Ha ha! Sounds funny!
"Scintillating Scotoma." Funny funny funny!
Not funny when, from out of nowhere, it seems like you just had a brief glimpse of the sun and you're not even outside.
Not funny when the brightly greenish blind spot spawns offspring that dance and fuse while changing colors at a dazzlingly breakneck pace.
Not funny when the blind spot and it's children form a glittering line of visual obscurity across your field of vision.
Not funny when the line appears to be performing a complex Morris dance, making it impossible to focus on anything, even on the ground as you try to walk or on your hands as your try to type.
Thank goodness the scintillating scotoma only performs its not-funny act for about a half an hour, and seems to listen to the goddess Ibuprofen when she orders it and its dancing children to "begone"!
Thank goodness the only perceptible sequelae of the scintillating scotoma is a general mental muzziness and a deep desire to take a nap.
Thank goodness the not-funny is, in all probability, NOT something MORE not funny, like a stroke or tumor or some other evil brain thing.
Thank goodness it's not being followed by the typical migraine that many people with their own unfunny scintillating scotomas get.
Me and my scintillating scotoma.