GNAB!
Today I conked my head. I was taking bags of bark nuggets to the back yard, and came around the garage and WHAM hit my head on the tailgate of the Forester. I can usually walk under it, but the car gate was a little lower today because our driveway is at such a steep angle. Anyway, as soon as I hit, I yelled real loud and closed my eyes, and staggered around.
I think I actually hit the ground. Anyway, as I'm standing up (I don't know why my first instinct was to stand up), I see M. dash past toward the back yard calling out for me to see if I'm all right. I apparently wasn't there.
I now have a bump on my head. M. said it made a really loud noise when I hit.
Fuck.
I think I actually hit the ground. Anyway, as I'm standing up (I don't know why my first instinct was to stand up), I see M. dash past toward the back yard calling out for me to see if I'm all right. I apparently wasn't there.
I now have a bump on my head. M. said it made a really loud noise when I hit.
Fuck.