Scary

My mom called me at 10:30 on Monday night, waking me up (hey, I go to sleep early - I get up at 5 AM) to let me know that my dad was in the hospital. Apparently when Mom came home from a doctor's appointment that morning she found my dad in the kitchen with a receipt, confused about what it was and what he was doing there.

Long story short, while we were afraid he'd had a stroke, what he had was "temporal global amnesia" - which can be the warning sign of a stroke. So he's on medication now to prevent a possible stroke in the future, but all is well. Or at least, that's what the doctors say.