Ask Me Something Else!

I was over at Jason's last weekend, helping him throw out some flood-ruined things and after, we had dinner and were hanging out and I got some weird visual things.

A couple of years ago at his place, when I was highly highly stressed, I got what I'm pretty sure was a visual migraine.  And since then I've maybe been extra sensitive to visual changes.

So what it "looked" like to me was a cloudiness blurring things at a distance, but it came and went so I didn't know what to think of it.  I told Jason "If anything happens, I'm having a sort of weird visual thing going on right now ok?"

He must have been concerned that I'd over done it because I think he tried to check to see if I was having a stroke.  He had me raise both my arms up (no problem) and then he asked me to recite the alphabet backwards.  I laughed.  "I can't do that sober and well dude, ask me something else!?" because seriously... z... y?... w... x? and then seriously, I don't know, v?  The only way I could legit do it would be to sing the alphabet forward and then very slowly work my way back, like a reverse "B. I.N. G.O." song or something... anyway...  He then asked me what 15 x 2 was and I was very relieved that I knew that one, 30!  "thanks for giving me an easy one," I said, "I'm really not a Math person!"  To which he replied "give me the primes up to 100."

I laughed again, but then paused because "what was a prime again anyway, it's been a hundred years since I took math in school." And then my brain went "1,3,5,7... uh.. 11, 13, uh..." so I guess some learning did at least partially stick in there, good job former teachers!

But yeah, if I ever have to do a consciousness test for a doctor and they ask me to recite the alphabet backwards I am SO screwed!