house, I knocked over my coffee table, clothes all over the place, then I got the bright idea of taking a shower, thinking I'd feel better. I almost fell in the shower, tore 3 rings off my shower curtain, i get dressed, and my mom made me go to the hospital. I get admitted with flying colors, got my blood drawn, cat scans, i almost had a brain anersisum(sorry for the bad spelling) but they still dont know whats really wrong with me, could have been an anersisum(again, spelling) could have been a stroke, but they honestly dont know what it was, scans told the doctors I'm healthy as a mule. But the way I was told them different.

I still feel weird. I cant stand up too fast, the doctor said I can injure myself if I move too fast, So yesterday I stayed glued to my computer chair, using a walking stick to push me around in the chair around the house, played a little bit of TF2 even though the colors of the game made me want to throw up. I was actually kinda fun using my computer chair as a wheelchair, even more fun to go to the bathroom, its almost a game trying to aim at the toilet. Every once in a while i get the confusion spells again, the doctor said that might go away, or it might not, I have no clue whats happening, the doctor insisted to my mom that I was fucked out of my head on drugs(my piss test came back clean besides a trace ammount of THC, but smoking pot does'nt make you feeling like your gonna die) I'm tired again. I'm going to cart my ass in this computer chair back to my Lay-Z-Boy. Work has been cool with me, and even dropped over my favorite sandwich for me, a rueben.