It’s roughly 36 hours after I got my concussion. Yesterday morning was easily the worst day. I didn’t sleep well through the night and the combination of that plus the injury having occured only 18 hours previous resulted in a nasty headache. I wasn’t much good for anything save laying on the couch, trips to the sink for water and trips to the bathroom for taking a leak (pardon my bluntness).
Finally, about mid afternoon yesterday, I was managed to get some decent sleep. When I woke up I felt much improved- the headache being mostly gone. A minor feeling of dizziness cropped up if I moved my head to quickly, otherwise I felt OK.
My brother called to see how I was doing. I didn’t know who it was for the first several seconds. I saw hiw fiance’s name on caller ID, but didn’t recognize it, and then didn’t recognize his voice. It was a surreal feeling since this person on the other end of the phone KNEW what had happened and was asking me questions about it. He was talking to me like he’d known me his whole life as well. Weird. Then recognition finally struck. The world was set to right once again.
In addition, that morning I had forgotten the name of my nephew. I dismissed that as a brain fart when it happened, but after the experience with my brother it’s hard to dismiss the 800-pound gorilla in the room.
Today I’m feeling even better. The slight feeling of dizziness remains- but no headache. The back of my head does have a tender spot, but it’s minimal. I’m now convinced that, contrary to my original impressions, I was outcold for several minutes after the blow to my head. The fact that my head has no lump and minimal physical tenderness (lieing on ice would have been instant first aid), that my hands were chilled with snow on them when I woke up (but my hands were up in the air), and the fact the timeline doesn’t make complete sense to me without a period of unconsciousness lead me to the conclusion.
Hopefully the mild dizziness will be all but gone after tonight. More tomorrow.