My Sunday had weirdness to it. When I got home from church, I had a message that I should call the neighbor boy, Nexus's son. He wanted to take them to the hospital because she had lost short term memory. Of course we were thinking stroke- but to make a long story short, it wasn't. It was Transient Global Amnesia. She feels like she dodged a bullet. I am so grateful that one of the vital and most intelligent people I know will be keeping her marbles.