Last week I took myself off for my INR blood tests because I am on life-long Warfarin because of 3 DVT's. Suddenly, along the way, I became really unwell. I didn't want to open my eyes, I just wanted to slump forward and I felt really sick. I got to the hospital and asked my nurse for a drink of water. I was very shaky. My nurse was really concerned but I just wanted to get home. I called my hubby to tell him I had had a funny turn and if I wasn't home in half an hour to come looking for me. On the way home I had to stop and be sick in the hospital hedgerow and,once again, had to battle to keep my eyes open. I got home just in time to run to the bathroom to be violently ill. My hubby made me a cup of tea and I was sick again. I sat on the sofa and my hubby videod the rest on his iPad to show me how awful I looked. My eyes were rolling in my head and I was slurring so badly he couldn't understand me. If I had downed a bottle of vodka I couldn't have looked more drunk. Hubby was desperate to phone an ambulance but, and I know this sounds bizarre, I just felt too ill to go anywhere. Now if I get tired, which is a lot of the time with PV, he is panicking that it's going to happen again. I did go to the GP and he is talking mini stroke. Hubby was given strict instructions to phone 999 should it ever happen again. I feel pretty devastated that this could have happened on top of everything else.