I lifted this idea from the book by Jill Bolte Taylor, a Harvard-trained neuroscientist, who experienced a massive stroke when a blood vessel exploded on the left side of her brain. Like the author that very thing happened to me in November 2007. The best way that I can explain what it felt to go through --- "something mysterious" was happening to me and I was pissed. Maybe that wasn't the right thing to feel at the moment when my head was bleeding into my brain --- but this my instinctual, visceral reaction. My house was mess, I had "numerous" academic things to attend to, my dogs where ready to go out, etc. I had VERY important things to do with my VERY important life. Oh, I knew what THIS was ... but it couldn't be a more inopportune time.