Concussion

I used to go to shows a lot, but now I rarely attend. Maybe that's a good thing. I remember once when I went to a show in Auburn, I got a concussion. There are people moshing all around because this was a hardcore show, and I thought I would be safe just standing up against the wall. I was with my boyfriend, his friend, and our other friend and his girlfriend. We were all pretty much standing against the wall, but eventually Wes and Chris started goofing off, and Thomas and Lee were off to the side doing their own thing. I wasn't really paying attention, and it only took a second for me to get slammed into the wall. I remember feeling like a car had slammed into me, and I remember feeling my head hit the wall. After that I could feel myself falling to the ground as I began to black out. My boyfriend said he caught me before I hit the ground, and he threw me over his shoulder and carried me off to a chair and sat me down. I was out for about 5 minutes. I remember slowly gaining consciousness and hearing people calling my name. When I finally opened my eyes I saw my boyfriend's face and he looked so worried. He gave me some water and told our friends standing next to me to watch after me. Apparently he asked the people in charge of the venue if they had any plastic bags or ice, and they didn't so he went across the street to the gas station to get me a bag of ice to put on my head. While I was waiting, me and our friends went to a quiter room. It had a skateboard ramp in it, but nobody was using it, except to sit on it. I layed down on a platform thingy and Lee tried to cheer me up by making me laugh. The guy who slammed me into the wall came in and apologized to me. He asked if I was ok, and to my surprise he wasn't a big guy. He was kind of short and of average weight. Maybe a little under. I thought for sure with the force that I felt hit me, it would have had to have been the huge guy I saw earlier with the septum ring that made him look like a bull. I appreciated him coming and apologizing, I even told my boyfriend when he finally got back. But that didn't stop him from punching the guy dead in the face when they went back out to the show. He told me they were all in a pit and he pretended to be moshing and swung his arm around and punched the guy. I didn't find this information out until almost a year after the show. It pissed me off because the guy didn't mean to slam me into the wall. When I got home from that show, I kept having frequent headaches, and my head where it hit the wall was very tender. I went to the doctor and they did a CAT scan but found nothing wrong with my head. My doctor told me I may have had a mild concussion, and that these headaches I have might come and go for the rest of my life. I guess she was right, because ever since then, I have more headaches than usual. I used to only get a few minor headaches here and there, but now I have them all the time. Sometimes so painful I can't even open my eyes because they start to tear up. Now if I do go to a show, I am sure to keep my distance from crazy moshers.