My 8th grade year, one of my best friends body slammed in gym class. We were playing basketball and both went up for the rebound. I guess I fouled him on the way up or down. He jokingly body slammed me (we all watched WWE/WWF and would wrestle for fun). I guess I came down wrong on my leg, tore my meniscus, and hit my head on the bleachers.

I remember eating blueberry pancakes that morning and then waking up on my parents bed with the cubs game on and my leg was in a brace. There's about 8 hours of my day that are unaccounted for. It took about a week to remember the blueberry pancakes and I vaguely remember about 4 seconds in the ER... only because one of my baseball coaches was a nurse/doctor in the room.

The doctors suspected I had a "mild" concussion, but wasn't sure until I threw up in the ER. I guess that was a confirming symptom. My mom likes to tell the story that the nurses would go through the same battery of questions every so often... e.g. what day is it, what month is is, do you know where you're at. I couldn't answer any of them correctly. The only question I was consistent in answering was who the president was. Each time I responded with "Slick Willy"... Clinton was nearing the end of his presidency lol.

I had to play baseball that night. We were the home team, so I suited up, played one pitch as the first baseman so we wouldn't forfeit. Goof thing the coach already knew.

My daughter has gone through concussion protocol a few times with HS soccer... I wonder what my "mild" concussion would rank today.