Chonicles of Head Trauma

has anyone ever ask you, (with their head cocked and the look of total bewilderment upon their face) after having witnessed you say or do something; what is wrong with you ? ? ?
for me the answer starts at an early age, at about four years old to the best of my recollection. although instances may have occurred prior to that, (and probably did) , i can neither confirm or deny them, even though i was most likely present at the time. but anyway at around four years of age we were living in a new house in huber heights, ohio. we had bunk beds and linoleum tile floors on what, going by the feel of it, as i fell head first from the top bunk, was most likely a concrete slab. i think i saw stars on a field of black. thus my story begins. later we moved to middletown and at the tender young age of seven i mistakenly walked up behind gerald just as he was swinging a baseball bat. once again i saw the vision of stars on a field of total blackness. i'm pretty sure this was an accident since there was no evidence of repetitive blows. from there we moved to tucson arizona. it was there that gerald, myself, and mitch(a family friend) enjoyed riding our bikes around the apartment complex and the adjoining desert. at the edge of the parking lot going into the desert was a bit of a dirt mound that seemed like an ideal natural ramp to use to facilitate jumping to the desert that was about six feet lower than the parking lot. the way i remember it gerald and mitch where going to watch as i performed this amazing stunt.
so i got way back and peddled as hard as i could to the ramp. being inexperienced at bicycle jumping i did not pull back as i jumped, and as a result did half of a forward flip and landed on my head giving me a concussion. i don't remember it but they said i ran my bike into a parked car on the way home. i do not remember anything until i woke up in the front of dads car on the way to the hospital. i ask dad why i was all wet, he said i threw up on myself. the hospital was kinda weird because all i remember is that the nurse kept telling me to get undressed. i got down to the tighty whiteys but she would not relent till i was totally naked. i blacked out again after that so i don't know what she did to me. things were going pretty good for several years, we moved to el paso, slc and then to mt. sterling all while not incurring any more excessive blows to the head. i think some of the neurotransmitters were actually beginning to heal and reconnect to the small part in the middle brain that had not yet been damaged. that is when i let my guard down as is common anyway during the teen years. during that time i had an old, red, highly faded volkswagon bug. these cars were very solid. they were not made of the flimsy 3mm crap that is used today, it did not bend so easy or at all in some cases. also at this time i was dating an absolutely fabulous and beautiful gal, (that i later married). one night we went on a date to the judy drive-in and it must have been in the fall because i was wearing my army issue field jacket which is a high quality, well built garment. the clothing equivalent to the vw bug. anyhow i parked to close to the speaker pole and could barely get out of the car, it was a tight squeeze even for a skinny teenager. so..... i had to go to the bathroom or get dee a soda or something and managed to get out the door. when i got back i squoze into the narrow opening between the door and the car and just as i got past, i collapsed into the seat. the only problem was is that my jacket had caught on the door, and when i sat down suddenly the total weight of my body slammed the door closed on my head that had yet to clear the threshold. i just saw black. no stars this time. so things where going pretty good again for quite a few years, the healing had once again started to take hold. then last summer, we went white water rafting in west virginia. on the first rapid we went over a small drop, somehow it launched liz into the air and she landed backwards slamming her helmet into the side of mine near the temple. just saw black and the side of my head was sore for a week. i think those helmets are for looks only, but then again it may have saved my life. i guess we'll never know........... so, that's my answer.......... this may not be all inclusive or even very accurate, for obvious reasons.

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