Not the Saturday we had planned...

...but we feel we've dodged a bullet...

Yesterday Roy had a very confused hour - he got back from a bike ride, and couldn't remember getting the car out of the garage. He was confused by the paper on the bike rack - he'd gone to pick it up - and he'd forgotten the Queen died the day before...

I bullied persuaded him to ask for medical advice, and our health centre was brilliant - an appointment with the Practice Nurse within the hour, she consulted with one of the GPs and rang us back, an appointment was made at the TIA clinic at Calderdale Hospital, and we went back to pick up a baby aspirin for him to take immediately.

The clinic this morning took hours, but we were pre-warned. Four patients there from 9.45, and we were last so we didn't leave til nearly 3pm. In between, all four had had BP taken, ECGs done, and scans on carotid arteries completed. The consultant - who was working in A&E - then reviewed the info with each person.

The upshot is, Roy has had TGA not a TIA, so that's good news. No markers for increased likelihood of strokes, no treatment, and he can still drive.

If you're going to have an acronym, you might as well have a rare one... TGA stands for Transient Global Amnesia, and it can be brought on by heavy exercise - so that big hill on the way back obviously got to him ( he was on his steam bike )!

All rather silly - but at the same time rather scary! 

EDIT King Charles III was officially proclaimed Britain's new sovereign in a ceremony filled with pomp and procedure at St. James's Palace.