When I picked the kid up from school on Tuesday, he told me he had had "an incident".

"Oh? Had an incident?" I said.

In second period, during tech class, he had been standing in the classroom listening to instructions when all of a sudden he felt a little dizzy, and his hearing became muffled, and his vision got blurry. His friend took him to the nurse's office. On the way, he stopped at a drinking fountain. By the time they got to the nurse's office, the spell had passed, but he stayed there lying down on the cot for about 10 minutes before getting up and going back to class. He said he still felt "wobbly" on the way home. Like his knees were a bit shakey.

This "wobbly, shakey" continued through the evening and into the next morning, so we called him in sick, then called the doctor to make an appointment. The soonest the doctor would see him, we were told, was the following afternoon.

(This is the second time we have felt that Northcountry medicine has possibly endangered the lives of members of our family. But that's another story/rant. For now, suffice it to say that if you have health concerns, don't ever move up here.)

By the end of day 2 (Wednesday) he was feeling back to normal. Thursday he went to school, had a usual day, and afterwards went to see the doctor.

(The doctor explained that the person who does the scheduling has "zero medical background", a problem she's trying to resolve with the health conglomerate administration but with no luck so far. She told us how to go around the system next time, if we needed to see her sooner.)

His doctor asked a lot of good questions, leading her to order a blood test to rule out his having a clot. She also told us to take him to the eye doctor as soon as we could get an appointment, to make sure his optical nerves and retina were ok, since he described having seen spots during the episode.

Friday, we called the eye doctor first thing -- she took us same day, but she's in Lake Placid. (You can get medical care in Lake Placid. They have the Winter Olympic team there.) That exam determined that his eyes are in fine shape. The eye doctor speculated he may have had an "optical migrane", which she said is like the vision and hearing distortion you might feel as a migrane begins, only then you never actually get the headache, you just feel whooshy for a while. The symptoms fit. Her eighth grader had a few of them the year before. She said they're caused by a combination of stress and trying to concentrate when there's a bright light in the background. (The classroom he was in at the time has large windows and it was a bright day.)

So, pending the bloodwork coming back saying there's no clot involved, we're going with that.

In other news, the kid's guitar teacher gave the green light at his lesson this week, that he was ready for a pedal. For those who are not familiar with such things, a pedal is a control that modifies the signal going from your electric guitar to your amp. With it you can switch from playing something sounding like an acoustic guitar to full on metal distortion with the tap of your foot. They're working on Green Day's Wake Me Up When September Ends. The kid will be performing it live at the music shop downtown, probably sometime in April or May as part of a "coffee house" day his teachers do there a few times per year.