Soooo...hockey.
Scored a goal (touched a ball on the way in to the goal), and was running another ball down into the circle.
Opposition Player 1 barged me, but slid over trying to get to the ball. I went crashing into Opposition Player 2 whose shoulder hit my jaw and flung me back. I went down like they do in movies, where the head bounces against the concrete.
Okay, so it was water-based astroturf, and a little bit bouncy. It still hurt like the dickens. I saw double for about 10 seconds, and lay there for another minute trying to determine if the ache in my head was just that bruised feeling you get when a body part makes contact with an unyielding surface, or if it was something more.
My team-mates (having scored our second goal mere seconds after I went down) crowded around, and they called one of our coaches along to help me off the field. I could walk, but it was cold and my head ached. I sat out the rest of the game (there was five minutes to half-time) because we had enough subs and the coach wasn't willing to put me back on the field and running around. I was kind of disappointed not to get to play more.
So far as we can ascertain at this point, I don't have a concussion. I don't feel fuzzy or woozy, my head just aches the way something does when you've hit it really hard, and my body is taking stock.
However, it was kind of funny when I was determining whether i needed to take a concussion test. I asked the coach who helped me off the field, and she said "stay awake for the next four hours and then if you still feel okay - no sore ears or headaches - then you can go to sleep and you should wake up."
And me (being me) deadpanned, "And if I don't wake up?"
Her husband grinned. "Then you should definitely go to the hospital!"
Mostly, I think it's that if I wake up feeling nauseous or any worse, then I should go to the hospital (which is 9 minutes away) and emergency.
We still won the game 3-0, which was satisfying. The other team kind of had a meltdown - their best fullback got really shrill and angry, which is kind of enjoyable to watch, and also kind of sad-making, because, yeah, it sucks when you know you can play better, but implosion is one of the worst ways to go.
Anyway, hockey has been a really dangerous proposition for me this year; little finger, achilles tendon, and now my skull.
So, just in case, if I don't wake up, I love y'all.
Scored a goal (touched a ball on the way in to the goal), and was running another ball down into the circle.
Opposition Player 1 barged me, but slid over trying to get to the ball. I went crashing into Opposition Player 2 whose shoulder hit my jaw and flung me back. I went down like they do in movies, where the head bounces against the concrete.
Okay, so it was water-based astroturf, and a little bit bouncy. It still hurt like the dickens. I saw double for about 10 seconds, and lay there for another minute trying to determine if the ache in my head was just that bruised feeling you get when a body part makes contact with an unyielding surface, or if it was something more.
My team-mates (having scored our second goal mere seconds after I went down) crowded around, and they called one of our coaches along to help me off the field. I could walk, but it was cold and my head ached. I sat out the rest of the game (there was five minutes to half-time) because we had enough subs and the coach wasn't willing to put me back on the field and running around. I was kind of disappointed not to get to play more.
So far as we can ascertain at this point, I don't have a concussion. I don't feel fuzzy or woozy, my head just aches the way something does when you've hit it really hard, and my body is taking stock.
However, it was kind of funny when I was determining whether i needed to take a concussion test. I asked the coach who helped me off the field, and she said "stay awake for the next four hours and then if you still feel okay - no sore ears or headaches - then you can go to sleep and you should wake up."
And me (being me) deadpanned, "And if I don't wake up?"
Her husband grinned. "Then you should definitely go to the hospital!"
Mostly, I think it's that if I wake up feeling nauseous or any worse, then I should go to the hospital (which is 9 minutes away) and emergency.
We still won the game 3-0, which was satisfying. The other team kind of had a meltdown - their best fullback got really shrill and angry, which is kind of enjoyable to watch, and also kind of sad-making, because, yeah, it sucks when you know you can play better, but implosion is one of the worst ways to go.
Anyway, hockey has been a really dangerous proposition for me this year; little finger, achilles tendon, and now my skull.
So, just in case, if I don't wake up, I love y'all.
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