I blame my concussion history for a lot of issues I have.
I learned that once you start getting them, it just gets easier and easier and easier. My last one was playing for a CP flag flootball team. That one was truly awful, and it freaked me out completely,
I get headache's easily, I have crushing migraines, my attention to detail is literally gone. Now when I look back on things that I've written, its a mess and a lot of times makes no sense.
Don't ask me to remember phone numbers, or passwords, or even peoples names and faces even a short time after I met them.
I go through long term spells of complete insomnia that my doctor says could be attributed to my double digits concussion history.
I'll have these weird moments where my emotions just run out of control, and they're unpredictable.
When I played sports, there wasn't a concussion protocol or back to play protocol, you got your bell rung, the coach gave you a few minutes, forgot about it and sent you out. And you as a player didn't want to show any weakness no matter how terrible you were feeling in the days, or weeks or months afterwards.
I'll be honest, I as a kid hadn't even heard of the term concussion until I took a serious head blow in a hit, and the room wouldn't stop spinning, and I was throwing up all over the place and had blinding flashes of light, and my parents drove me to emergency at 2 in the morning. That was really the first time I heard the term concussion. But the explanation and treatment was so different from today, and you felt optimistic that it was a bruise that would heal like any other bruise and I should be back on the ice in a week or two.
After that it seemed like every time I took a hit in hockey or football, I would have symptoms. Then when I got out of competitive sports and concussions were more commonly explained, I was getting concussions in slo pitch during what I would deem minor collisions, I would get symptoms after road hockey games or pick up hockey games and it cumulated with that last major one during an innocent looking attempt to block in a flag football game where I don't remember anything after the hit for a few days, and after that my doctor said, that's it you're not playing anything.
It terrifies me to think of the damage done, and what's to come.
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