Angel,
I landed on the back of my head. My mom, God rest her soul, called our family Dr. He told her just to keep me awake, and I would be fine. Little did we know how things would turn out.
My wife thinks it's funny that I have a flat head, thinks it should be easier for me to go to sleep. I'd get mad at her, but she's another Angel.
She has Parkinson, so she relates to what I feel. And I can relate to her condition.