It was a Thursday morning and I was brushing my teeth getting ready to bring Lil B to school. What seemed like the normal day routine for me was about to go completely south. As I began to scrape my tongue during brushing, I noticed, it was crooked. I wasn't doing it intentionally but every time I stuck out my tongue, I saw the same thing. I proceeded on with my day, kept looking in the mirror to see same thing and just felt off. This was the beginning of a two day process that landed me in the ER the day of Lil B's graduation from pre K. Fast forward to Saturday and my house was filled with family celebrating Lil B, I still felt off and overly emotional. My speech felt odd, like I was grinding/gnashing my teeth when I spoke. When I ate, food would get stuck on side of my teeth and I just kept feeling this dreaded feeling. My sister in law encouraged me to go to the ER. Off my mother in law, sister and law and I went. Once we arrived, they went over my vitals and took one lo