Scrambled!

Scrambled #1 - confused, jumbled - M15 used scrambled the phone messages so enemy agents could not understand them
Scrambled #2-  ordered into immediate action. The RAF crews were scrambled, when the German warplanes approached
Scrambled #3- made one's way awkwardly over rough ground. The children scrambled over boulders and fallen trees as they went down the hill.
Everyone has been very kind, and now things are getting back to normality, here's a brief explanation of what happened last Wednesday night, after I went out to my church Homegroup, leaving Bob to prepare Sunday's sermon. 

Scrambled#1 Around 8.50pm, he found he couldn't spell properly or make sense of words. He's a bright, articulate bloke, and realised something was wrong.Somehow he managed to ring 111 and have a sort of conversation with the operator, who dispatched an ambulance. Bob also rang me and said "Please come home right now. I've sent a text. Don't worry. I love you" and hung up. The text just said "I rang 111 an ambulance is coming" What?? I was confused and afraid.

Scrambled #2. I immediately drove home [along with Steve, former police officer, and first aider]  Bob was able to tell us what had happened, and he seemed mostly OK. Within minutes, two paramedics arrived. They checked him over, and we were swiftly on our way to Royal Bournemouth Hospital [with full 'blues and twos' flashing and blaring] It was the busiest night so far this year in A&E. At 9.30, the line of wheelchairs and trolleys was down the corridor and round the corner. But Bob was fast-tracked, and quickly had a whole battery of tests [CT scan etc]. At midnight, they admitted him, and told me to go home. Jenny and Peter, my wonderful homegroup leaders, came to get me. 
Scrambled #3 Things felt rough, and confused, and it was pretty hard to sleep - but at 7.30 Thursday morning Bob rang, incredibly bright and cheerful, full of praise for the consultant and hospital staff. He'd suffered a minor TIA - probably connected to the ectopic heartbeat issue which started about 3 years ago. But there was no lasting damage from the episode. Resting now, then continuing medication should help prevent more problems. Steve kindly fetched Bob home just after lunch. 
David-the-Deacon came round in the afternoon and we cleared Bob's diary and assigned his church tasks to other people. Bob cannot drive until November 7th - so I am being determined, and practising driving The Big Skoda [it feels like a bus, compared to my Tiny Toyota] as we're due to go to Cornerstones for 10 days on 25th October. For the first time in 30 years, I couldn't go to my conference, which was sad, but friends sent lovely messages saying they missed me. 
...and a week on, things feel much calmer. The whole episode was emotionally draining, as many of you will understand if you have been through a similar experience. But we have been able to rest a lot and things are getting back to normal. Bob is his intelligent, witty self again, beating the teams to answer correctly the questions on Only Connect. He's not driving, and he's not drinking coffee, but otherwise he's fine - and he won't get back to 'full duties' until November.
We are so grateful - to the prompt, efficient and caring NHS personnel, to church friends who have supported us through it all, to our wonderful family who have kept in constant touch and been so encouraging, and to all you kind friends who've sent messages and prayed for us [even though most of you had no idea what was wrong] - and to our God who is in control, and who has helped us through. 
Thank you, everyone!