I was in Fernie, to hook up a Life Line unit for someone. The basement stairs of the old house were rickety and as I walked down I had to duck to get under the part where the ceiling dropped. Less than 5 seconds later, on my way up the same stairs, I ran full tilt, into the thing with the top of my head.
I am quite certain that the only reason I didn't actually pass out was because I would have been too mortified for my clients to have to call an ambulance for the person who was installing Life Line. I ended up going to emergncy when I got back to town. Apparently any significant head whap, is called a mild concussion. ouch.
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